Disclaimer: Never claimed to be JK, still not.

Yes. This story is sort of pointless. Yes, most of my stories ARE pointless. Just, basically, randomness of their Seventh year at Hogwarts. Only way to describe it, really. Have fun reading.

Chapter One;

"I'd like to point out, Mr. Moony, the next full moon is tomorrow night. Not tonight. You can still go to the party. Which is tonight. Not tomorrow." Sirius Black said, exasperated. Remus Lupin, the sandy-haired boy across from him, had been trying to come up with excuses on why he couldn't go to the ball tonight. And so far, all of his excuses had been turned down by Sirius.

"Well… I need my rest. You know how bad I get!" He said, tone soaked in annoyance. He didn't want to go, so he shouldn't be forced to go, even though he knew he'd loose this fight. The other Marauders always succeeded, somehow, to get him to go. Last time, they had levitated him by his ankle in the common room for two hours, until he gave in and told them he'd go.

"Moony. You are going. You can get rest after the full moon. We will levitate you to the Great Hall in your underwear if we must." He yelled, flapping his arms about his head in assurance. Even if he didn't need it. It was basically the Marauder way. They all went to the social gatherings, together, with dates meeting them at the gathering. It had always been that way, and probably always would be.

"Padfoot, don't you dare. I'll come. You three always get me to come in some form, no matter my reason. Unless it's a full moon." He said, sighing. He knew it. They always went together…

"PADFOOT, MOONY!" James Potter said from the doorway, after a resounding "bang" filled the semi-silence, as the portrait hit the wall before swinging shut again. Both boys in question looked up at their best friend, with Peter Pettigrew following behind him. Peter closed the door gently and silently after he was in the room.

"PRONGS. WHY ARE YOU YELLING?" Sirius yelled, louder then James had yelled. Once again, he flapped his arms about his head again, in emphasis, though James was too busy staring off into space to notice the arm flapping.

"You were the one yelling. I have to ask Evans today. Remus, what should I do so she says yes?" He asked, flopping down on the couch across from Sirius, next to Remus. Peter took a seat next to Sirius, staring at each one of the other Marauders in turn.

"Prongs, just… Be mature. And try not to ask her until dinner, because she'll be expecting you to ask her all day today." Remus answered, staring into space thoughtfully for a moment before actually answering. James looked like he was actually considering that idea. And then, to everyone's shock and horror, he agreed. He actually agreed.

"Okay. I'll give it a try. But if it doesn't work… It'll be Peter's turn to give me advice on how to make it work." He said, grinning at Peter. Peter looked at him, and his big, flashy, crooked grin spread across his features.

"So who are you three taking to the dance ball thing Dumbledore came up with?" He asked, staring directly at Sirius, knowing neither of the other two would have a date. At least, not yet, if they were even going to get one.

"I'm going with that friend of Lily's. Not Kaitlyn. She's going with Moony. That other one… Whatever her name is." Sirius said, shrugging and blinking. Remus' head snapped up, and James was gaping at him.

"What?" Remus yelped, staring at Sirius in exasperation. He hadn't agreed to go to the ball with anyone, let alone Kaitlyn. He actually liked Kaitlyn, so he wasn't about to go with her. He didn't want to weird out their friendship, plus, he didn't want anyone in danger from his disease. Including Kaitlyn.

"Oh. I must have forgotten to tell you, Moony. I heard her talking with Evans about how she wanted to ask you. So I told her you'd go with her. She was really excited when she left the common room with Evans." He said, shrugging once again.

"Paddy, the girl's name is Elizabeth. You know. Liz? The one on the Quidditch team with us. Who actually likes you, because we heard her talking to Flower about it that one time we were going outside on the full moon…?" Sirius' head snapped up as James mentioned that fact. He looked thoughtful for a moment. Then he opened his mouth to comment.

"Oh yeah. She did, didn't she? Well, I guess I'd better be more of a gentleman then. I guess I won't ditch her." Peter looked at Sirius curiously for a moment.

