Legacy of the Marauders

Crossing the Line

"My name is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."

Albus' companion murmured, "I always wondered how he could remember that long name."

"I know than more than half of the school thinks I'm mad, but even crazy people can remember their own name," said Albus in a cheery tone.

"And who are you?" Sirius demanded of the one with misty eyes while James caught the fainting Peter. It wasn't everyday that a student met their headmaster in adolescent form, and it seemed to be too much for him to cope with. Most things were too much for Peter to cope handle, like door handles.

- Begin Short, Unnecessary Flashback Author Wrote While Sugar-High -

Sirius had queried a month ago in the common room with interest, "What knickers does Lily wear?"

James replied, "The pair that I stole were-"

"Stop! I don't want to hear this," commented Remus in disapproval.

Peter pouted. "Shh. I wanna know."

"I'm surrounded by idiots," Remus groaned.

"Yes, you are. Quit whining about it," retorted Sirius. "Go ahead and talk, Prongs...Prongs?"

"He left," Remus sighed with relief. "He must have gone to see Lily."

"Again? But I'm bored hanging out with just you lot. I love you both, but James is," Sirius shrugged, unable to find the appropriate words, "just James."

"Wormtail, don't cry," Remus futilely attempted to console him, however, he ran up to the dorm. As he tried to open the door the doorknob broke.

"Why do these things always happen to me?" Peter wailed, or whaled since his blubber caused him to seem like an undersea mammal.

The door handle dryly responded, "If you weren't so fat and dumb you wouldn't have this problem."

"I'm not fat; I'm big-boned, and I'm not dumb; I'm...Uh-"

"See? You've proven my point."

"I thought knobs were round, so they didn't have points."

"Wow, you proved it twice in a row! You better go before you make an even bigger dolt of yourself."

"Um, okay."

- End Short, Unnecessary Flashback Author Wrote While Sugar-High -

"My name's Adel Ollivander. That's it. Nothing long or complicated."

James whispered to his two conscious friends, "If the Marauders can deal with anything what should we do with a teenage headmaster and wand maker from the 1800's?"

"Would you like to come to the common room with us?" Remus offered the newcomers.

"You're in Gryffindor too, then?" inquired Adel.

"Yes."

"Well, I don't have any better suggestions. Do you, Albus?" When Albus shook his head the six boys went to the deserted common room with Sirius and James carrying the unconscious Peter. They tossed him none-too-gently onto the settee and took their favourite seats adjacent to the fire. Remus, Adel, and Albus chose the squashy armchairs nearest theirs.

"So, exactly where in time did Adel and I land ourselves?" Albus asked carelessly.

"1977," answered Sirius.

"Over a century into the future? That explains your queer attire."

Sirius objected, "Hey, I've got nothing against non-straight people, but our clothes are not homosexual."

Remus informed Sirius, "In olden days 'queer' meant 'strange,' just like 'gay' was 'happy."

"Oh. That's stupid."

"It is not," Remus disagreed.

"Well, I think your arse is fat."

"That's not the issue and is uncalled for."

"So is the way you walked your pretty self in here and-"

"You think I'm pretty? I know you thought I was as a girl, but if you still do..."

"Shut it. You know that's not what I meant."

James interrupted, "No, Padfoot, you shut it, or the next time we help Moony with his furry little problem I'm gonna convince SOMEONE to bite you."

Not missing a beat, Sirius stated, "Ooh, I'm so excited about the idea that I'm counting down the days."

Remus rubbed his forehead wearily. "I know you're joking, Sirius, but that's over the line."

"He crossed it long ago," proclaimed James, grinning.

Sirius rolled his grey eyes. "I made the line, mates."

Before anyone could say anymore Sapphire came down the girls' staircase in long nightgown of dark blue silk. She picked a book up off of a table, which she had presumably forgotten earlier, and began to amble towards the stairs when she noticed the redhead. She studied him curiously for a long moment and he didn't flinch under her scrutiny.

"Albus Dumbledore?" she breathed in shock.

"The same," he concurred. "We couldn't possibly have met before. I would remember someone as enchanting as you."

Smiling, Sapphire introduced herself and looked at Adel. "I'm sorry. I can't think of your name."

Adel stood up and requested, "Would you touch me so I can tell everyone I've been touched by an angel?"

Chat-up lines were as corny back then as they are now. That is pathetic, and yet somehow amusing, thought Remus.

Sapphire shrugged and held out her hand. Adel kissed it. "I'm Adel Ollivander. Forgive me for being so forward, but what is you attachment status?"

"Happily attached," Sapphire answered, seating herself on Remus' lap.

"Keep her," Adel recommended the lycanthrope. "She has a body built for sin."

Remus and Sapphire both blushed profusely and mumbled incoherently that they never did anything sinful.

Then, Sapphire asked, "Remmy, where have you been?"

"Dumbledore sent me on a learning experience, but I was never far away." He was being literal, yet he knew that she would believe he meant that he'd been in her heart the entire time.

"I don't remember doing that," Albus said, puzzled.

James sighed. "Albus, Adel, we need to explain something to you."