Passing Notes – Marauder Style

Padfoot: AWOOOOOOOO! OW OW AWOOOOOO!

Prongs: What the bloody hell are you doing?!

Padfoot: Howling at my Mooney ;)

Mooney: Dammit Padfoot, have some regard for my poor ears will you!

Wormtail: Besides aren't wolves supposed to howl not dogs?

Prongs: Yes but most of time Pads is more wolfish than Remus anyway

Padfoot: You know it!

Mooney: Mr. Mooney chooses not to comment but silently begs the beings above for some normal friends

Wormtail: Don't you like us Mooney?

Mooney: Depends on the day Wormtail, depends on the day

Lily: I hate to ask this but why was Black howling?

Padfoot: Lily! How good of you to join us.

Prongs: Hey Evans.

Lily: Potter.

Padfoot: Wow. You can feel the irritation through the parchment! Good one Lilyflower

Lily: Don't call me that Black! Now why were you howling?

Mooney: Padfoot has come to terms with the fact he is more of a beast than man

Padfoot: OI!

Lily: Only now?

Padfoot: DON'T IGNORE ME

Mooney: He cleaved to his ill-concieved notions of humanity for as long as he could

Padfoot: Hello, devilishly handsome man trying to get attention here

Lily: I was wondering when he was going to leave that particular river

Wormtail: River?

Mooney: She is talking about de-nial Wormy

Wormtail: I don't get it.

Prongs: Don't worry we'll go over it later

Padfoot: Am I seriously being ignored and insulted on my own parchment? Oh woe is me! My three friends, my brothers in all but blood have forsaken me and the girl that shall someday be sister abandoned me. Oh the pain, oh the heartbreaking AG-GO-NEE!

Prongs: Geez Pads, dramatic much?

Padfoot: I do what I can

Remus: Idiots.

Lily: Well on that over the top note, I take my leave of you. Until the next time one of you does something stupid and random and I just have to ask because I'm too curious for my own good.

Wormtail: So, next class then?

Lily: Sounds about right. Bye boys.

Prongs: You know that's the most civil conversation me and Evans have ever had. YES! I'm making progress!

Lily: Okay I guess I was wrong. What the hell is Potter doing in his chair?!

Padfoot: That m'dear is James attempting to dance. Imagine the song "Staying Alive" it may help.

Lily: Okay turning away now.

Mooney: I wish we could. This is embarrassing!

Wormtail: Padfoot, stop him please!

Mooney: I don't think Wormtail meant for you to do that.

Padfoot: Whatever works

Prongs: Christ Pads, did you need to petrify me?

Padfoot: Wormtail said to stop you, so I did

Prongs: I don't think Wormy meant that

Mooney: That's what I said

Wormtail: Just meant to stop his dancing

Padfoot: You said stop him, I did.

Prongs: Just great. The first time you listen to instructions and I end up getting injured.

Padfoot: Oh please, I unfroze in half a second.

Prongs: Yeah just enough time for me to hit the bleeding concrete floor! Well done Padfoot.

Padfoot: Thank you

Mooney: Heads up McGonagall is on her way.

The scrap of parchment is immediately tucked into Sirius's bag as the strict transfiguration teacher approached. They tried their best to look as innocent as possible but really, after four years with the marauders anyone could recognize real and fake.

"Boys, I know this is a review period but I would like you to at least work on something rather than behaving like babbling, bumbling, band of baboons."

"I wonder if you are ever going to get to use that line after we're gone Minnie?" James said thoughtfully.

"One can only hope Mr. Potter; now get to work all of you."

"Yes professor," they chorused.

As soon as she was gone Sirius nudged James, "Try saying that five times faster," he whispered.

Mischief can never be truly managed just enjoyed.