The Marauders were lazing around their living/dining room of their shared apartment in Bristol, it was late morning and James was flicking through the Daily Prophet while Sirius and Peter played exploding snap. Remus was curled up in an armchair watching the game.
"Geese, guys listen to this nonsense, 'New Head of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures passed a new law yesterday afternoon. All werewolves are to turn themselves in to be kept in solitary confinement or be executed. This is to stop the savage beasts from spreading their disease. We sat down with the new Head, Miss Fiona Lidister to talk about this new law. We asked her why has this law been imputed? To which she replied, "It should have been put in place as soon as the Ministry opened. Werewolves are dangerous beasts roaming our communities and are a danger to everyone they meet. They only exist to bite and kill," which led to our next question 'Why do you have such a grudge against them?' Once again she gave a simple answer. "My brother was savagely killed by a werewolf ten years ago,"
A list of all werewolves known to the ministry has been released to the public as well as Information on recognizing Werewolves and what to do if you ever encounter one. A group of Aurors are prepared to hunt down any werewolves who don't hand themselves in. More information to come," James read aloud, each of the other Marauders reacted differently. Sirius hammered his fist on the table letting loose a string of very colourful words to describe this new law. Peter looked horrified and Remus simply went pale.
"What?"
"You're officially wanted by the Ministry mate," James said and Remus sunk into the armchair he was siting on with his hands over his face.
"No, no, no, no, no!" Peter squealed. James suddenly jumped up and went to his owl.
"I'm owling Dumbledore for a word to help sort this out,"
"If the Ministry reads it we're dead,"
"I'm just gonna ask him to pop over for an important chat,"
"Okay," Remus replied. James walked over to his owl, patted him before grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill. He started to write.
'To Professor Dumbledore
Sorry to disturb you but Remus, Sirius and myself would like to have a word to you about a new issue concerning one of us. I would add Peter but he is in too much shock to possibly talk any time soon. Please make contact whenever you can.
Sincerely,
James Potter,'
After he finished and folded it up and attacked it to his owls leg.
"Take this to Professor Dumbledore at Hogwarts please," he asked the owl and he hooted before flying off. "Well I just sent a letter off to Dumbledore, now who would like some Butter beer to brighten the mood?" James asked, acting like one of his best friends wasn't about to be hunted by the Ministry.
"Is now the best time?"
"It takes our mind off the subject at hand,"
"Prongs start pouring, I'm ready to drink a bucketload of that stuff," Sirius announced as he sat down in James's absent seat.
"Well I guess I have to now sense you have taken my seat," James replied before heading off into the kitchen of there shared flat.
"Padfoot what do we do if the Ministry finds me before Dumbledore gets here,"
"Stall? Attack?"
"Yeah because adding your names to the wanted list is a brilliant idea,"
"I'm already on the Death Eater wanted list, another list isn't gonna be too bad,"
"They can't throw you in Azkaban,"
"True but they can do worse things, also I bet they're gonna use this public list to find werewolves and offer them so called 'safety' in Voldemort's power,"
