Alright, This is my first attempt at a MWPP story by myself. Mal says it's good, but of course she's also read the other two chapters which I have already written. My stories are all kind of like that, they get exponentially better. Well, I hope you enjoy this one.
Part 1-
"LILY EVANS!" Her name echoed throughout Hogwarts' hallowed halls. The sound that emitted out of Marcus Finnigan's mouth came from so far down the corridor that if it hadn't echoed she might not have heard it. She wheeled around with his parchment roll in her hands and flung it in the air. It unwound quickly and floated down to earth and laid flat down on the floor. Marcus sped up with horror in his eyes as the answers to the Muggle studies test laid open for all the passing students to see. He saw none of his fellow fifth years nearby who would benefit from his torture. He quickly grabbed the parchment and stared angrily at Lily who was running backwards down the hall. She waved slyly at her easily tormented friend.
When he was out of sight she turned around and went back to her normal pace. Lily pulled a black elastic band out of her purse. She bent her head down and lifted thick masses of red hair into it. As she did so she got a whiff of something not so pleasant. She looked up and all three doors on he right side of the hallway slung open and out, poured students who had just made their way into class. Most of them were hurrying out but three were sauntering slowly out of professor Younce's potions class.
They tried to walk past her inconspicuously but Lily grabbed the arm of Reumus Lupin (who was closest to her). Her long, pale fingers went almost all the way around his forearm. "What'd you Hellions do this time?" She asked suspiciously.
"Well, a pleasent 'hello' would have done fine as well, Lily." Reumus said to her. They turned to talk directly to one another.
"Hellions," James Potter said as he was deep in thought regarding the subject. "I like the sound of that. PETER!" He called out for the tagalong of the group. But Peter Petigrew was nowhere to be found.
"What do you want Mousy for?" Sirius Black asked like it pained him to think of the short rodent-looking boy.
"Mousy?" Lily asked.
"We're still working on our aliases." James said. Lily made a sound of revelation and turned quickly back to Reumus. It wasn't a difficult task to look into Reumus Lupin's face. He was handsome. 'Like, Movie star handsome' as Sharon Burbank had once said of him. He was, with dark hair and skin and a smile to bedazzle the most weak-kneed, pathetic, swooning girl he could find. He seemed like the 'strong, silent, type' if you didn't know him. He and his group of friends were anything but silent.
"So, what'd you do?" She asked with glee.
"You make it seem like we're criminals or something, Lil." He said with a facade of suprise.
"Or something." She said and rolled her eyes.
"We're the criminals? At least we made it on time to class!" James said jokingly and pushed his silver glasses up his nose. She pushed him at his shoulder and laughed. Professor Younce called for the students to come back to class and Lily reluctantly went with the crowd of solemn students into their respective classes.
A big vat of blue liquid simmered next to the short, bald man's desk. Although undesirable in looks, it mad the room smell nice and did it's best to mask the putrid smell of dung bombs (Which Lily knew all along was the crime the four had committed).
"Ms. Evans, Mr. Solomon, have the two of you completed your potion?" Asked Younce from his desk. He didn't bother to look up from his role sheet. Lily's look of panic mimicked exactly that of Marcus' as she realized that the potion had been what she had forgotten to do that weekend.
"Dammit." She said under her breath. She quickly looked across the room at Jakob Solomon, who was sitting with his fellow Hufflepuffs. Jakob was pulling viles out of his bag reluctantly and sitting them on the counter top slowly. Lily breathed a sigh of relief as she recognized the disgusting green color of scar treating potion.
"Well, Evans, Solomon?" Jakob stood up just as Lily did and handed the jar to him. "Do you both agree that you worked on this together and that it is correct to your knowledge?" He said his usual speech every time a homework assignment was turned in. Lily looked over into Jakob's big brown eyes and she saw his cheeks grow as he smiled.
