A/N: Thanks to all those, who have reviewed! Part 2, now up
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"James, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like Pete?"
"Well, um – I don't know..."
"He's practising, you idiot."
"Thank you, Padfoot!"
"What for?"
"What FOR? Padfoot, would you mind filling our little clueless friend in?"
"Sure thing, Prongs. – It's Quidditch, Pete."
"But...the game isn't until next Frid-"
"Exactly."
"But, surely you should be doing something else and-"
"...and what, Wormtail?"
"Well, stop playing with the Snitch..."
"Wormtail, you're as bad as Moony sometimes."
"Which reminds me Prongs, where is our furry little friend?"
"Library."
"..."
"...What, again?"
"Yes Padfoot, again. – As Remus would say, when in doubt-"
"...go to the Library."
"Ah, so you've heard it before."
"Prongs, we're best mates with the guy. We share a dorm with him!"
"...Point."
"Honestly mate, where's your brain today?"
"I always liked the colour blue..."
"..."
"What?"
"Blue, you know – the colour. Sheesh.."
"Prongs, what is wrong with y- ...Oh."
"Evans."
"Yes, thank you Pete."
"Sorry, I was just saying..."
"Well don't."
"She is looking fierce, today."
"Prongs, don't go there..."
"Maybe I should – "
"No..."
"Hey Evans! Looking hot, today!"
"...Ugh, there he goes again."
"Will he ever learn?"
"I doubt it Wormtail, I doubt it."
"What up guys?"
"Moony!"
"Wait. Where's Prongs?"
"Evans..."
"Oh, right."
"You look a little miffed, mate."
"Yeah..."
"Book are bad for your health, I keep telling you..."
"It's not the books, Padfoot."
"Then...?"
"It's the full moon, tonight."
"Mm – I thought you looked at little haggard."
"Not funny, Padfoot. Will you guys be there?"
"What do you take us for, Moony? Course we will!"
"Good."
"Sh-should I go and get Prongs, before he embarrasses himself anymore?"
"Nah, Wormtail. You'd probably just embarrass him further. I'll go..."
" M'kay, Sirius."
"..."
"Have you got your wand, Pete?"
"Yes...why?"
"I think Prong's head will need deflating, by the time Padfoot brings him over."
"You're not serious are you?"
"...Sarcasm, Pete. Sarcasm."
"Right."
"..."
"So, how'd it go Prongs?"
"Moony, mate! Y'know I really think she's warming to me. Wouldn't you say Padfoot?"
"Mmm, what? Yes, your charms are about as useful as a chocolate teapot."
"See guys! I told you it'd work!"
"Yes, I can tell Prongs."
"Thanks Moony."
"...Sirius, did you say chocolate?"
"Not now, Pete."
"But I am hungry..."
"You've just had lunch!"
"Well..."
"Wormtail, drop it."
"...Sorry."
"Hey, it's not your fault that you've got a bottomless pit for a stomach."
"Thanks?"
"No problem."
"ANYWAY – Moony, Sirius, Pete, I feel in the matchmaking mood."
"Ugh...not again."
"Now, now – don't roll your eyes Moony."
"But last time – "
"Was a disaster?"
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Padfoot."
"Oh, trust me Prongs. You don't need any more confidence..."
"...As I was saying, I have a plan."
"..."
"Get ready for the onslaught, boys."