HEY! IT'S BEEN A WHILE! I haven't added to this story in ages! I've been busy writing for different stories and doing Christmassy stuff! But now I am back, and writing for this story. As I said in the last couple of chapters, if you have any ideas about where this should go, do tell!

Enjoy!

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Harry took a seat on a big armchair by the fire. He tried to keep his face still, but it was hard when looking into the still, searching, poker face of his father.

He was a Gryffindor. He was Head Auror. He had defeated Voldemort! He could do this.

"Hi."

Remus tried to lift the tension immediately. "Hello! Harry, right? Well, as Professor McGonagall said, I am Remus. This is Peter, Sirius and James."

Harry smiled gratefully. "So, what's it like here?"

Sirius spoke up. "It's alright. All you need to know is this: Minnie is the most likely to give you a detention. All Slytherins are jerks. Lily Evans is James' property, however if you ask me, he'll never win her over. Which means they'll both be alone forever."

James kicked Sirius. "Shut up." He grumbled.

Harry smiled awkwardly, although inside his heart was melting seeing the marauders alive and happy.

"So Harry," Harry looked at James immediately, hoping that his face didn't give away what he was feeling. "You play quidditch?"

Harry grinned. Of course that would be the first thing a Potter would ask. "Yep. I'm a seeker."

James lit up. "Brilliant! I hope you're good. Our last seeker, Roger, left last year. He was captain as well."

Sirius smirked. "James is the new one. He will not stop going on about it."

James kicked Sirius again. "Oi!"

Peter then spoke for the first time. "Do you like pranks?"

James and Sirius stopped arguing and leant forward to hear his answer. Harry nodded. "Oh Merlin, you should hear some of the stuff me and my best mate got up to last year."

James and Sirius shared a look of what could have been incredulity, surprise, amusement or pure disbelief.

The two Potters spent the next fifteen minutes or so, comparing prank stories, with Sirius chipping in every so often when James forgot something. Harry was not disappointed when hearing his father and godfather's tales, as they lived up to the legend. Nor, on the other hand, did he have to make up his own stories.

He and Ron had spent all of the last year engaged in a massive Prank War, with Ginny laughing, and often lending Harry a hand, and Hermione shaking her head and trying not to grin. If nothing else came from the event, Harry at least had some hilarious stories to tell the Marauders. Of course there were a few he had to adapt, keeping up the pretence of being only sixteen years of age.

"And," Harry explained. "the potion landed on him, right in front the Professor! She was terrifying for the next few weeks, suspicious of everyone, and wouldn't take her eye off him!"

Sirius and James leant on each other, trying to stop laughing.

"We did a similar one!" James tried to say through laughter. "Right on Snivellus' head! McGonagall was livid! I think she knew it was us, but couldn't prove anything, and she just had to try and calm down Snape who was going mental!"

Harry guffawed along with them, but he couldn't help feeling slightly disappointed that he hadn't come along at a time after his father and Snape had gotten over their differences, and James tried to be nicer. At least he was on his way. And from everything Sirius was implying, James was still annoying Lily, asking her out every day, and she wasn't having any of it.

It was only a few minutes after Harry thinking this that Remus and Sirius managed to flip the conversation round to the funniest times James had asked out Lily, and of course, been rejected.

"You see," Sirius explained. "Lily's speciality is the bat-bogey hex, although she has tried a great range of jinxes and hexes out on our Jamsie here over the last few years. One time, in the middle of the Great Hall, James sent her a howler that recited a love poem. Unfortunately, James isn't the greatest poet. Maybe if he had been better he would have won her over, and not been hit by a tail-growing hex."

"I've been trying to figure out which spell or incantation she used since, but can't find it." Remus mused.

"Probably crescendum caudam." Said Harry immediately.

"What?" The Marauders were all giving him weird looks, even James who had been hiding his face in his hands since they mentioned Lily.

"Oh." Harry blushed. "I…uh…I mean… my mum taught me a lot of jinxes and hexes a long while ago."

The Marauders were still giving him odd looks, but James was eager to change the subject.

"My mum normally tries to stop learning hexes! You're so lucky!"

The conversation topic had just moved on from Lily, and she probably wouldn't have resurfaced if it weren't for James' inability to pass up an opportunity to ask her out.

His eyes lit up, and Harry followed his gaze, only to see his mother walking across the room. He watched her in shock. It was different from all the pictures, seeing her in real life, but she looked just as young and happy and relaxed.

"Hey, Evans!" Lily froze and her face iced over.

"What in Merlin's name could you want now, Potter? Please don't tell me you are going to make me late for lunch just to ask me out again?"

James smirked and pretended to look offended. "Why Lily Flower you wound me!"

"What, because you've never asked me out before?"

James stood up and knelt at her feet, grinning broadly. "My dear me, I have never asked you out? Such a beautiful young woman you are too and such a disgrace to myself to have never asked such a beautiful lady! So, Miss Evans, will you-"

"Oh, for heaven's sake, no!" She stormed out of the common room, leaving James looking rather confused and angry on one knee in the middle of the room.

Sirius stopped laughing long enough to pat James on the shoulder. "Better luck next time Prongs!"

James huffed. "She'll give in eventually."

"You really think waring her away until she finally gets so annoyed she says yes, is the best way to get her to go out with you?" Harry asked.

James looked surprised, Peter looked confused, Remus looked amused and Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"Now young Harry, you must understand, James is never going to win over Lily Evans! However, as his closest friends, we go along with it, and are supportive! Do you understand?"

Remus laughed at James' disgruntled expression. "Lily was right though; its lunch time soon so we might as well go down and grab a bite."

Peter grinned. "I was waiting for someone to say that!" The boys laughed and got up, heading down to the Great Hall.

Harry couldn't help being proud, and happy of his first conversation with the Marauders. They had talked about quidditch and pranks, and he had even seen his mother. Maybe his idea hadn't been such a bad one after all.