𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖊

Lily Evans, the marauders, and the golden trio sat around the fireplace that was in the middle of the room of requirement. Quickly, the place had became a normal hang out spot for the group. It was a place that was hidden and unknown to anyone who hadn't visited the place. At the place, the golden trio could actually refer to them with their real names.

Lily and James sat together in a large arm chair with a maroon blanket draping lazily on their laps. Opposite to them was Ron, Peter, and Hermione, sitting a large comfortable couch. Peter was telling Ron of a time in which he and the marauders made it rain meatballs in the great hall like a muggle movie they'd seen at the cinema. Ron simply listened to the story in awe, imagining all of the delicious meatballs falling down from the enchanted sky in the great hall.

Across the fireplace, sat the new couple, Remus and Sirius. Sirius resting his head on Remus' shoulder, Remus resting his hand on Sirius' knee while having the other hand occupied with a copy of the Quibbler. Harry sat on a fluffy chair that was near Lily and James, talking to them casually about the Potter's Manor back home in the 70's.

Harry quietly took a sip of his tea, losing himself to his thoughts. At that moment he remembered something. His eyes widened and started trying to say something. Unfortunately for him, he was in the midst of swallowing his tea. So at the moment he tried to say something, only choking noises came out.

The loud sound grabbed everyone's attention and they all stared at Harry questioningly, some giving looks of concern. The scar-headed boy reddened at the attention, but spoke up once he'd collected himself.

"Uhm, I just realized something. We never told you lot about what's happened throughout our years at Hogwarts." Harry smiled awkwardly yet apologetically. Hermione and Ron's eyes widened in realization.

"Oh yeah!"

"How could I be so stupid?!?"

Peter's brows furrowed with confusion. "What's there we need to know about your years at Hogwarts? No offense, mate, but you're acting like something happened during those years."

Ron looked at Hermione and Harry with a knowing look. "There's a lot you need to catch up on. All five of you." He sighed.

"Where do we even start?" Ron asked Hermione.

"How about we start off with our first year??" Hermione asked in a tone that was laced with sarcasm.

"We've already talked about our first year to you lot, but I suppose it's best if I retell it."

Harry rolled his eyes at the two and started talking, "So, in our first year, our defense against the dark arts teacher was Professor Quirrel. He had a stutter every time he spoke and he always wore this Turban on his head. Keep that in mind."

Everyone except for the golden trio nodded in understand.

"Well, he actually ended up having Voldemort's face on the back of his head. That's why he always wore the turban. Apparently he'd been trying to kill me during all of the school year, but failed repeatedly." Harry continued.

Lily looked speechless as she just stared at Harry like he'd grown another head. Remus and Sirius looked appalled. Peter's jaw was lying on the floor.

Meanwhile, James managed to say out loud, "How'd Dumbledore allow this? What happened to that professor?"

Remus slapped his forehead at the forgetful boy.

Ron grabbed out a bag of popcorn that the Room Of Requirement had magically made. "Harry killed him." He said while shoving a handful of the buttery goodness in his mouth.

Hermione stared at Ron blankly and then turned back to the quintet. "What Ronald was trying to say is that, with the power that Harry received from touching the philosopher's stone. Harry just made Quirrel turn into ashes by touching him."

James sighed in remembrance.

"Anyways, how about we move on to year two?"

Everyone got prepared to hear the story.

"So, I already told you all that we had Gilderoy Lockhart as our DADA teacher for that year.I assume you all have heard of the myth of the Chamber of Secrets?"

All five nodded.

"Well, it's real. I know because I was there."

Lily sunk down in her chair with a tired expression.

"Long story short, we'd met Lucius Malfoy this year. He put a book in Ginny's cauldron while we were at Diagon Alley. Basically, the book would observe the things you wrote in it, and if you're lucky, the book would respond back. The book said that it's name was Tom Riddle when I wrote that I was Harry Potter." Harry sighed.

Hermione chose to continue the story that Harry had started.

