The marauders fit themselves into a tunnel passageway. Remus's shrieks were growing louder.
We're almost there, James thought. Then we can make him suffer.
But, in the meantime, James tried to concentrate on Wearwolf-Remus's surprised and happy face when they encountered him. At the same time, Sirius was trying to sound offhand while commenting on how his hair was getting COVERED in dirt.
"My hair is getting dirtier than Snivellus's!"
"Well," the once-silent-now-getting-worked-up-Peter said,"you don't need to exaggerate either Padfoot."
Sirius grinned. "Right you are Pettegrew." he replied.
James laughed out loud, but stopped abruptly because they had reached the opening.
"Well," Sirius whispered,"here we are."
Each marauder stared at the other in turn.
"Shall we...?" Peter asked.
"All together then!" Sirius exclaimed.
And at that moment, each changed into their animagus. Sirius a large, black dog and James an elk. Finally, Peter was the humble rat.
James could hear Remus's screams, and wanted to let him know that they were there. He neighed while pawing the ground. Sirius barked, as if in agreement, and a squeak from below told them that Peter was ready to go too. With this, the Marauders set off into the old house.