A/N I finally got around to rewriting this chapter, as I despised it. No major changes affecting the whole story were made. Also, Peter will be coming into the story later.

Disclaimer: I don't own a Very Potter Sequel or anything though that would be totally awesome. I don't own Harry Potter either, otherwise I wouldn't be writing fanfiction would I?

Three of the four marauders were lounging in the Room of Requirement, with nothing to do. Christmas break had come and Sirius Black, James Potter, and Remus Lupin were staying at Hogwarts that year.

"I wish we had something to do!" groaned James, lying down on a red couch repeatedly releasing and catching a golden snitch. "There's no one even here to prank! Why did my parents have to go off to Egypt without me? Peter got to go home!"

"I don't know James," said Remus. "It's really not that bad here during Christmas! The feast is great and everything!" Remus was relaxing with a good book on a comfortable armchair. Although, it wasn't very relaxing with James and Sirius complaining about their boredom every few minutes.

"I just wish we had something to do! Someone to prank!" Sirius shouted. "We can't even prank Snape because Prongs wants to stay on Lily's good side after finally getting her to date him!" James began to protest, but Remus just shook his head.

"Well," said Remus thoughtfully. "We're in the Room of Requirement; why not ask the room for something interesting?" James and Sirius gaped at him. Why hadn't they thought of that?

"Okay!" they exclaimed together and raced towards the door. "Come on, Moony! Hurry up!" The werewolf smirked at their impatience and began moving as slowly as possible towards the door, before James and Sirius grabbed him and dragged him from the room quickly. James and Sirius released Remus as soon as they had completely exited the Room.

"Okay," said James, "I'm just going to ask it for something interesting to do." He walked in front of the blank wall, eyes closed tightly and muttering. A small, nondescript door appeared from nothing and the three seventeen year olds rushed inside, barely avoiding trampling each other. The room was empty except for a single couch seated in front of a desk. Two armchairs curved around the desk to the right of the couch and a single armchair to the left.

A gray, boxlike thing with a black screen sat on the desk. A board with letters and numbers covering its surface sat in front of it. On top of the board was a piece of parchment with a note scrawled on it.