"You were going to ditch her?" He asked, his eyes wide. Peter had always disagreed with some of the their morals, but he normally didn't voice them and just shrugged them off. Honestly, Remus thought it was so he wouldn't be kicked out of the group. Remus, on the other hand, knew better. They had made the group for a reason, and that reason wasn't going anywhere. At least, not until a cure for lycanthropy was invented.

"For you guys, yeah. But Moony wouldn't ditch Anderson anyway. It's not his way." He said, shrugging. James sighed loudly from the couch.

"What if she says no? Then me and Wormy will get to roam around the dance, and do nothing. Except look bored. Nothing except looking bored." James said solemnly, staring at the ceiling, his feet dangling off the edge of the couch.

"Actually… I have a date." Peter said quietly from his little corner. Remus looked at him, aghast, while Sirius started choking on fake-water. James, on the other hand, fell off the couch in shock, and yelped "OUCH" rather loudly.

"Who?" Remus asked awkwardly, knowing that this was bad. Normally, him and Peter roamed the dance with James. But this time, he had a date. And so did Peter. That meant James would be by himself. And he didn't take being by himself very well. James took that moment to groan from the floor.

"Oh, woe is me. Woe is meeee. Moony, I'm gonna dieeee." He whined from the floor, assuming a position of faint, arm flung over forehead and all. Remus just snorted.

"Just do what I told you. She doesn't see the fact you're mature, and if you actually show her, then she'll-" Once again, the door to the common room opened and closed, this time much more quietly then before. Of course, the group entering the room wasn't being quiet, was, in fact, talking loudly like the boys had been doing a moment before. James, upon seeing the group, shot off the floor, assuming his abandoned seat on the couch. The girls had quieted down when they entered, after seeing who else was in the room, but conversation resumed between them slowly, as the black-haired one elbowed the red-head in the ribs. The boys had front row seats to their following conversation.

"Liz! What was that for?" Lily asked, scowling slightly.

"You know what it was for, perfectly well, too!" Liz said, grinning at her best friend. Lily sighed.

"No. I don't. Now leave me be." She said, still scowling, though barely managing to keep it that way.

"Liz, Lils. Let it be. Come on. We have that essay for Sluggie we need to do." Lily snorted, and the blonde next to her grinned.

"Yeah right, Kaitlyn. We all know you and Liz will be copying off of me and Lils. But she is right. We do need to work on that essay." Sara said, sighing.

"Duh. We all know that. We just didn't want to point it out. Now. Shall we?" Kaitlyn said, motioning to the corner of the room, where there was a cluster of chairs around a table. Lily looked at them curiously.

"Are we going to be doing the essay, or talking about…" Lily paused as she looked at the group of boys. "Girl stuff?" She finished, looking at the girls around her warily, knowing they would understand what had just been spoken. The three girls eyed the boys, but, instead of answering, just started to leave the room. Lily followed, before a shout from Sirius made them all pause.

"What girl stuff? About your dates and stuff?" They all turned back to look at the boys, and they all shared a secretive grin in reply. Liz answered.

"Yep. About the dance. Nothing else. Why would we be talking about-" She was dragged out of the room by three giggling girls, leaving the boys to wade through their confusion silently for a few moments.

"We should go listen to them with the cloak." Sirius suggested, already moving to the dorm. Remus immediately started protesting, and Peter looked forlornly around at the group. James was grinning, and Sirius was already in the dorm, and returning with the cloak.

"Let's go, everyone under!" He said, grinning. The few people in the common room didn't notice the group of four boys disappearing from the room entirely, or the entryway opening and closing with a soft click. No one was in the halls to here the soft click of their shoes, or their soft murmurs as they breathed, as everyone was at breakfast.

A/N:

Oohh. Cliff hangerr. You'll all live. If you want to know what happens next (and, believe me, I know. I already have the first ten pages of this typed out on word. ) then review. You know you want to. Yes. You do.