The Mad Marauders

A/N: First story! Please review.

Disclaimer: J.K owns Harry Potter.

Chapter 1 – First Impressions

James Potter ran through the ticket barrier between platform 9 and 10 and was immediately trampled over by a trolley that his dad was pushing. Too excited to care, James and his dad rushed to the train to put James' trunk in a compartment.

"Boys! Boys! Wait up!" His mother shouted. "Honestly, call yourself an adult!" She scolded at her husband.

"Well, I haven't been here for like, 20 years! Why aren't you excited?"

"Boys!" She muttered under her breath and then called her son over for last minute hugs.

"Now, remember to behave yourself," She lectured. "I don't want to send you a howler. Get away from Peeves, don't mess with any Slytherins, and write to us every day."

"Alright mum."

"That's my baby Jamie poo."

"Don't call me that!"

"Quick, the train is going to leave!" His dad yelled. James jumped on board, shut the door and waved goodbye.


Meanwhile, Sirius Black is being lectured by his parents at home about how being in Slytherin will benefit him.

"You'll meet lots of respected families there and you won't meet the wrong sorts of people." His mother said.

"I think that it'll make more sense if you take the last bit out and say them opposite to what you just said." Young Sirius answered.

"How dare you! Insult Slytherin again and I'll curse you 'till you can't sit down. Quick, lets apparate directly to 9 and ¾. We don't want to be pushing our way through filthy muggles."


"Dad? I can manage." Remus Lupin tried to grab his trunk, but his dad pushed him away.

"The full moon is only two days ago. You'll need rest." Reaching the train, his dad said, "Well, Remus, I hope you have a good year. Try to fit in." Before apparating back home. Remus didn't like the way his dad said try. It's as though his dad expected him to be left out. 'Maybe I should," he thought. 'It's for other people's safety.' Sighing, he dragged his trunk onto the train and looked for an empty compartment.


"Now, Peter, work hard on your studies and enjoy Hogwarts. I need to go to work, and it's better if you stay at Hogwarts for the Christmas and Easter holidays, so see you next year." His mum said, and with a pop, she disappeared into thin air.

Peter Pettigrew sighed. His mother was always at work. Sometimes he wondered if his mum cared about work more than him! He attempted to lift his trunk, failed, and looked for someone to help him. He saw a shabby looking boy dragging his trunk onto the train and squeaked, "Hey! Can you please help me here?"

"Sure." He said, and with difficulty, though he did not show it, dragged Peter's trunk into the train.

"Thanks so much!"

"You're welcome. Remus Lupin, nice to meet you."

"My name is Peter Pettigrew, nice to meet you too." They shook hands and climbed onto the train. Reaching a compartment with two boys talking, Remus stepped in and said, "Do you mind if we sit here?"

"Sure. Don't worry, we don't bite. Instead, we tear you to pieces." said a boy with messy hair.

Remus and Peter sat down carefully and looked at the two boys with alarmed looks before he burst out laughing and said, "Can't you take a joke? My name is James Potter, and this is my friend, Sirius Black."

"Remus Lupin."

"I'm Peter Pettigrew." They all shook hands and began to talk about Hogwarts, not knowing that they'll one day become the greatest pranksters of all time.


"I'm sorry, Tuney, I'm sorry! Listen - " She caught her sister's hand and held tight to it, even though Petunia tried to pull it away. "Maybe once I'm there – no, listen, Tuney! Maybe once I'm there, I'll be able to go to Professor Dumbledore and persuade him to change his mind!"

"I don't – want – to – go!" said Petunia, and she dragged her hand back out of her sister's grasp. "You think I want to go to some stupid castle and learn to be a – a -"

Her pale eyes roved over the platform, over the cats mewling in their owners' arms, over the owls fluttering and hooting at each other in cages, over the students, some already in their long, black robes, loading trunks on to the scarlet steam engine or else greeting one another with glad cries after a summer apart.

"- you think I want to be a – a freak?"

Lily's eyes filled with tears as Petunia succeeded in tugging her hand away.

"I'm not a freak," said Lily. "That's a horrible thing to say."

"That's where you're going," said Petunia with relish. "A special school for freaks. You and that Snape boy … weirdos, that's what you two are. It's good you're being separated from normal people. It's for our safety."

Lily glanced towards her parents, who were looking around the platform with an air of wholehearted enjoyment, drinking in the scene. Then she looked back at her sister, and her voice was low and fierce.

"You didn't think it was such a freak's school when you wrote to the Headmaster and begged him to take you."

Petunia turned scarlet.

"Beg? I didn't beg!"

"I saw his reply. It was very kind."

"You shouldn't have read - " whispered Petunia. "That was my private – how could you -?"

Lily gave herself away by half glancing towards where Snape stood, nearby. Petunia gasped.

"That boy found it! You and that boy have been sneaking in my room!"

"No – not speaking -" Now Lily was on the defensive. "Severus saw the envelope, and he couldn't believe a Muggle could have contacted Hogwarts, that's all! He says there must be wizards working undercover in the postal service who take care of -"

"Apparently wizards poke their noses in everywhere!" said Petunia, now as pale as she had flushed. "Freak!" she spat at her sister, and she flounced off to where her parents stood. Lily can't believe it – they used to be close sisters! Holding back tears, she gave her parents hugs, and climbed onto the train. She found a compartment with a group of rowdy boys talking, sat down, and then started to cry. That's where Snape found her. Lily glanced at Snape then looked back out of the window.

"I don't want to talk to you," she said in a constricted voice.

"Why not?"

"Tuney h – hates me. Because we saw that letter from Dumbledore."

"So what?"

She threw him a look of deep dislike.

"So she's my sister!"

"She's only a -" He caught himself quickly; Lily, too busy trying to wipe her eyes without being noticed, did not hear him.

"But we're going!" he said, unable to suppress the exhilaration in his voice. "This is it! We're off to Hogwarts!"

She nodded, mopping her eyes, but in spite of herself, she half smiled.

"You'd better be in Slytherin," said Snape, encouraged that she had brightened a little.

"Slytherin?"

One of the boys sharing the compartment, who had shown no interest at all in Lily or Snape until that point, looked around at the word.

"Who wants to be in Slytherin? I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?" James asked the boy lounging on the seats opposite him.

"My whole family has been in Slytherin," he said.

"Blimey," said James, "and I thought you seemed all right!"

Sirius grinned.

"Maybe I'll break the tradition. Where are you heading, if you've got the choice?"

James lifted an invisible sword.

"Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart! Like my dad."

Snape made a small, disparaging noise. James turned on him.

"Got a problem with that?"

"No," said Snape, though his slight sneer said otherwise. "If you'd rather be brawny than brainy -"

"Where're you hoping to go, seeing as you're neither?" interjected Sirius.

James roared with laughter. Lily sat up, rather flushed, and looked from James to Sirius in dislike.

"Come on, Severus, let's find another compartment."

"Oooooo ..."

James and Sirius imitated her lofty voice; James tried to trip Snape as he passed.

"See ya, Snivellus!" Sirius called.