Time Turned Marauder (oc version)

Part 1~ 1975 Year 5

There was a knock at my door, a large banging sound, if you will. "Ali, hurry up, Padfoot is already packed and ready for us to pick him up." James yelled through the door. Sirius, or Padfoot, came from an entirely pure-blooded family of complete twats. His brother was alright, I guess. He was in my house, Slytherin, and one of my best friend's, Tessi, sister really fancied him to the point she had a notebook full of photos of him. It was quite pathetic actually.

"Coming, stupid!" I yelled back, pulling on a black dress that I hated. I had to wear it though because the Black's mother, Walburga, hated Gryffindors, my family specifically, and was very strict. When she had learned Sirius had been sorted into Gryffindor in first year, she sent him a howler. Poor boy is still scared by that. Anyways, that twat thinks I'm "the best thing that happened to the Potter Family since that grandfather of yours died." She's a total bitch, right?

"Don't call each other names like that, Ali!" my mum called out from the room next to mine. My mum, Euphemia, is one of the sweetest pure bloods you will ever meet. Maybe except Aurther Weasley. He's a bit weird though, always wants to talk about muggles. I mean I find them quite interesting too, but he only wants to talk about the use of some stupid muggle invention. His latest obsession is balloons.

"Sorry, Mum." I said opening up the door to my bedroom and stepping out. James was trying to write one last letter to Lily, the girl he had fancied since first year, before we all went back to Hogwarts in a few days. James gave his owl the now sealed envelope with probably another confession of love.

"Do you have your cloak, Prongs?" I asked. He only responded with a slight nod. "Okay, let's go then."

We, the amazingly smart and somewhat dim witted twins we were, came up with a game plan. I sent a letter to that bitch, Walburga, earlier in the week telling her I wanted to stop by to drop off some things for Regulus for his fourth year that might help him. She loved me because I was a pure-blooded Slytherin with money, so she quickly owled me back and I got the thumbs up to come over. I brought the books my parents bought me last year. I told her there were some helpful notes I wrote in there, spoiler, no there wasn't. Regulus, being the opposite of his mother, was told the plan and agreed to help because he hated hearing and seeing the shit their parents put Sirius through.

The plan worked perfectly. I went over to the Black's mansion and knocked on the door. James was right behind me under his invisibility cloak and snuck past Sirius's mother when the door opened. He ran upstairs careful not to make a noise and helped Padfoot get his stuff into the muggle car James and I found. I was obviously the distractor with Regulus. Safe to say our plan worked and we got Sirius out of that hell hole safely, Walburga didn't suspect a thing, and I got a new (and better) brother. I quickly left after I got the signal from Prongs that they were all set.

I practically ran out the door slamming it shut a little harder than needed and left. "Took you idiots long enough. Do you know insufferable that bitch is?" I asked jumping into the backseat with Sirius's owl.

"Yeah, I used to live with her, remember?" Sirius shot back. "Nice to see you too, mini Potter."

"Again, by two fucking minutes, Pads."

"Best two minutes of my life." James chuckled to himself and drove away. He did better driving back than he did on our way here. He only hit two mailboxes and drove off the road a few times.

Shortly after we left that stupid house, we arrived home. My mother was the first to greet Sirius, because she had been looking forward to him living with us for too long. She immediately showed him to his temporary room she had been working on perfecting for a month.

"You know he's only staying for three days until we go back, right mum?" I asked. She shot me a death glare as she motioned for my dad, Fleamont, to grab his trunk to bring to his room.