Son of the Storm

Revelations

Quick note: the Arab Spring came several years early due to a number of factors, a lot of them tying back to Iron Man's interventions in Afghanistan and the Middle East, the return of Captain America and the battle of New York. And Facebook, Youtube and Twitter were also invented early. Actually… for the aid of comprehension, imagine it's the present day, just set in 2006. The dates will be somewhat important later on, but not of world shattering significance

Harry disappeared on a regular basis, over the following few days, and it took some considerable effort to find him on the part of Ron and Hermione. Until that is, Fred and George decided to show their little brother and fellow apprentice some kindness and produced a map. A very particular map.

"With this," Fred said.

"We can see –"

"Everyone –"

"In the school –"

"Is. At all times."

"Why did you never tell me?" Ron complained, eyes wide. "I'm your brother."

"Well, brother dearest –"

"We have to have –"

"Some secrets."

Ron scowled at them.

"Fred, George, this map could be immensely dangerous! What if a dark wizard got hold of it?" Hermione demanded. "You should turn it in to Professor McGonagall at once."

"Yeah."

"Not happening."

"Which?" Hermione asked, eyes narrowed.

"Either of the above," both twins said in unison.

"Besides, Hermione –"

"We're giving it –"

"To its rightful owner –"

"Soon."

"Oh? And who might that be?" Hermione asked, hands on hips.

"Harry, of course."

"Why would it be his?" Ron asked, confused.

"Because his dad made it," Fred said cheerfully.

"Along with the rest of the Marauders."

"Harry's dad was a Marauder?" Ron asked, eyes wide.

"Yup. He was Prongs."

"Told us himself."

"That's the only way –"

"He could have known about the map."

"Besides, Hermione –"

"It's password protected –"

"And only shows its password –"

"If it likes you."

"And it's pretty clever."

"It decided it liked us."

"So that's how we know it," they finished, in disturbing unison.

Hermione opened her mouth to object, but Ron overrode her. "Weren't we going to look for Harry?"

"Oh, right, yes," Hermione said, a little distracted. She glared at the twins. "This isn't over, you know."

"Sure it isn't," they drawled.

Hermione huffed, but otherwise said nothing.

Harry was, in fact, at the top of the Astronomy Tower with a telescope, intently training it on the night sky.