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Dedication: For my bro in another country. This is for your foreign craziness.
I'm so bored in this class! I wish I can go to sleep right now.James wrote parchment and passed it to Sirius.
Sirius took the piece of parchment and hastily scrawled on it.
Look at Miles, he's fallen asleep.Sirius wrote back.
"Miles! Wake up! This is not your bed!" Professor McGonagall hovered over Miles.
"Hu'? Wha'?" Miles said, the class showed signs of laughter, but held them back. Professor McGonagall was hardly amused.
"Detention, Mr Freed. I hope that will show you not to fall asleep in this class again." She shook her head. "As I was saying..." she continued.
Marauder Time: 5 years Real Time: 5 minutes
"Remus, would please come up here and show the class?" Professor McGonagall said.
"Sure." Remus replied.
"Yea! Go Remus! Put that cage to shame!" James cheered.
"That's quite enough, James Potter!" Remus yelled. James rolled his eyes, Remus can sound more like a teacher than McGonagall-it's-it's just scary.
Marauder Time: A decade Real Time: Hardly a minute
The whole class glared at Remus for executing the spell perfectly, James and Sirius weren't even paying attention-just broke out into applause when he was done.
"Very good, Mr Lupin." McGonagall nodded.
Professor McGonagall started to give the class instructions and how to turn one's pet into a goblet and how she wants it done exactly how Remus did it.
Remus returned to his seat, trying to avoid the glares everyone was giving him. Besides, it wasn't his fault the rest of them didn't pay attention...
The rest of class started to recite the spell and jabbed their wands at a cage they all have, when someone yelled.
"OUCH! YOU...TOOK..GAHHH!" Remus cried out, looking furious at Peter Pettigrew.
"Mr. Lupin, is everything alright over there?" Professor McGonagall asked peering over heads.
"Peter-stole...MY CHAIR!" Remus said, red faced.
"James stole mine!" Peter said indigently, while Sirius chuckled and continued with jabbing his wand at his cage.
"Did not! It's very bad to lie, Peter." James wagged a finger at Peter.
"Mr Potter, is there a reason why you stole Mr Pettigrew's chair?" Professor McGonagall asked.
James shrugged. "I wanted a foot rest." Laughter erupted from the classroom.
"Mr Potter, I don't see why you need a-" McGonagall started.
"Why? Does your foot hurt, James?" Remus rubbed his hip.
"Yeah, it's called 'Quidditch's Foot.' " James snorted, emitting another round of laughter from the students.
"Then I daresay you go to Madam Pomfry, Potter." McGonagall said. "Now please give Mr Pettigrew back his chair, so Mr Lupin can sit in his."
James sighed and took his feet off his chair. "Here you go, Peter."
"No! Professor, I don't his feet germs on my chair!" Peter cried.
"OH, FOR THE LOVE OF-"
"YES!" Sirius jumped up in his chair. The whole class turned to him, "I did the spell! Look, Professor!"
And sure enough the one metal cage was now a silver goblet.
"Does this mean Gryffindor gets some House points, Professor? Since, Remus did the spell perfectly once and now Sirius did the spell perfectly again." And who can't fall for James' sweet boyish smile? Exactly.
A/N: In the process of sparknote-ing a bunch of Poe stories, and looking up pictures of James and Oliver Phelps, I put this story up. When boredom ensues, I either write, read, or there are always picture of some red-head British famous Harry Potter twins to look at :P. And apart from that, decorating my room! Whoo! Hope this story made you laugh, smile, or just shake your head. Laugh and smile forever! (Btw Laughter means: the manifestation of joy or mirth. Thus! you were enjoying reading this story :) )
good luck with life-Hey Btw Bittersweet x, does all this ring a bell for you from last year in a particular class? Ah, Good times.