"Yes, Professor." He said. Lily closed her eyes and concurred with him. Younce took it and went on with the day's lesson. Lily spent the class writing a thank you note to Jakob. After class she found him and gave it to him with a smile.
"Jiminy Christmas!" Lily said as she walked with James to the Great Hall. "I didn't even work a second on that project." She said.
"The problem being?" He asked, obviously oblivious to the feeling of guilt.
"You're a nut, you know that, James?"
"And that's what you love about me." James said with a smile.
"There's nothing to love about you." She said jokingly and shoved him into an oncoming first year.
"Hey, Buddy!" James called out to the small girl. The first year girl turned to him like she was a deer in the headlights of an oncoming semi. "The Great Hall's that way." He offered to her. She smiled meekly and walked in the correct direction with out making eye contact with either of them. Lily smacked his arm and got his attention in a silent 'Ow'.
"James, do you know who that is?!" She said at him, not to him.
"Your mom?" He said in a half smile still nursing his arm.
"Sara Anne Fudge!" She said in a whisper as not to alert her.
"Who?"
"The home secretary of Magic's daughter!" She said in an irritated tone.
"So, who's the Home Secretary of Magic?" He asked.
"Cornelius Fudge!" She said, she was still irritated. "Sometimes you're stupid, James."
"And sometimes you know too much." He said and started jogging ahead of her. "Later, Lil." She waved as he walked off.
"Lily!" Called someone from behind her. It was Sharon Burbank. Lily waved and waited for Sharon. "Well, Jesus Lily, hurry up! Chicken fingers!" She said as she walked quickly past her. Lily caught up with her and they walked side by side down the stairs to the great hall.
"So, Lily, when did you make Marcus cry today, and what was it over?"
"I didn't!" Lily said defensively.
"Ok, so he wasn't crying but he was all fussed up when he came into professor Kurtz's class today. What'd ya do?"
"Is Kurtz who he aids for in Muggle Studies?" Lily asked. Sharon nodded and Lily sucked in a smile. "I took the answers to a test in there from him and threw 'em all around the hallway."
"LILY! That's so mean! He could get his grade dropped if anyone cheated off of that!"
"I know, but come on! It was really funny!"
"You're a Jerk." Sharon said condescendingly. They got to the Great Hall and walked toward the Gryffindor table. They sat down with their usual group of friends, Regan Alvarado, Ruth Marx, and Marcus Finnigan.
"Hiya guys." Lily said and slid her legs under the table. She sat down next to Regan which had been a mistake.
"Lily, have you been moisturizing like I showed you?" She asked and began to touch her cheeks. Lily sat quietly while Maria fiddled with her face but kept her eyes in an exaggerated blink to show her annoyance. "Lil? Have you?"
"Oh yes Grand Mistress of Beauty." Lily said and shooed Regan's hands away from her face. Regan looked irritated at her. "Your Beautiful-ness, please pass the Dijon sauce." Lily said and cracked a smile.
"If you would just listen to me, you'd thank me when you're old and not-so-gray!" Ragen said and handed the small porcelain dish to her friend. "When you moisturize properly, you won't get so dry now. Not being dry will mean that you won't rub your face continuously and that means less stress on your face and less stress equals... Lily, my hair is in the Dijon sauce." She said. Her odd conclusion to her monologue forced Lily too look down into the dish in her hands and pull out Regan's long black hair from its sticky trap.
"Sorry, Ragen." Lily said. Ragen rolled her yes and looked across the table at Marcus who was working on his homework, as usual.
"Marcus, give it a rest. Jesus." She said and plucked the quill out of his hand.
"Hey!" He said, realizing he was being spoken to. "I need that."
"For what?" Ruth asked sitting next to him.
"I'm writing up a new draft of the Bible to include a section on bologna. My homework, stupid." He said and took the quill back from Ragen.
"Exactly, something that could be done tomorrow." She said and took it back from him.
