A/N: I'm just going to say, right off the bat here, that the main characters of this (and some of the minor ones) are based on real people in my real life (including myself) and real friendships that I have. That said, I've taken these real people and put them into a fantasy world and so the resulting story is entirely fictional. This came about for the benefit of David, Lisa, Nick and myself, but that's not to say you can't enjoy it if you're not one of us. Essentially, it's a look into what it'd be like for us non-Gryffindors at Hogwarts during the Marauders-era, and I hope you could enjoy my (hopefully) interesting take on it.

Disclaimer: Queen Rowling is the reason this exists.


Prologue

Caitlin Eastborne to David Watanuki
August 15th, 1976

David (and Nick and Lisa who are no doubt there as well),

Paris is lovely, as always. You'd think the Eiffel Tower and the Louvre and the Arc de Triomphe and the French food would get boring by the third summer spent here, but it doesn't.

Sorry, I promised to stop bragging didn't I?

Jackson says hi. He looks forward to seeing everyone again next summer. He's got a new boy he's talking about bringing with him, but I can never tell when he's fully committed to a relationship, or if it's just another one of his flings. I hope he's committed to this one; Connor (he's from Canada, go figure) is in his last year at Beaubaxtons and he's particularly talented at household charms. I've learnt a lot from him though I don't see it coming in handy for me anytime soon. Jackson on the other hand …

Anyway, I'll be back in a few weeks and then we can make the most of the last fleeting days of summer before we gallop towards our sixth year at Hogwarts. Not particularly looking forward to the increased workload but it will be nice to see the castle again.

I hope you guys are having fun without me. I expect to be informed of multiple prank plans when I get back (actually there's one I wanted to run by you guys that involves Mrs Norris and a donkey, but I wont go into detail now in case this is intercepted). Oh and I'm including a packet of these gorgeous biscuits from a new bakery just down from Jackson's place. Lisa, share.

With love and stuff,
Caitee.

P.S. I wasn't going to mention O.W.L results, but they're coming soon and I'm freaking out. I know I've failed Transfiguration, gah! So, yeah, a little reassurance in your reply wouldn't go astray …

David Watanuki to Caitlin Eastborne

August 17th, 1976

Caitee,

You probably failed everything. You might have to repeat fifth year. Don't worry; we'll still talk to you. Sometimes.

We say hi to Jackson too. Lisa, in particular, was quite enthusiastic about this Connor person so make sure he knows we say hi to him too.

Mrs Norris and a donkey? Definitely excited to hear about that one.

Shay had a party a few days ago; Lisa and Nick dragged me to it. We spent most of the night laughing at drunk people from the corner, so it actually turned out pretty fun. You'll be glad to know a certain bookish Marauder asked Nick about how you were going in France. I'll give you a minute to freak out but I hope you actually read the rest of this letter. Also, if you spend your whole next letter asking me for a run down on exactly what he said, I'll send you a howler.

Speaking of Nick, he spent a particularly large amount of time talking to Lily Evans at the party, which is a little suspicious. He's looking over my shoulder right now saying "NOTHING HAPPNED!" Which sounds like something happened to me.

Now he's gone off in a huff, heh.

Lisa told me to tell you those biscuits were amazing. She did share; in fact she may have forced a few more than I wanted down my throat. They were pretty good though. She just read the beginning of my letter and told me to tell you that you probably did amazingly in your O. and you have nothing to worry about. I told her she should just write her own letter but she said that would be a waste of paper.

Nick's back, he feels left out. He can't think of anything to add though, so I'm going to leave it there.

See you soon!
David.

Caitlin Eastborne to David Watanuki

August 19th, 1976

David,

I hate you. I hope you know that. I mean, I love you really, but I hate you.

I'm going to spend the next paragraph freaking out about Remus talking to Nick about me. It's going to be pretty pathetic so feel free to skip it (though, if you'd like to answer some of my questions that's fine too).

OH MY MERLIN HE ASKED ABOUT ME? WHAT DID HE SAY? HOW DID HE KNOW I WAS IN FRANCE? WHAT DID NICK SAY? AHHHHHH!

Okay, I'm done.

So, Nick and Lily aye? Definitely sounds like there's something going on there. I will investigate when I get home.

Tell Lisa she's more than welcome to send me her own letter if she'd like, but it is just easier for me to reply to you all in one go. Whatever.

I shall return in about a week,

Caitee.

David Watanuki to Caitlin Eastborne

August 24th, 1976

Caitee,

I hate you too and stuff. Also I definitely did not read that paragraph so I cannot answer your questions. You shall live in constant wonder for the rest of your life, mwahaha.

Lisa just hit me on the arm. But you should know she made a joke before about you doing badly in Transfiguration cause you spent the whole class staring at Remus.

She just hit me again.

Anyway, you're going to be back in five days so anything else I have to say I can just tell you in person.

David.

P.S. It's Lisa. Nick told Remus about you going to France at the last prefect meeting of the year. Apparently he seemed interested. At the party, he was one of the few people who wasn't drunk (other than us—well, David and Nick) and just casually asked Nick if he knew how France was going for you. He said that as far as he knew, it was good and Remus just replied "cool". That was the extent of it.

P.P.S. It's Nick. You're welcome. Also, THERE'S NOTHING GOING ON BETWEEN LILY AND ME!