Into the future - Marauders · Y/n story by @starzzx

The corridor leading to the Great Hall was unusually quiet for dinner time. The five of you—James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, and you—were late, again. Your footsteps echoed on the stone floor, a hurried, synchronized rhythm.

Sirius Black

grinning, shoves James lightly If we’re lucky, the pudding won’t be gone yet. I heard it’s treacle tart tonight.

James Potter

runs a hand through his perpetually messy hair It’s always gone when we’re late, Padfoot. My fault, I lost track of time practicing that new Quidditch maneuver in my head.

Remus Lupin

sighs, looking tired You’re going to get us another detention from McGonagall if we don’t hurry.

Peter Pettigrew

nods vigorously, scurrying to keep up She gave me that look yesterday. The one that means ‘I’m counting’.

You round the final corner. The massive oak doors to the Great Hall stand open, the usual din of hundreds of students eating and talking spilling out. You follow James as he leads the charge inside.

Sirius Black

stops dead, his grin vanishing What in Merlin’s name…

James Potter

frowns, scanning the Gryffindor table Who are all these people?

The Great Hall is full of students you’ve never seen before. Different robes, unfamiliar faces. At the Gryffindor table, three students are deep in conversation: a bushy-haired girl, a lanky red-headed boy, and…

Remus Lupin

voice low, cautious James.

The third boy has messy black hair and round glasses. But when he glances up, annoyed by the sudden silence your group has caused, the light catches his eyes. They’re bright, vivid green.

James Potter

stares, bewildered He looks like…

The boy looks like a slightly younger, slightly smaller version of James Potter. But those eyes… they’re yours.