"I don't know why I hang out with you four." He said angrily and searched his bag for another quill. Maria twirled it in her fingers like a baton.
"Because, it's the only way anyone will believe you're not gay." Sharon said from behind her glass of pumpkin juice.
"No, no, I believe hanging out with a group of beautiful girls and him not being all flirtatious makes him all the more a candidate for homosexuality." Ruth said and poked him in the side, making him twist in some odd directions. Ruth had a crush on Marcus that she would never admit. To anyone. She tryed to keep it a secret, but the only one in the dark about her pining away for him was Marcus.
"You have got to be the funniest person alive, you know that, Ruth?" Ruth smiled and nodded at him. "Sarcasm is just one of the many services we offer." He said like a business associate.
"Ruthie!" Called a loud voice from seemingly nowhere. The entire hall turned to the big entrance doors and there stood a short woman with light brown hair past her shoulders that laid on top of dark red robes. She got closer and Lily could see she was one of the most beautiful women she'd ever seen in her life. Ruth grumbled under her breath when she realized who the woman was.
"Ruthtie!" The woman repeated. "It's me, Aunt Sylvia!" She said and started running towards the Gryffindor table. Ruth put on a fake smile and looked up at her Aunt.
"Aunt Sylvia, what are you doing here?" She asked. But it was obvious she wasn't happy to see her.
"Oh wonderful news, I'm teaching here now." Ruth's jaw dropped.
"What?" She said dully.
"Oh yes I've taken the Defense Against the Dark Arts job here. The Gryffindor table was staring down to the end where they were and ogling at the tall woman. Sylvia hugged Ruth vigorously and Lily realized that Ruth didn't look much like her aunt. She had the same light hair and tan skin. But Ruth's nose was somewhat bigger then Sylvia's and Ruth's eyes were brown not a dazzling maroon. When their embrace finally ended, Sylvia asked to be introduced to Ruth's friends.
"Yeah, this is Ragen Alvarado, Marcus Finnigan, Sharon Burbank, and Lily Evans." She said showing each of us in turn.
"Oh it's a pleasure to meet you all." She said with sheer glee in her voice. Ruth grumbled again and Sharon looked at her sympathetically. "What's the matter, Sweetie?" Ruth looked up at her aunt who was hovering over the table casting a shadow on Ruth.
"Um, spicy Dijon sauce." She said pointing to the dish.
"Oh well, just drink some water and you'll be fine." She said and gave her niece a pat on the back. "I'll be seeing you girls tomorrow! That's when I start class!" She said and gave Ruth a kiss on the head. "Tootles!" She shouted energetically and walked out of the Hall with every male student eye on her.
"Yippee friken skippy." Ruth said and plopped her head into her arms.
"What's wrong, Ruthie?" Lily said mockingly, a smile curving on her face.
"If you ever EVER call me that again..."
"I was talking to Marcus." Lily said jokingly. "Seriously, Ruth, what's your matter?"
"My aunt, yeah, she's nuts."
"She seems a little eccentric." Marcus said and tucked a strand of his shaggy brown hair behind his ear.
"A little? The woman calls me Ruthie!" While Ruth lamented on and on about her aunt's newest occupation, a little bit down the table, Reumus, James, Sirius and Peter were talking.
"Ok, so back to business." James said bringing attention back to the matter at hand. "What are we going to call ourselves? I've got, The Misfits, The Ragamuffins, The Hellions, The Maradauers, The Hooligans, The Pranksters, but that last one is kinda weak."
"That's the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen." Sirius said as he stared at the door that the woman had just walked out of, hoping she'd come back.
"A little out of your league." Reumus said and patted Sirius on the hand.
"What do you mean by that." Sirius said and turned to Reumus, like he was coming out of a trance.
"I mean, she's a teacher, not a student, you haven't got a chance."
"Oh but I'm sure you do."
"I didn't mean that." Reumus said and rolled his eyes.
"She's so hot." Sirius said dreamily.
