Note Passing and Bets

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter. It all stays with the ever amazing JKR.

James

Lily

Sirius

Remus

Lily was bored. She cursed the Transfiguration course in Hogwarts. She sucked at it and double Transfiguration with McGonagall was worse. She allowed no nonsense and no one dared to sleep in her class. But unless Lily pulled herself together, that was what would happen.

As she was almost nodding off, something caught her attention. On the empty parchment in front of her, some words appeared in a messy handwriting.

'Alright Evans?'

'Go on. I know you're bored. Write on the parchment'

Wow. Was she dreaming? This looked like an impeccable note-passing technique. But she wasn't going to write back. No, Lily Evans, prefect, wasn't going to write back.

"Oh screw it!" she muttered as she picked up her quill.

'Potter! What did you do now?'

'Whoa! Evans how did you know it was me?'

'Oh please! Only the Marauders pass notes in transfiguration.'

That was true. The infamous Marauders never listened in class, yet got perfect grades in it.

'Why were you dozing off in class then?'

'That's none of your business. How are we doing this by the way?'

'DOING WHAT?' a new handwriting appeared on the parchment.

'Why the caps Padfoot?'

'What's going on between you and Lily-Flower then?'

'Nothing'

'Nothing'

'Nothing eh? I say you and Prongs were planning a broom closet adventure.'

'SOD IT BLACK! ME AND POTTER? NEVER!'

'Er...you forgot about hell freezing over'

'Thanks Potter. How are we doing this by the way?'

'We charmed the Gryffindor's parchments and gave each person a unique name. When that name is uttered, we can write to that person.'

'Wow! That is impressive.'

'Thank you Evans. I never thought you could compliment me.'

'SHAG'

'Shut up Padfoot!'

'Er...so what is my name?'

'BAMBI!'

'Padfoot!'

'Bambi? Why?'

'Trust me Lily, you wouldn't want to know this.' Another handwriting appeared.

'MOONY!'

'PADFOOT!'

'MOONY?'

'Stop using capitals Padfoot!'

'Moony? How could you? After all we have been through?'

'Been through what?'

'NO...'

'HeHe'

'Potter what is going on?'

'Nothing'

'Nothing? Oh how obvious'

'Ha...Lily-Flower is being sarcastic. Prongs you see that?'

'Padfoot?'

'Yes?'

'Shut it!'

Lily couldn't stop the little giggle which escaped her.

'Shit! McGonagall'

"POTTER! BLACK! EVANS! What are you three doing?" Professor McGonagall's shriek rent the quite classroom.

'Oh shit!' Lily thought as she stood up.

"Ah Minerva! We were doing a favour to you!" Sirius said cheekily.

"Favour?" she asked, her lips growing thin.

"Yes Minerva, my love! I am helping you win the bet!" Sirius declared.

"Bet? What bet?" a flustered McGonagall asked.

Lily narrowed her eyes in suspicion.

"Don't you remember love? The one you and Albus had with old Sluggy that Prongs and Lily-Flower will be together by the end of sixth year."

Silence fell in the class as Lily and James blushed a deep red and McGonagall's eyes widened in horror.

"What? How? How did you know?" She spluttered.

"I have my means." Sirius said with a cheeky wink.

"You need not worry by the way", he continued "they will be snogging in a broom cupboard at the end the class and you can collect the galleons from Sluggy."

At this the whole class burst out laughing except James, Lily and McGonagall.

A/N: So how was it? Please vent out your feelings and review!