A/N: First of all, thank YOU, THANK YOU, for the 10000 hits on my last story, the A-Z on Lily and James! I LOVE YOU ALL.
Funny, I went back to school and these plot bunnies breed like crazy in my head.
Disclaimer: The Marauders belong to JK, the drama lessons courtesy of my drama teacher.
Drama Lessons: Marauders Style
Prologue
Inside the red, brightly lit Gryffindor common room, three fifth-year boys were sitting by the fireplace.
"I'm bored," the handsome boy with messy black hair groaned, hands still fumbling with the snitch he had stolen.
"Prongs, more, more!" another short, brown haired, but rat-like boy said eagerly, not taking his eyes off the flying golden ball.
"Oh," the last boy looked up from the book he was reading, and absentmindedly brushed off his sandy hair from his face. "I thought you'd go after a certain Miss Evans?"
James Potter stared at Remus Lupin in the face, dropping the snitch, "After what happened today? No, I don't think so…"
"Ah, the young love," sighed Remus, half humored half sorry for his friend. Another 'incident' had happened still, and Lily wouldn't even look at James.
He opened his mouth, starting to say something, but was interrupted by a loud thud. The landing of Sirius Black, the ladies' man of the group…
"Hey y'all," he greeted, jovial as always, "Why the long faces?" Sirius looked from face to face.
There was a pause before Sirius spoke again, changing his topic. "Guess we need something to take our minds of the gloomy stuff, huh?" He produced a sheet of paper.
"You're not serious about—" Remus gaped, in shock.
"What McGonagall told us this morning—" James continued.
"Of joining the clubs? Yes," Sirius spread the sheet carefully on the carpet, as if it were a map leading to a treasure chest, Peter leaning in to look. "Says here that we need to join at least one of them this year, Moony, hear that? And….have to sign up before, wait, what's the time?" Looking up at the clock hanging on the red wall, Sirius frantically scribbled on a sheet of parchment. "We have one hour left, Merlin! Let's just go to the house board!"
"Pads," Remus said wearily, turning back to his book, "I don't know which—"
"Club to join?" Sirius added again, standing up, "then follow! Lots of interesting clubs out there, who knows? And it's one way to meet girls," he winked at Remus, who rolled his eyes. "But get this, we're all joining the same one, okay?"
"Sure," James agreed, following Sirius and calling, "C'mon Moony, Wormtail," the reluctant Remus and eager Peter walked after nevertheless.
"Look," Sirius pointed out, "We could join the Quidditch club, what about it, Prongs?"
"Nah," James was staring at the Apparating Club's poster, "I'm already in the team, so that gets me nothing."
"Aw, I was thinking…" Peter trailed off, while Remus said nothing.
Suddenly a certain poster grabbed James's attention, making him grab his quill and unconsciously scribbled on the sign up list.
"What are you doing?" asked Sirius, moving closer, "THE DRAMA CLUB?" he mouthed the words in disbelief.
"Are you crazy, Prongs?" Remus was puzzled, "I'm certainly not dancing in leotards. Or acting…."
"You—You are serious?" Peter stammered, unsure of James's choice.
But James didn't even think a second about their complaints…or the reasons he should NOT join. There was only one and one reason important to him. One name on the fifth spot of the list, to be precise, the name that read…
Lily Evans.
A/N: Short, I know, but next chapters will be better, promise. This is just the beginning. Just imagine Remus smoking….or Sirius and James flirting…(no slash, of course,)! ;)
I'd love to hear what you think,
Love you all,
Your ever humble fanfic writer :)
