A/N:This story is the sequel to the one-shot Peter's Secret. Updates on Five Date Rule will come soon, we promise!

Disclaimer: This is earth. Where we do not own Harry Potter characters. Heaven is where we own James Potter.

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The Return of the Underwear

Chapter 1:

It was early in the morning. Sirius, having just woken up, was scrounging around under his bed looking for a pair of trousers that he could wear that day. Having no success under his own four-poster, he moved over to the next one, (which just happened to be Peter's), in the hope that an article of his clothing had somehow ended up under there.

It was not, however, his clothing that he found under Peter's bed.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THIS?" Sirius bellowed while holding up the lacy, black negligee he had just found in the dusty corner under Peter's bed. His shouting woke up the other two Marauders in the dormitory at that time, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.

Peter jumped about a mile as he woke up with Sirius leaning over him with a black negligee in his outstretched hand. "I THOUGHT THAT WE HAD SORTED THIS OUT ALREADY!!!" Sirius roared.

"Oh no, not this again," Remus muttered turning to face the wall, hoping sleep would follow. He was sick of this whole misplaced-lingerie business.

"YOU ARE JUST GOING TO LET THIS HAPPEN!?! YOU AREN'T GOING TO TRY AND PUT A STOP TO IT!?!" Sirius now roared at Remus. Groggily, Remus sighed and rolled out of bed.

"It is too early for this. Have you checked the tag yet Padfoot? Maybe it belongs to one of your little 'friends'." Remus rubbed his eyes blearily.

"I-It's NOT mine…I s-swear!" Peter mumbled frightened that Sirius was still looming over him. Sirius shot an accusing glare at him before finding the tag.

"WHAT!?!" He shrieked, before dropping the material and leaping on the bed to pummel Peter. "HOW---DARE---YOU---SHE---IS---NOT---YOURS---TO---SHAG! WAIT! HOW---DID---YOU---EVEN---GET---HER---TO---COME---NEAR---YOU???" He bellowed the final question confusedly. Remus didn't even try to stop Sirius, instead picking up the flimsy piece of black lace with two fingers and checking the tag. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. Clearly printed in her own distinct handwriting were the initials 'LE'.

He looked at Peter in shock. "You know James is going to murder you."

Peter turned white, "I-It was-wasn't m-me! I-I s-swear!!!"

"I don't want to bother James with this just yet," Sirius decided. "First we will ask the little slut-whore herself!" With that he snatched the negligee from Remus and was just about to leave the dormitory when he heard Remus mutter, "Uhhh…Sirius? Maybe you should put on some clothes… And I don't think 'slut-whore' is a word."

Sighing, Sirius turned around and resumed the hunt for his trousers.

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A/N: We've got a few more chapters written if this gets a good response. Please review!