"Ahem!" James cleared his throat asking for attention.
"Blah Blah Blah." Sirius said trying to block out James.
"Seriously guys, James is trying to talk." Peter squeaked timidly.
"Shut up." Sirius shoved the boy into Leslie Townsend, who bumped into Ryan Yearly who knocked a chicken finger loaded with catsup into the lap of Taylor O'Brien, a fourth year girl who Peter had an immense crush on. She stood still in a moment of shock, staring down at the mess in her lap before she bent over the table and down at Peter. She scowled at him angrily and Ryan started wiping up the catsup in her lap with a handkerchief.
"Sorry, Taylor." He said and started blushing hard and dark deep red.
"Stop it Peter. Just, just, stop." She said and pointed her wand in her lap trying to remove the stain.
"I really like the Hellions." James said changing the subject.
"Why are you so obsessed about having a legacy?" Sirius asked. "That's all you think about, all day."
"That's not true." James said defensively
"Who are we playing in the Quidditch game tomorrow?" Sirius asked in an attempt to prove his point.
"Slytherin." James said, rather sure of himself. Sirius shook his head. "Hufflepuff?" He said a little less positive on the subject. Sirius and Reumus looked at each other. They smiled and shook their heads in unison. "Well, Ravenclaw then. I guess I just wasn't listening in practice yester..." But James was cut off by Reumus.
"Tomorrow's Tuesday, we only have games on Saturdays." He said.
"Oh, right." James trailed off and looked back into his chips {A/N: Ya know, French fries, tee hee, I feel so, ya know, with the hip swingin British scene! Not really just kidding}
"You're a loser, James." Reumus said spooned some catsup onto his plate.
"Sorry if I want us to be remembered. It's not like we can guarantee we'll do anything with our lives after Hogwarts."
"I'm going to." Sirius said. "I'm going to be an Auror." He said with a smile. "And if I ever find that slimy git He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named..." He said and violently twisted his fists representing his rage toward Voldemort.
"If you can't even say the man's name, how are you going to..." Reumus said and mimicked his burly friend's actions.
Part 1-
"LILY EVANS!" Her name echoed throughout Hogwarts' hallowed halls. The sound that emitted out of Marcus Finnigan's mouth came from so far down the corridor that if it hadn't echoed she might not have heard it. She wheeled around with his parchment roll in her hands and flung it in the air. It unwound quickly and floated down to earth and laid flat down on the floor. Marcus sped up with horror in his eyes as the answers to the Muggle studies test laid open for all the passing students to see. He saw none of his fellow fifth years nearby who would benefit from his torture. He quickly grabbed the parchment and stared angrily at Lily who was running backwards down the hall. She waved slyly at her easily tormented friend.
When he was out of sight she turned around and went back to her normal pace. Lily pulled a black elastic band out of her purse. She bent her head down and lifted thick masses of red hair into it. As she did so she got a whiff of something not so pleasant. She looked up and all three doors on he right side of the hallway slung open and out, poured students who had just made their way into class. Most of them were hurrying out but three were sauntering slowly out of professor Younce's potions class.
They tried to walk past her inconspicuously but Lily grabbed the arm of Reumus Lupin (who was closest to her). Her long, pale fingers went almost all the way around his forearm. "What'd you Hellions do this time?" She asked suspiciously.
"Well, a pleasent 'hello' would have done fine as well, Lily." Reumus said to her. They turned to talk directly to one another.
"Hellions," James Potter said as he was deep in thought regarding the subject. "I like the sound of that. PETER!" He called out for the tagalong of the group. But Peter Petigrew was nowhere to be found.
"What do you want Mousy for?" Sirius Black asked like it pained him to think of the short rodent-looking boy.
"Mousy?" Lily asked.
