What If?

Sorting

The three Marauders walked their sons to the train.

" Remember the compartment, sit there and only there. Don't be afraid to add a fourth Marauder second Generation." Remus says.

" Dad. Please. We need a fourth one. It only makes sense. It's illogical to not have another one." Teddy says.

" Yea yea. Just make sure they are the right material, and your year." James says.

" Bye dad!" The three young pranksters say waving their dad's.

They walk onto the train and speed down the line of compartments. They arrive at the right one.

" Eleven compartments down the left path, on the left." Teddy breath.

They walk in and store their trunks. Even the one trunk with all their pranking gear and ideas. Pads crawls under the seat.

" GUYS ITS STILL HERE. RIGHT WHERE THEY SAID!!!" He yells.

Under the first seat it read:

If you are reading this,
You are in the Marauders' Compartment,
The compartment of:
Mr Prongs
Mr Padfoot
Mr Moony
And Mr Wormtail
So, GET OUT
Thank you

" Awesome." Harry says looking at it.

There was a knock on the compartment and they saw two identical ginger haired boys.

" Huh?" Pads groaned.

Harry and Pads hit their heads on the seat. The crawled out cursing.

" Hey can we sit here? Awfully crowded and nobody wanted to get blown up." One says.

" Yea sure. We don't mind. Happens all the time." Teddy says.

" Sweet. I'm Fred by the way."

" George."

" Harry Potter."

" Sirius Black Jr."

" Teddy Lupin."

" Woa. You guys are legends. " one says.

" Yea. We will only grow in popularity. " Harry says smirking.

" Fred!! George!!! There's a game of exploding snap with your name on it!" Someone called.

" COMING!!!" They yelled running off.

" Oh well." They say shrugging.

Then another red headed freckled boy came by.

" Do you mind? Everyone else is full." He says.

" Not at all." They say.

He smiles and sits down.

" I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley." He says.

" Harry Potter."

" Teddy Lupin."

" Sirius Black Jr."

He looked at us in awe.