Hey everyone! So since my Marauders + Lily reading the books keep getting taken down because of copyright issues, I'm going to do what I'd always planned on doing….

I present to you: THE MARAUDERS AND THE HORCRUX HUNT

Where the characters are at this point should become clear in this chapter, but basically they've read all seven books, and in this chapter are talking to Dumbledore after reading The Deathly Hallows

Enjoy!

"The scar had not pained Harry in nineteen years. All was well."

A deafening silence fell over the five seventh years, settled comfortably in the Head Girl and Boys' private dormitories, on settees identical to those in the Gryffindor Common Room.

The summer sun illuminated the small common room, the walls a deep maroon, small patches where photographs had been put up by the Head Boy, to the irritation and amusement of the Head Girl, slightly lighter than the rest of the wall following freedom from dust and wear over the ten month period of occupation. The carpeted floor stopped at two spiral staircases, side by side, behind the sofas and across from the fireplace, above which a large photograph of Sirius Black sat, charmed to wink at those passing by; a house-warming gift from the Animagus. Despite her best attempts, the Head Girl was unable to remove it, and eventually grew accustomed to hearing Sirius' sniggers in her small living room.

A cloud passed by the sun briefly, the resumed sunlight falling onto two packed trunks resting by the exit of the dormitories, an empty owls' cage settled on top of the trunk to the left, the owl in question being out on a delivery. The train was to leave the next afternoon, following the morning graduation.

Sirius was the first to stir, naturally, letting out a low whistle as he turned to face James, who was staring, stunned, at the book in Remus' hands. The noise caused Lily, who had been sitting between James' legs, leaning against him, to twitch, her eyes, wide and confused, to shift over to Sirius.

"So, that happened," Peter squeaked uncomfortably, and James rolled his eyes, finally showing a sign of movement, as Remus let out a breathless chuckle.

"I can't believe it's over," Lily murmured quietly, turning slightly to look at James, who smiled slightly, pressing his lips against Lily's temple, "What do we do now?"

"Hunt horcruxes, of course," James said simply.

"I expected as much," Dumbledore chuckled, his eyes drifting between the five Gryffindors, eyes lingering on Peter Pettigrew, before resolving to rest on James, "And where do you intend to begin?"

"Well, we were thinking," Lily said timidly, and Dumbledore's eyes shifted to her face as James rolled his eyes, "Well, at least, I was thinking," she added, brushing her hair out of her face exasperatedly, "Are we entirely sure all of the horcruxes have been made?"

"Lily weren't you listening? Of course they've already been-"

"It's not like they specified a timeline-"

"A fair question, Ms. Evans," Dumbledore said gently, cutting the Head students off, having witnessed their heated arguments many times before in this very office. It was clear, from their exasperation, that they had had this discussion before, and it would not bode well to waste time, "I can only guess, but I do believe Voldemort has already created many of his horcuxes," he said, not blind to the triumphant look James shot Lily, which she blatantly ignored.

"But how can you be so sure?" Remus implored, and Sirius let out an exasperated groan.

"Does it really matter?" Peter squeaked timidly, and the other four shot him irritable looks.

"Of course if fucking matters," Sirius snapped, earning a slap and a hissed 'Sirius' from Lily, whose eyes shot to Dumbledore and back to her indignant friend, "If he hasn't made the damn things yet how are we supposed to find them?"

"Mr. Black is quite right Mr. Pettigrew," Dumbledore said calmly, as Sirius shot Peter another scathing look, the smaller boy shrinking slightly under the cruel look on the handsome boys face. While James had, after a few days of isolation, somehow managed to move past all that had occurred in the future, of the belief that he could not be angry about things that had not yet occurred. Sirius, on the other hand, having placed his trust in very few people throughout his life, had been unable to look at Peter the same.

"Mr. Lupin," Dumbledore continued, and Remus looked away from where he was exchanging a tired look with Lily, who was glancing worriedly at Sirius, "Naturally, I am having to apply a certain degree of guesswork, but I do stand by my notion that most of the horcruxes have, in fact, been created."

"How are you so certain?" James asked, "Sir," he added, after a nudge from Lily.

"Simply by what I have seen," Dumbledore replied serenely, "Having learnt what we have from Harry's tale, and the transformation Voldemort prior to, and after creating his horcruxes, I think it is a fair assessment to assume, given his appearance and the small bit of research I have carried out, that he has, in fact, succeeded in his task."

"And since Harry's not a horcrux, there will only be six to hunt down," Remus said, and Lily groaned.

"How do we know he's even got a giant snake at the moment though?" she asked, turning to shoot James a quelling look when he snorted, "And if he has, what's the say he put a piece of his soul in it?"

"I do not believe Voldemort has encountered Nagini yet," Dumbledore said calmly, "I am of the opinion that this interaction was made while he was in Albania following his exile from Professor Quirrell's body," he said, and Lily shuddered delicately, causing James to grin, "as that is where – well, where he was found by his servant," he added, and once again, Sirius shot Peter a dark look, "therefore you will need to track down the others. It is of my opinion, however, that the only ones we can be certain exist at this moment are the ring, the locket, the diadem, the diary, and the cup. However, we can only be certain of the whereabouts of the locket, ring and diadem at this moment."

"Which doesn't put us in the best position," Sirius finished bitterly, "How are we supposed to be stopping him when he keeps making more, or we're not certain of their location, or existence yet?" he asked, "We know about the ones Harry found, but what if he's made a few more that we're unaware of? Or he makes more while we're hunting? Or hasn't made some of them yet?"

"Mr. Black, you are disregarding the timeframe," Dumbledore said, smiling slightly at the agitated teen, "Prior to meeting his doom with Harry, I believe we can say with certainty that Voldemort had created all of his horcruxes, bar, of course, Harry and Nagini," he said, and Sirius visibly relaxed slightly, his brain catching up to where Dumbledore was headed.

"Therefore we should continue with the presumption that Voldemort created the locket, ring, diary, cup and diadem before meeting Harry," Remus finished, looking visibly more relaxed, nodding his head slightly.

"Precisely," Dumbledore smiled, and Lily smiled back at him, "I must, however, warn you of the danger of this journey you intend to set off on."

"With all due respect, Professor, nothing you can say is going to sway us," James said, before frowning slightly as his gaze turned to Lily, "Well, sway me, at least," he added, and Lily shot him an irritated look.

"Don't start this again," she said, clearly forgetting they were in the room with four others, "I am coming James Potter, and there is nothing you can do about it."

"There's no need for you to come though, love," James said softly, raising his hand to stroke Lily's cheek, "how can I be expected to concentrate on the task when I'm worrying about you?"

The look he gave her had so much intensity, that Sirius, sitting on the other side of Lily, felt the need to avert his eyes, focusing instead on the portrait of Phineus Nigellus, pretending to be asleep, on the wall. He had never paid much attention to the speaking portrait in the room his parents had typically given out to visiting guests, but following what he had learned in Harry's fifth year, he had found himself staring at the portrait every time he was in this office with a strange feeling of mingled resentment and affection.

"That's your problem," she said, and James sighed, looking down at the floor, defeated, as Lily smiled at him. Sirius let out a bark of laughter, breaking the tension in the room.

"Told you," he said simply, and James shot him a sharp look as Remus smirked. Peter remained quiet.

"So where do we start?" Remus asked, turning to Dumbledore, who smiled.

"This is your journey, Mr. Lupin," he said, "that is something only the five of you can decide."

There you have it, chapter one! Let me know what you guys think!

I'll give a lot more information on how they'd taken reactions to various points in the books throughout the story, but this is all you get for now!

P.S.- I very much enjoy reviews!

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