"We're still working on our aliases." James said. Lily made a sound of revelation and turned quickly back to Reumus. It wasn't a difficult task to look into Reumus Lupin's face. He was handsome. 'Like, Movie star handsome' as Sharon Burbank had once said of him. He was, with dark hair and skin and a smile to bedazzle the most weak-kneed, pathetic, swooning girl he could find. He seemed like the 'strong, silent, type' if you didn't know him. He and his group of friends were anything but silent.
"So, what'd you do?" She asked with glee.
"You make it seem like we're criminals or something, Lil." He said with a facade of suprise.
"Or something." She said and rolled her eyes.
"We're the criminals? At least we made it on time to class!" James said jokingly and pushed his silver glasses up his nose. She pushed him at his shoulder and laughed. Professor Younce called for the students to come back to class and Lily reluctantly went with the crowd of solemn students into their respective classes.
A big vat of blue liquid simmered next to the short, bald man's desk. Although undesirable in looks, it mad the room smell nice and did it's best to mask the putrid smell of dung bombs (Which Lily knew all along was the crime the four had committed).
"Ms. Evans, Mr. Solomon, have the two of you completed your potion?" Asked Younce from his desk. He didn't bother to look up from his role sheet. Lily's look of panic mimicked exactly that of Marcus' as she realized that the potion had been what she had forgotten to do that weekend.
"Dammit." She said under her breath. She quickly looked across the room at Jakob Solomon, who was sitting with his fellow Hufflepuffs. Jakob was pulling viles out of his bag reluctantly and sitting them on the counter top slowly. Lily breathed a sigh of relief as she recognized the disgusting green color of scar treating potion.
"Well, Evans, Solomon?" Jakob stood up just as Lily did and handed the jar to him. "Do you both agree that you worked on this together and that it is correct to your knowledge?" He said his usual speech every time a homework assignment was turned in. Lily looked over into Jakob's big brown eyes and she saw his cheeks grow as he smiled.
"Yes, Professor." He said. Lily closed her eyes and concurred with him. Younce took it and went on with the day's lesson. Lily spent the class writing a thank you note to Jakob. After class she found him and gave it to him with a smile.
"Jiminy Christmas!" Lily said as she walked with James to the Great Hall. "I didn't even work a second on that project." She said.
"The problem being?" He asked, obviously oblivious to the feeling of guilt.
"You're a nut, you know that, James?"
"And that's what you love about me." James said with a smile.
"There's nothing to love about you." She said jokingly and shoved him into an oncoming first year.
"Hey, Buddy!" James called out to the small girl. The first year girl turned to him like she was a deer in the headlights of an oncoming semi. "The Great Hall's that way." He offered to her. She smiled meekly and walked in the correct direction with out making eye contact with either of them. Lily smacked his arm and got his attention in a silent 'Ow'.
"James, do you know who that is?!" She said at him, not to him.
"Your mom?" He said in a half smile still nursing his arm.
"Sara Anne Fudge!" She said in a whisper as not to alert her.
"Who?"
"The home secretary of Magic's daughter!" She said in an irritated tone.
"So, who's the Home Secretary of Magic?" He asked.
"Cornelius Fudge!" She said, she was still irritated. "Sometimes you're stupid, James."
"And sometimes you know too much." He said and started jogging ahead of her. "Later, Lil." She waved as he walked off.
"Lily!" Called someone from behind her. It was Sharon Burbank. Lily waved and waited for Sharon. "Well, Jesus Lily, hurry up! Chicken fingers!" She said as she walked quickly past her. Lily caught up with her and they walked side by side down the stairs to the great hall.
"So, Lily, when did you make Marcus cry today, and what was it over?"
"I didn't!" Lily said defensively.
"Ok, so he wasn't crying but he was all fussed up when he came into professor Kurtz's class today. What'd ya do?"
"Is Kurtz who he aids for in Muggle Studies?" Lily asked. Sharon nodded and Lily sucked in a smile. "I took the answers to a test in there from him and threw 'em all around the hallway."
"LILY! That's so mean! He could get his grade dropped if anyone cheated off of that!"
