Hello! Look who's back! I decided to upload the first chapter of the sequel a bit sooner then planned, just because i'm completely bored and managed to get hold of a computer. So here it is!

BTW! - IF YOU HAVEN'T READ 'THE FIVE MARAUDERS' YOU PROBABLY WON'T UNDERSTAND THIS STORY. READ THAT FIRST!

New story, new disclaimer - I do not own Harry Potter (though i wish i did) or most of the song lyrics, poems or any other stuff of that kind you might find.

The Five Marauders, Year Three

Chapter 1

Hey! I'm Jamie. I'm thirteen years old and most people would probably say I'm completely mental. I have a few amazing friends who you will be reading about if you decide to stick with the story of my life. Lucky you.

I'll start off with telling you a bit about myself: I am a total tom-boy who cannot stand the colour pink, most of my friends are boys and my first year at Hogwarts was the most unusual.

I made friends with some awesome guys on my first day there and together we spent most of the year causing mischief and anarchy all around the large castle. However, no matter how fun that part of the year was, the other part made the year into one of the worst I've suffered in my life. The reason for this is that just before Christmas, I've been kidnapped by the world's evillest wizard. For about a week I've been starved and tortured, eventually ending with me being hit with a nonuple cruciatus curse, thanks to which I became immune to pain. I was then saved by my friends, James and Sirius, along with professor Dubledore and a bunch of other wizards. The next day, after my miraculous escape from hell, I was back at my beloved castle, only to be attacked again, but this time by a bunch of Slimy Slytherins. I was hit with some kind of curse which created deep cuts all over my body, which according to healers, will scar forever. And then, when I thought the year could not get worse, I was proven wrong when I was informed of the death of my parents, both killed by the hand of none other but Lord Voldemort. I fell into pretty deep depression for just over a month. What ended the depression however was a (at the time) twenty-year-old woman by the name of Ivy Brooke, best friend of one of my brothers, and the fiancé of his twin brother. Yep, that's right, Michael finally proposed! But more on that later since I bet you're wondering how Ivy managed to get me out of depression. Basically, after some convincing form my best friends' side, Ivy decided to take me under her wing as some people could call it, and ever since I've been living with her. Oh Yeah! And it turned out I'm a seer!

So my first year at Hogwarts was not very normal, but I was always happy about one outcome of the year: My previously mentioned, amazing friends. You might be wondering who this happy bunch are, so I guess it's about time I introduced them:

Peter Petigrew – Plump, average hight, a bit mousey looking boy. First met on the Hogwarts Express during my first journey to Hogwarts. REALLY likes to eat. The object of a lot of teasing. Funny at times, but pretty shy. Personal Thoughts – Although some people might think me weird for being friends with him, I definitely like Peter. I find myself protecting him from all the teasing directed his way, just as if he was the little brother I never had. And never will...

Sirius Black – The hottest thirteen-year-old I've ever laid eyes on. First met at the age of ten during the quidditch world cup. My best friend ever since. Extremely funny, but has the dirtiest mind a thirteen-year-old could possibly possess. Already had about five girlfriends since the start of Hogwarts. One of Gryffindor's beaters. Already has a fanclub full of girls... Personal thoughts- SEXY BEAST! Although he tries to keep his 'casual hot' image, I personally know that although slightly possessive, inside he's nice, caring and protective, especially when it comes to his friends. I wouldn't trade his friendship for anything.

James Potter- Second hottest of my friends. Met through Sirius during a meeting in Diagon Alley at the age of eleven. Has a terrible obsession over a girl. Has a habit of running a hand through his unruly black hair, which no matter how much he tries, cannot be tamed. Another one of Gryffindor's chasers. Top three hobbies: Stalking what he insists will be his future wife, playing quidditch and bullying Snape along with Sirius. Personal thoughts- Terribly hilarious, but only when not bullying Snape. Very protective of his friends.

