When McGonagall adopted year old baby Harry, she was couldn't have known all the changes or joys he would bring into her life. Or, more luckily, the chaos. Because raising a child in Hogwarts was never going to make for a normal childhood, even if the child in question wasn't the son of a marauder...

Sirius, James, Remus and Peter all took a solemn oath that what happened at James's stag do, would never be spoken of again. Unfortunately, Lily Evans, soon to be Potter, was one of those muggleborns who still read the muggle news.

In the end, McGonagall blamed Dumbledore. Actually, in the beginning she blamed Dumbledore as well, and most of the middle. There was a brief moment when she blamed the Marauders, but this faded rather rapidly.

When Molly Weasley arranges for her 6 year old twins to get to know the nice well-behaved muggle boy in the village, she hopes he will have a good influence on them. In hindsight, she should have been a little more concerned about their influences on him. But it could have been worse. She was sure it could have been worse. After all, no-one had needed to be obliviated.

8 year old Hermione Granger always suspected she was different, but she never had proof. Then she turned 9 and her parents gave her Matilda for her birthday, and she found someone just like her. Someone smart. Someone picked on. Someone who could do things.

Two Weasleys, one muggle recipe and a plan to cheer Hermione up... What could possibly go wrong? Or: How to burn a salad by Ron Weasley