"I know, but come on! It was really funny!"
"You're a Jerk." Sharon said condescendingly. They got to the Great Hall and walked toward the Gryffindor table. They sat down with their usual group of friends, Regan Alvarado, Ruth Marx, and Marcus Finnigan.
"Hiya guys." Lily said and slid her legs under the table. She sat down next to Regan which had been a mistake.
"Lily, have you been moisturizing like I showed you?" She asked and began to touch her cheeks. Lily sat quietly while Maria fiddled with her face but kept her eyes in an exaggerated blink to show her annoyance. "Lil? Have you?"
"Oh yes Grand Mistress of Beauty." Lily said and shooed Regan's hands away from her face. Regan looked irritated at her. "Your Beautiful-ness, please pass the Dijon sauce." Lily said and cracked a smile.
"If you would just listen to me, you'd thank me when you're old and not-so-gray!" Ragen said and handed the small porcelain dish to her friend. "When you moisturize properly, you won't get so dry now. Not being dry will mean that you won't rub your face continuously and that means less stress on your face and less stress equals... Lily, my hair is in the Dijon sauce." She said. Her odd conclusion to her monologue forced Lily too look down into the dish in her hands and pull out Regan's long black hair from its sticky trap.
"Sorry, Ragen." Lily said. Ragen rolled her yes and looked across the table at Marcus who was working on his homework, as usual.
"Marcus, give it a rest. Jesus." She said and plucked the quill out of his hand.
"Hey!" He said, realizing he was being spoken to. "I need that."
"For what?" Ruth asked sitting next to him.
"I'm writing up a new draft of the Bible to include a section on bologna. My homework, stupid." He said and took the quill back from Ragen.
"Exactly, something that could be done tomorrow." She said and took it back from him.
"I don't know why I hang out with you four." He said angrily and searched his bag for another quill. Maria twirled it in her fingers like a baton.
"Because, it's the only way anyone will believe you're not gay." Sharon said from behind her glass of pumpkin juice.
"No, no, I believe hanging out with a group of beautiful girls and him not being all flirtatious makes him all the more a candidate for homosexuality." Ruth said and poked him in the side, making him twist in some odd directions. Ruth had a crush on Marcus that she would never admit. To anyone. She tryed to keep it a secret, but the only one in the dark about her pining away for him was Marcus.
"You have got to be the funniest person alive, you know that, Ruth?" Ruth smiled and nodded at him. "Sarcasm is just one of the many services we offer." He said like a business associate.
"Ruthie!" Called a loud voice from seemingly nowhere. The entire hall turned to the big entrance doors and there stood a short woman with light brown hair past her shoulders that laid on top of dark red robes. She got closer and Lily could see she was one of the most beautiful women she'd ever seen in her life. Ruth grumbled under her breath when she realized who the woman was.
"Ruthtie!" The woman repeated. "It's me, Aunt Sylvia!" She said and started running towards the Gryffindor table. Ruth put on a fake smile and looked up at her Aunt.
"Aunt Sylvia, what are you doing here?" She asked. But it was obvious she wasn't happy to see her.
"Oh wonderful news, I'm teaching here now." Ruth's jaw dropped.
"What?" She said dully.
"Oh yes I've taken the Defense Against the Dark Arts job here. The Gryffindor table was staring down to the end where they were and ogling at the tall woman. Sylvia hugged Ruth vigorously and Lily realized that Ruth didn't look much like her aunt. She had the same light hair and tan skin. But Ruth's nose was somewhat bigger then Sylvia's and Ruth's eyes were brown not a dazzling maroon. When their embrace finally ended, Sylvia asked to be introduced to Ruth's friends.
"Yeah, this is Ragen Alvarado, Marcus Finnigan, Sharon Burbank, and Lily Evans." She said showing each of us in turn.
