"Oi, Padfoot! Throw it over here!" 15 year old James called from the other end of the pool.

Sirius, wearing black and white flower print swim trunks, and looking mighty fine indeed, lobbed the inflatable beach ball in the general direction of, not James, but Remus. Not knowing he was in danger of getting walloped by a beach ball, Remus sat pleasantly at the edge of the pool absorbed in a book.

"HEADS UP, MOONY!!" yelled James as he tried to restrain a laugh at his unknowing friend.

Remus looked up just in time to get pegged in the face with a sopping wet beach ball.

"Aww man, Sirius, you got my book all wet!" Remus said while wiping his face with the towel he brought. Knowing something like this would probably happen, as it always did when the marauders visited the pool, he had brought one just in case.

However Sirius was too busy clutching the side of the pool to keep from drowning to hear Remus's remark.

Laughing hysterically, he called, "RIGHT…" and he disappeared beneath the water for a moment when he lost his grip on the edge. "ON THE MARK!" Sirius shouted as he surfaced once more, still laughing like mad. "I told you I could hit him Wormtail! Now cough up my galleons!"

Peter, who was crouched at the edge of the pool with his hands frantically digging in his pockets, looked quite crestfallen over the realization that his pockets were, in fact, empty.

"Umm… er… Sirius? I- I don't think I have 10 galleons on me right now but c- could I maybe pay you back after holiday?" He asked meekly, not daring to meet Sirius's eye.

"Wormtail, you tosser!! You do this every time! Don't bet unless you have the galleons to pay up!!" Sirius yelled.

On the other side of the pool, Remus was drying off his book with a charm and James was attempting to retrieve the fly away beach ball which was now rolling as fast as it could away from James.

"Get back here you ruddy beach ball!" James yelled, diving at it and hitting his head on the nearest chair.

"You know James, if you continue talking to inanimate objects, someone might think you're as crazy as old Mad-Eye." Remus looked back at James with a sly smirk on his face. "Would you care for some assistance?" he asked.

"No – of course not!" grunted James as he dived yet again for the beach ball. "I'm the best seeker this school has ever seen! I can catch a silly beach –"

But at that moment, the beach ball suddenly came to an abrupt halt, and still going full steam ahead, James tripped up over it and went flying into the pool.

"WHAT THE –!" but at the sight of James, Sirius stopped and burst out laughing once again. "BRILLIANT MOONY!! Good ol' bewitched beach ball!! Gets him every time!"

Remus smiled as he calmly walked over and picked up the beach ball. "Such a lot of trouble over a silly ball, don't you think Sirius?" and with a flick of his wand sent the beach ball flying at Sirius who was still laughing uncontrollably at James. It was a great shot. The beach ball zoomed towards Sirius and hit him with such force he fell back into the water.

"I do love ball games," Remus said as he walked back to his chair and began reading, well, who knows what he was reading, once again.

Now it was James's turn to laugh as Sirius shook his head and tried to regain a bit of his composure.

"I'll get you Moony! Just you wait!" He called to Remus, who just acknowledged it with a small smile and continued reading.

"We highly underestimate him," Sirius said darkly to James. "Oh but he won't know what hit him when WE get him." He grinned and rubbed his hands together in plotting. He and James then put their heads together to come up with their newest plan of revenge against Remus.

10 minutes had passed before Peter spoke up again.

"Uh... guys? James?" Peter asked quietly, not wanting to disturb his friend's concentration. "James?" He asked again, a little louder this time.

"Yeah yeah, what is it Peter?" James asked with a wave of his hand.

"Um, well, I- I think you ought to see who just walked in."