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And Then They Danced

Prologue:

I remember being at Hogwarts. The Marauders, the most irritating, yet the most gorgeous guys in school. Snape, who had a 'thing' for me. Ew. And, most importantly, my best mates, Lily Evans and Grace Johnson. My name is Victoria Naomi Peterson, member of the class of 1977. Before you kill me, listen to this story. Please. Even if you are a Death Eater, you can at least have the decency to let me fulfill my final wish, can't you?

-Victoria Peterson, 12th December, 1980

Chapter 1: Sherlock

Well, you see, I was in Gryffindor, and therefore had all of my classes with the Marauders. By the Marauders, I mean James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. And, to my dismay at the time, Remus had, according to gossip, a 'ginormous crush' on me. James had even bigger crush on Lily. He asked her out on, well, a daily basis, only to be rejected time after time. He was a bit vain, yes, but was all in all a nice guy.

I remember distinctly the first day of seventh year…

"Lily! Grace!" I shouted halfway across the train. It was hard to miss two of my best friends, one with bright red hair, and the other taller than most boys.

I'm pretty sure you can tell that the redhead is Lily. But, Grace Johnson was, well, a piece of work.

"Tori! Move out the way you shrimps!" Grace pushed past a group of rather frightened first years.

"Grace! You're Head Girl! You're supposed to be setting an example!" Lily was a bit motherly at times, yes, but in a good way. Soon, the two were next to me.

"So," I began, "how was your summer?"

"Ugh! Don't get me started…" Lily said with a scowl.

Grace grinned. "Oh, so it was that crappy?"

Lily gave Grace a thump on the ear. "Yes! Potter sent me a freaking letter every day."

Lily pulled out a bundle of letters from her purse. "Read," she commanded, pushing them to me.

Dearest Lily,

You know how much I miss you, and I'm almost positive that you miss me. Why don't we go out ("Humph!" "Lily, stop being so sour.") when school gets back in?

Love,

Your Love,

James

"AND EVERY ONE GOES ALONG THOSE LINES!!"

I, who had not looked up from the letter, heard a shatter, and saw a glass all over the floor. Grace was still grinning ear to ear, and Lily seemed to have smoke coming out of her nostrils.

"Well," I start, sensing Lily might break something else, "why don't we, erm, find a compartment?"

A now laughing Grace led Lily by the hand to a nearby compartment, opened it up, only to find the four faces we wanted to see the least staring up at us.

Grace's laughter stopped, and Lily just became madder. Peter kept stuffing his face, Sirius started to grin as Grace had been only moments earlier, James started to chuckle, and Remus went a bit red in the face.

"Welcome, ladies!" Sirius said, with grand arm movements. "An especially big welcome to Vicky!"

'Vicky' was what Sirius referred to me as.

Remus went a little redder.

As I already stated, it was gossip that Remus Lupin had a crush on me. I mean, a lot of guys found me, erm, attractive. I wasn't ugly. I had thick brown hair, brown eyes, a tan-ish complexion, and was fairly slim. Though, of the three of my friends, I was the plain one. Lily had her fiery red hair, emerald green eyes, and was, too, fairly slim. It was Grace, though, that looked like a model. At 6'4", she was taller than quite a few boys, and had curves that she flaunted. With black hair, big, blue eyes, and extremely fair skin, many called her the most beautiful girl in school.

"So, what do you fine ladies need from us?" Sirius was still grinning, "Have you, dare I say it, come to enjoy our companionship?"

"Put a lid on it, Black," Grace snapped. She went even deeper in.

"You don't like me very much, do you, Gracie?" Sirius said gleefully.

"Good detective skills, Sherlock." I murmured.

Everyone but Lily turned and looked at me.

"Sherlock?" James wondered aloud. "Who the hell is Sherlock?"

I then heard a banging sound from behind me. I turned around and noticed that Lily was banging her head against the wall. Lovely.

In the meantime, Grace was fuming. She loathed being called 'Gracie'.

"We'll be off," I said hastily, before Grace could hurt someone, and before Lily could give herself brain damage.

"Bye, Victoria," Remus said quietly.

"YEAH, BYE VICKY, GRACIE, AND LILS!!!!!"

Grace was talking quietly to herself, and the words, "Stupid Black…die before year is out."

We found a vacant compartment, and I gazed out the window. This should be an interesting year.

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