"Oh it's a pleasure to meet you all." She said with sheer glee in her voice. Ruth grumbled again and Sharon looked at her sympathetically. "What's the matter, Sweetie?" Ruth looked up at her aunt who was hovering over the table casting a shadow on Ruth.
"Um, spicy Dijon sauce." She said pointing to the dish.
"Oh well, just drink some water and you'll be fine." She said and gave her niece a pat on the back. "I'll be seeing you girls tomorrow! That's when I start class!" She said and gave Ruth a kiss on the head. "Tootles!" She shouted energetically and walked out of the Hall with every male student eye on her.
"Yippee friken skippy." Ruth said and plopped her head into her arms.
"What's wrong, Ruthie?" Lily said mockingly, a smile curving on her face.
"If you ever EVER call me that again..."
"I was talking to Marcus." Lily said jokingly. "Seriously, Ruth, what's your matter?"
"My aunt, yeah, she's nuts."
"She seems a little eccentric." Marcus said and tucked a strand of his shaggy brown hair behind his ear.
"A little? The woman calls me Ruthie!" While Ruth lamented on and on about her aunt's newest occupation, a little bit down the table, Reumus, James, Sirius and Peter were talking.
"Ok, so back to business." James said bringing attention back to the matter at hand. "What are we going to call ourselves? I've got, The Misfits, The Ragamuffins, The Hellions, The Maradauers, The Hooligans, The Pranksters, but that last one is kinda weak."
"That's the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen." Sirius said as he stared at the door that the woman had just walked out of, hoping she'd come back.
"A little out of your league." Reumus said and patted Sirius on the hand.
"What do you mean by that." Sirius said and turned to Reumus, like he was coming out of a trance.
"I mean, she's a teacher, not a student, you haven't got a chance."
"Oh but I'm sure you do."
"I didn't mean that." Reumus said and rolled his eyes.
"She's so hot." Sirius said dreamily.
"Ahem!" James cleared his throat asking for attention.
"Blah Blah Blah." Sirius said trying to block out James.
"Seriously guys, James is trying to talk." Peter squeaked timidly.
"Shut up." Sirius shoved the boy into Leslie Townsend, who bumped into Ryan Yearly who knocked a chicken finger loaded with catsup into the lap of Taylor O'Brien, a fourth year girl who Peter had an immense crush on. She stood still in a moment of shock, staring down at the mess in her lap before she bent over the table and down at Peter. She scowled at him angrily and Ryan started wiping up the catsup in her lap with a handkerchief.
"Sorry, Taylor." He said and started blushing hard and dark deep red.
"Stop it Peter. Just, just, stop." She said and pointed her wand in her lap trying to remove the stain.
"I really like the Hellions." James said changing the subject.
"Why are you so obsessed about having a legacy?" Sirius asked. "That's all you think about, all day."
"That's not true." James said defensively
"Who are we playing in the Quidditch game tomorrow?" Sirius asked in an attempt to prove his point.
"Slytherin." James said, rather sure of himself. Sirius shook his head. "Hufflepuff?" He said a little less positive on the subject. Sirius and Reumus looked at each other. They smiled and shook their heads in unison. "Well, Ravenclaw then. I guess I just wasn't listening in practice yester..." But James was cut off by Reumus.
"Tomorrow's Tuesday, we only have games on Saturdays." He said.
"Oh, right." James trailed off and looked back into his chips {A/N: Ya know, French fries, tee hee, I feel so, ya know, with the hip swingin British scene! Not really just kidding}
"You're a loser, James." Reumus said spooned some catsup onto his plate.
"Sorry if I want us to be remembered. It's not like we can guarantee we'll do anything with our lives after Hogwarts."
"I'm going to." Sirius said. "I'm going to be an Auror." He said with a smile. "And if I ever find that slimy git He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named..." He said and violently twisted his fists representing his rage toward Voldemort.
"If you can't even say the man's name, how are you going to..." Reumus said and mimicked his burly friend's actions.