Time Turned Marauder (oc version)

Part 10~ 1993 Year 3

"Hey, do you know why he was in Azkaban?" I asked Theo.

"You don't know?" I shook my head.

"He was the one that told the Dark Lord where to find Lily and James Potter. He's the reason Potter is so famous."

I stopped moving. I couldn't move. My brother. Betrayed. By our best friend. Sirius. Mother fucking. Black.

"Are you okay, Bella?" He asked.

"Wait, what did you call me?"

"Bella. It means beauty in Italian."

"Oh, right, sorry. Yeah, I'm okay." Honestly, I was anything but okay.

The dog laid its head on my lap while I read my book.

"Lupin." Someone said behind me.

I cannot get one fucking minute to myself, can I?

"What do you want, Malfoy?"

"Heard you were trying out. Flint told me to tell you the he wants to see you in an hour."

"Thanks, I guess." I said getting up, not even realizing the dog was gone.

I walked to my room and put my hair into a braid. I grabbed a broom from the supply closet because I didn't have one of my own at the moment.

"You're here, finally." The person I assumed was Marcus Flint said. He was tall, had black hair and some messed up teeth.

"I was told to be here by 5. It's 4:50."

"I don't like the attitude."

I laughed. "This isn't attitude. If you want attitude, just ask." I smiled up at him and tilted my head.

"Whatever. I'll throw the snitch while your eyes are closed, just find it. I'm timing you." And with that, he took the small golden ball and threw it in the air. I shut my eyes and waited for him to say go. He didn't.

"What are you doing, your timer started a minute ago?" I scoffed.

I got up into the air and circled the pitch about three times before a small glimmer caught my eye. I had my eye on the snitch for about a minute before I raced after it. It definitely didn't take long, but it took more than fifteen minutes. I floated down to the ground and handed Flint the snitch.

"Close your mouth, you look stupid." I said crossing my arms.

"That was incredible, Alice."

"Thank you, but seriously, close your mouth, it's weird."

"You're on the team. Draco's dad will probably send you a new broom, so expect that, I guess."

Yeah, Lucy is definitely not giving me a broom if he finds out I'm related to the Ali Potter he knew in school.

"Thanks, I'll get going now."

Not going to lie, Marcus Flint is a bit weird. I raced to Theo's dorm and opened the door.

"Oh, my Salazar. What is wrong with you?" Draco asked.

"I could ask the same, Bleach Blonde Barbie." I sent a death glare over to him as he was about to say something back. "Anyways, I made the team. Just wanted to tell you, Theo."

"That's great, I knew you could do it!" He leaped off his bed and gave me a hug. "You must be really good if he's already let you on the team."

"I mean, I did tell you I was practically the best seeker in the world."

"That you did."

I looked around the room to see Enzo, Blaise, Goyel, and Draco on their beds.

"So, what are you guys up to?"

"Nothing, just talking." Blaise said.

"So, are you all this boring, or should I move back to Ilvermorny because that's all anyone says when I ask them what's up."

"I'll come with. Let's pack." Blaise said standing up. I laughed at him.

Draco rolled his eyes and fell back onto his pillow. I walked over to Theo's bed, which was closer to the door, and sat down. "Come on, you have got to catch me up on Hogwarts drama. You've got to know something. Or at least tell me a funny story so I can make fun of you for it later." I pouted.

"Weasley and Potter say Sirius Black was inside the castle the other night." Enzo said.

"Really? What would he want? My bro- uncle and aunt's lives weren't enough?"

"Wait, you're Potter's cousin?" Draco sounded surprised.

"Um, yeah, Ali's my mum. Her and James were twins. My mum even introduced me as her daughter the first night at Hogwarts. Salazar, you're dull." I said shaking my head.

"You're a Lupin?" Theo asked.

"Of course, why?"

"I thought you'd be in Gryffindor." Enzo said.

"You'd think, but I'm more like my mother than Harry is like his dad."

"You're a spitting image of her too, except for the scars. Where'd she get them anyways?"

"A classmate attacked her in school with a spell he created." I hoped she didn't tell her students about what happened, or at least told them the same thing.

"Do you think we might know who they are?"

"I mean, you definitely know him, but I won't tell you who."

"Why not?" Blaise whined.

"Because."

"That's not a good enough answer."

"It should be."

"But it's not." The room erupted in laughter as Blaise continued fighting me about not telling them who gave 'my mum' those scars.

"Doesn't matter, I won't tell you. You get one guess, if it's wrong, you have to drop it, deal?"

"Ok. Was is Professor Lupin?"

I laughed. "No, you think my mum would've married him if that happened? Definitely not."

"Was it Snape?" Enzo asked.

"I told you one guess, then you had to drop it. You got your one, now you need to keep your end of the deal."

"Ugh, fine." Blaise scoffed.

"Any funny stories of my cousin?"

"Last year, he went into the Chamber of Secrets. Did you know he's a Parseltounge?" Enzo said, hoping to satisfy my request.

"He's a what?"

"He can talk to snakes."

"Yeah, I know what it means, I'm not Malfoy. I can't believe he is!"

"Hey!" Draco said realizing what I'd just said.

"That took an embarrassingly long time."

We all talked for a while longer until dinner rolled around. I told the boys I was going to go talk with my friends from other houses. Today, Cedric looked rather lonely.

I was going to put this part and the next one as one full chapter, but I decided that the limit to the amount of pages I was allowed to fill up was 8, and I accomplished that. Anyway, I want to give Ali some backstory to Harry and his two other years and this is the best way I could think of doing it. I don't think I'm going to have her find out by her friends again, it's just something she'll figure out eventually. I have a plan for that, it will probably not end up happening, buuuuut... The reason that plan won't go through is because I'm impatient as fuck. As I always say, the 'p' in my name stands for patience, which is why it's not there. Please vote, I'm kind of funny sometimes and I'm fucking up my sleep schedule and my work to write this fun little thing that I will probably be the only one to ever read all the way through. Sorry this author's note is really long. And as always, GO TO BED YOU MIDNIGHT GOBLINS. :)