"Throughout the year, there were some weird occurrences. The first was Filch's cat being petrified, then it was muggle-born students. I was one of them actually." She let out a humorless laugh.

"We knew that some monster was behind this, but we didn't know what it was. There was a message that they left after Filch's cat was petrified. I remember it said, 'The Chamber of Secrets had been opened.  Enemies of the heir... beware.'"

Ron continued, "After Hermione was petrified, we found out that Ginny was taken to the Chamber of Secrets. And then, me and Harry went to Chamber of Secrets, with Lockhart- he said that he knew where the Chamber of Secrets was the whole time. Clearly not, because he's a fraud. So we found out that the Chamber of Secrets was actually in the girl's restroom, the one that Myrtle's always at. After we went down there, Lockhart tried to erase our memories with my wand, but erased his instead because my wand was broken." He says nonchalantly.

Peter squints his eyes and shakes his head. "Hold on. The chamber of secrets. The place that holds a monster that can kill and petrify others, is in the girl's bathroom?"

"Yep!"

Peter lets out a sigh and mutters under his breath. "What's next? Dragons?"

Hermione was close enough to hear this and smiled while looking at the ground.

"I'll finish the story because I was the only one who went inside the chamber." Harry spoke up and cleared his throat momentarily to get ready.

"After I went inside the chamber... I saw Ginny lying on the floor. So I ran to help her, when I did, i saw Tom walk up to me. Yeah, that Tom, the one from the book. He took my wand from me, and then I found out that Tom was actually Voldemort."

"I'm sorry, what??" Remus asked suddenly, looking at Harry with widened eyes.

"Uhm, yeah. So apparently Voldemort was a Half-blood boy who's name was Tom Marvolo Riddle before he became, you know, Voldemort-y. His real name was an anagram for 'I am Lord Voldemort'. After that he realized the monster on me, using parseltongue."

"This boy is going to send me to an early grave."

"Oh, I forgot to mention, I'm a parselmouth."

"But, how? I don't know anybody in my family that's a parselmouth. And Flower's a muggleborn." James questioned. In response he only received a shrug.

"So after getting chased by the monster, which turned out to be Basilisk, I stabbed it with the sword of Gryffindor and then it died."

"Where did the sword of Gryffindor come from?" Sirius asked.

"The sorting hat. Fawks flew in at some point and then gave me the sorting hat. I pulled the sword out of it. But, that's pretty much all of second year."

A silence enveloped the cozy room. Everyone, no including Harry, sat, processing all of the information that was just said. Ron and Hermione were frozen as well, since they too didn't know much of what had happened inside the Chamber of Secrets.

Ron broke the silence a bit a quiet, "Bloody Hell."

"So all of this happened in the span of two years??" Lily asks the trio with a look of disbelief and shock.

The three nodded in response.

Harry spoke up again, adding, "We also fought a troll in fir-"

"Alright I'm going to bed!" Lily suddenly announced as she got up from the chair she was previously sitting on.

Harry tried call after his mother's descending figure, "BUT MUM, I DIDN'T FINISH MY STORY!!" He said with a grin on his face and mischievous glint in his eyes.

"TELL ME WHEN I'VE CALMED DOWN FROM ALMOST GETTING A HEART ATTACK."

James also got up and announced to the rest, "I should probably head back too, to calm down Lilyflower."

After he ran off far enough to not hear anything, Remus let out a loud groan.

"He's rubbing off on Lily, isn't he."

A chorus of words or sounds of agreement stream throughout the group.

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Hi guys!!!

I'm sorry that I'm a little more late in publishing a story than usual. I was very busy watching stranger things.

And don't even get me started on mother  steve. Love him with all my heart.

This chapter isn't that important to the plot of the story. But it just felt necessary. We're going to be back on track in the next chapter, I promise.

Also I do not look over or revise my chapters before publishing, so if you find any errors please point them out, so I can correct them.

Q: Favorite tv series atm?
For me it would be stranger things.

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