Discalimer: Anything you recognises from the wonderful Harry potter series does not belong to me but J.K.Rowling. However the rest is mine.

I hope you enjoy my second ficlit about the Marauders and the quizzes they find in Wizarding magazines. And yes, these are real quiz answers and the real answers I got when entering said character's name and possible answers. Quizzes from RumandMonkey.

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Quizzes: Sirius and the Force

"I have never read such bullshit in all my life!" Sirius exclaimed holding the magazine away from him as if the answer would somehow change from a distance.

"Maybe if you read more there wouldn't be so much bullshit." Remus suggested lightly from his bed where he was adjusting he Potions essay.

Sirius scowled his famous Black scowl before throwing the magazine on the bed in front of him and stretched out yawning like dog would after an afternoon nap. It was a warm Saturday afternoon; Sirius and Remus were in their dormitory while James was at Quidditch practise with Peter (who would be in the stands watching). Sirius sighed heavily and turned over dramatically onto his side and glared at Remus. Right now, he wanted to be outside, sitting by the lake and relaxing, but no, Remus wanted to finish his essay and he couldn't do it outside because it was 'too windy'. Sirius rolled his eyes, pathetic.

"You could go out by yourself Sirius if you are that bored." Remus muttered not moving his eyes from the parchment in front of him.

"But then I'd be on my own and surrounded by girls…"

"And there was me thinking that was a good thing in your mind."

"It is, but I don't feel like it today."

It was Remus's turn to roll his eyes. Now he got it, Sirius wanted him to ask him about the magazine and the 'bullshit' as his friend had so tenderly put it. He sighed.

"So what is it that you have read that is such bullshit?" Remus asked putting down his quill and parchment and turning to Sirius who was now lying across his bed feet dangling off one side and his head and arms off the other.

Like magic at Remus' words Sirius practically jumped up from his position swirled to face Remus the magazine somehow in his hands again. "Look." Sirius said thrusting the magazine at Remus. Remus took it and read:

How scary are you?

Your ideal pet: A big barking dog.

When you grow up, you want to be: Sexy

For Halloween, you'd prefer to be: Something furry… :D

Your favourite colour is: Red! Go Gryffindor!

In school, you: One of the cool kids everyone wants to know

Someone really screwed you over. You: Totally prank them. No one screws over the great Sirius Black; Sex God.

Do you make fun of fat people? Snort

The last time you made someone cry was: Never. I am a Gryffindor… raw!

While trying hard not to laugh at some of Sirius's answers, I mean hello? 'Something furry…'? What was that about? And as for 'a big barking dog' so cliché.

"What about it Sirius?"

"Look at the answer."

You Are Scary: You even scare scary people sometimes!

"And?" Remus questioned again, he saw nothing wrong with the answer.

"I am a Black."

"Well done Sirius…"

"A Black I tell you through and through!" Sirius cried out in despair, "Even the quiz says so. 'You even scare scary people.' Bellatrix does that! I am a Black!"

Oh… now Remus got it.

"I am destined to be marked down as Black forever! I might as well go and get that bloody skull tattooed onto my arm and start snogging Voldermort's shoes!" Sirius said rather melodramatically. "I might as well hand myself over now to the Dark side of the Force."

"That's Star Wars Sirius…"

"Meh." Sirius shrugged his attitude changing instantly as he contradicted Remus. "Same difference really." And then as quickly as he had come out of it he was soon moping around the bedroom muttering about how he was soon to be forced into abiding Voldermort's every word.

Remus rolled his eyes and picked up his quill again. Honestly, Sirius could be so theatrical at times it was unbelievable.

Fifteen minutes later Remus had finished retouching his essay and Sirius was still moping around depressed that he was 'scary'. It was then the James burst in, compete with broomstick, extremely messy hair, mud covered robes and Peter. He was grinning wildly… apparently the Quidditch practise had gone well (Jason and Murphy hadn't had a punch up over who had the better swing and who has the hardest hit with their Beaters Bats).

"Good practise then?" Remus asked stretching.

"Yup!" James said before turning his attention to Sirius who was pouting sourly and looked ready to murder someone. "What's up Padfoot?" he asked.

"Don't as-" Remus began, but too late.

"I am evil! And I am destined to be a Death Eater and join the Dark-side of the Force!" Sirius cried out turning to James grabbing the front of his robes and shaking him.

"You're what?!" James said, taking his friend totally seriously. "But you can't." he began shock filling his voice, "You're a Gryffindor… you broke away from your family… you can't go back now and leave me!" he said desperately.

"I know." Sirius shook his head sadly. "But I am evil. I mean, I am so evil that I make scary people scared. Like Bellatrix does." He sniffed loudly before collapsing on his bed. "I am doomed!"

James sat down too, slightly shocked. This couldn't be happening to him. Why was his best friend going to desert him for Bellatrix why was he going to… hang on a second? Where the hell had Sirius got this information from anyway and why was Remus sitting there so calmly with a smirk on his face? Was this some stupid prank they were trying to pull on him, wasn't it?

He looked across at Sirius… no, even Sirius wasn't that good an actor (he was currently running his hand through his hair in a frustrated way making it messy and knotted. Sirius would never do that unless he was serious). Glancing across at Remus again he spotted the magazine next to him and the filled out quiz in Sirius's hand writing. How could he be so stupid? How could he fall for it twice? First with Evans and now Sirius.

"Sirius. You do know these quizzes are a load of rubbish don't you?"

"Huh?" Sirius looked up confused.

"Yeah. I mean they aren't truthful or nothing."

"Really?" he asked hopefully.

James rolled his eyes. "Nope. Evans did one before Christmas. Said she was going to die before the age of 17 and be eaten by Pigmies."

"You mean the Dark Force controlled pigmies to eat her?! But I though she was downstairs..."

James hit his head on the post of his bed. "No. I mean they don't tell the truth or Evans would be dead and eaten by now. Which she isn't." he added, a slight grin forming over his handsome features at the thought of Lily and her beautiful red hair and the evil glare she saved just for him...

"Ohh…"

"Oh indeed." Remus said, "Which is what I've been saying. You are not evil. And you are not a 'Black' but a Marauder!"

"Oh!"

James and Remus rolled there eyes at each other.

"So I am not like Bellatrix?"

"NO!"

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Okay, I had to write this. The idea popped into my head of James falling for it again, so this had to be written. Hope you liked it. –grin- More on it's way soon...

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