James' Graduation Speech
James Potter stepped up to the podium and looked nervously at the mass of faces surrounding him, smiling at the few he knew. He wasn't up to this, he didn't want to do this. He was never shy too play Quidditch in front of the whole school, and he was constantly putting up signs praising himself and the rest of the Marauders. But this, this was weird and scary. This was meant for Sirius, not for him.
"Before doing anything else at Hogwarts, I counted how many days until graduation. It turned out that, with Christmas and Easter breaks, I had 2,128 days to go. It was all I could think about for seven years. I thought about all of the bad things I would leave behind, detention, homework, teachers, and Slytherins."
"MR. POTTER!" Professor McGonagall boomed.
"Sorry, Minnie, but there isn't much you can do to stop me, now."
"Hell yeah!" Sirius yelled. The audience tittered.
Minerva sighed. She knew when she was beaten. Besides, she always had a soft spot for the Gryffindors of their year. Not that she'd ever admit, of course.
"Anyways, I thought of all of the good things I could do when I left. Like, well, magic, whenever I wanted. But it never occurred to me about all of the good things I would miss. Like my friends, and all of the good times. Even the teachers ... that didn't favor the slimy Slytherins."
"HEY!" yelled the Potions professor.
"Hey! I happen to like teachers that favor Slytherins," yelled Snape.
"You would. Anyways, Hogwarts was the greatest place you could spend seven years of learning in. Of course, some years were more interesting than others, and I pity next years first years. The poor dears will never learn the joys of schooling with the Marauders."
"OH YEAH! GO US! MARAUDERS RULE AND YOU KNOW IT!" Sirius, Remus, and Peter yelled.
"Finally – " James started.
"It's over! Hallelujah!" several Slytherins yelled.
"I would like to thank Albus Dumbledore for being the best Headmaster ever, Professor McGonagall for not expelling us, and the Slytherins, for being too stupid and greasy to avoid our pranks." James concluded.
"Hey! It's not greasy, it's shiny!" Snape yelled.
"Duh, we're not morons, are we Lucius?" Crabbe and Goyle asked.
"Yeah you are." Lucius snapped.
James walked of stage, breathing a sigh of relief, stopping to hug Lily as she made her way to the podium.
(A/N: That was just terrible, wasn't it? It's been in my head for so long I had to get it out. I didn't want to publish it, but this will torture me for the rest of my life if I don't. ::Gets fireplace ready for flames and sighs:: Review.)