Remus Lupin-Quite good looking. Can be funny, but prefers to act like a insufferable know it all most of the time. Treats me like a little sister. Disappears once a month and thinks we don't notice. One of Gryffindor's chasers. Personal thoughts – The best friend anyone could with for. The most caring, not to mention smartest, out of all five of us.

Together the five of us are known as 'The Five Marauders'.

Other these four boys, I have one more best friend...

Lily Evans – Terribly nice, best friends with Snape, the object James' obsession. Very beautiful girl from a muggle family. First met on the Hogwart's Express. Personal thoughts –One of the few girl I've managed to befriend. The smartest person I know (Well... Maybe apart from Remy...). She knows more about magic and is much more talented then most of the purebloods in the school.

I'm also on quite friendly terms with my other dorm mates: Alice, Leila and Mary. As well as the boys' dorm mate, Frank (How could I not be? I spend more nights in the boys' dorms then the girls'). However, not everyone loves me. There are many haters who... well... hate me. Mainly most of the Slytherin house. But there is one in particular...

The relationship Lucius Malfoy and I share is not pleasant. Not at all. The way he feels towards me is far from positive. He hates me not the way someone would hate broccoli, or the way a child could hate someone who took away their favourite toy. His hate is much worse. He hates me the way he wouldn't mind killing me. And might I say, he and his Slytherin friends almost succeeded in that task. And all that is because of a little innocent prank I pulled on the beloved Slytherin house along with the other marauders and another friend of mine, Peeves the poltergeist.

Now, my second year at Hogwarts wasn't as adventure filled as my first one. It was mainly spent by pranking and annoying the devil out of the new Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher (Ivy asked Dumbledore to move her down a rank into something like a teaching assistant, since she decided she was too young to suffer the stress a full-time teacher has to go through). Professor Cold-heart was just as cruel and evil as his name. He was a man in his mid-forties who was so obviously a Slytherin that anyone who said otherwise would probably be called mad. He would go around giving points to the Slyths for the littlest things, same as taking them away from the Gryfs.

In fact, the five of us lost around three-hundred points each from him, but we managed to earn them back by actually working in classes we did well at like transfiguration or charms.

Other then annoying Sir Evil, the five of us went to the quidditch try-outs to try out for the positions of the four guys players who graduated Hogwarts, and I won't lie, most of us did spectacularly well. 4/5 of us ended up on the team. So during our second year at Hogwarts, the team consisted of The fifth-year Alfonso Young, James and Remus as chasers, Sirius and I as beaters, Sixth-year Harry Tone with the position of Keeper, third-year Margaret McGonagall as seeker and finally the reserve, a fourth-year called Francis Grove. Peter, not making the team, succeeded when trying out for the new commentator.

My favourite day of the year was definitely when James and Sirius started the massive food fight to entertain Peter when he confessed he was bored. Peter, Remus and I joined in with the fight without any thought and soon enough the rest of the school joined in. This, of course, excluding the head boy and girl, the teachers, Lily Evans, some proud Slytherins and some Ravenclaw chicks who ran out of the hall screaming and covering their hair. The whole war lasted few minutes , during which the Gryffindors ganged up agains the Slytherins with the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs stuck in the middle, and finally concluded when an enraged McGonagall got hit with a chicken leg in the face causing the appearance of a big, black bruise on her right cheek, and a months worth of detention for James and Sirius. But that's not all! Guess what Minnie made them do! They were sent to work at the kitchens, but what she didn't know was that Remus, Peter and I knew how to get there too. We spent hours teasing the boys about the uniforms they were forced to wear and annoyed them by ordering them to get us the strangest foods like a sock-burger or a burnt fish that was sat on for exactly thirty-seven seconds. You probably think they refused to bring those foods to us, but to their misfortune, they were constantly watched by the house-elf in charge, who forced them to comply to our requests.

So other then those little things, my second year was pretty uneventful. After all, nothing could beat the adventure of being kidnapped by Lord Baldemort.

But I'm definitely not complaining.

So here's the first chapter! What do you think? Love it? Hate it? Let me know xxx