This is my mew Marauder era fic... It's bad and I know it and it's short... but it gets longer later I promise! So please enjoy (and review) I fixed it from the original because I got a review that said they weren't sure it followed the rules. Thanks Yemi Hikari for pointing this out to me! (This part and other note parts will be like a documentary... please don't ask.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I repeat, NOTHING!
Memories of the Marauders
History of Magic is a boring class... No one ever paid attention... Sometimes they did though, but not always. They spent time, passing notes, doodling or having private conversations with their friends as the teacher was a ghost. The classroom was buzzing with whispered conversations and note passing. One whispered conversation was taking place between Sirius Black, Gryffindor and James Potter, Sirius' fellow Gryffindor.
"Sirius, are you sure you got the facts right? I mean, how would he react?" James whispered to his best friend and partner in crime.
"James... I'm sure. All the clues point to it. I'm sure he won't be too angry with us. We were just curious." Sirius whispered back.
"Well Sirius, how are we going to get him to meet us?"
"James, you worry too much. I have a plan all thought out." Sirius said, scribbling something on a peice of parchment.
This is a documented note from Sirius to Remus, put inside Remus' ear: 'Remmy! How are you doing this fine History of Magic class?'
Remus looked back at Sirius who gave him a thumbs up and mouthing 'Write back'
Another documented note from Remus to Sirius, thrown behind Remus' shoulder, and because Remus has bad aim it hits Sirius in the eye: 'Sirius, what is it you want from me? I'm trying to listen to Professor Binns.'
James stole this note from Sirius after he read it and chucked this one at Remus' head and because James had good aim wasn't using it and ended up hitting the Hufflepuff in front of Remus in the back of the head.
"I believe this is yours." She said, turning and handing Remus the note, who nodded his thanks. When she faced the front again, Remus opened the note: 'Oh come off it Remus. No one listens to old Binnsy.'
This earned a eye roll from Remus that no one could see. But he ended up writing back and throwing the note over his shoulder and amazingly it landed on James desk: 'James, maybe I want to pass this class. So, what did Sirius want?'
This started a whispering match between James and Sirius.
"You write and tell him Sirius!"
"James, I started passing him notes!"
"Well I did most of the research!"
"Fine, I'll do it!"
"Good man Sirius!"
The last note from Sirius found in this class. This time, somehow, put in Remus' nose: 'Hey Remmy could you meet James, Peter and I by the lake after class?' This note reminded Remus that Peter was in their class. In fact, he sat next to Remus, reading the discarded notes.
Remus didn't want to waste anymore parchment so he just turned around and nodded at the two black haired boys just as the bell rang and both boys rushed out of the class room, leaving Remus with Peter.
"We should follow them Remus." The rather cubby boy said, following Sirius and James. Remus nodded and followed.