Summary: Adventures of the Marauders…. And James Potter's sister, Rella, because apparently girls can't be part of the Marauders… And Lily Evans because she's Rella's best friend and 'hates' James Potter… Of course, trouble ensues.

"Uh oh." Sirius Black was terrified. Of the wrath of James Potter. And, undoubtedly, the wrath of Aurelia Potter when she was finally free.

"Alright, Moony has distracted Evans by telling her about this book of his that he read. I have no idea what it's about, but its working. How come-"James broke off as he caught sight of his sister crumpled on the ground, while Sirius and Peter were at the top of the stairs, with looks of terror upon their faces, as they waited for what was to come.

"You threw my sister down the staircase! What kind of people are you! I thought you were my friends!"

"Well, to be honest, it was her fault," Sirius said.

"Her fault! She had her feet and wrists tied up! How can it have been her fault!"

"Jeez, Prongs, I have a very good explanation."

"Well?"

"It was Peter's fault."

"Sirius!" James growled.

"Okay, okay," said Sirius defensively, "she woke up and Peter dropped her legs and I dropped her head…"

"Alright, I'll carry her to the common room, without any help from you," James added as Sirius opened his mouth to offer. Sirius and Peter just nodded numbly and continued on their way. James leant down and pulled Rella in his arms fireman style.

"Uh," he grunted. She had definitely gotten heavier since last time he had done this.

When they finally reached their dormitory, James set her down on his bed. The bed next to his was Sirius's, which resembled more of a heap of duvet covers, pillows, and Honeydukes' chocolate. The wall around it was decorated with Gryffindor banners and pictures of his friends, as if he were trying to annoy his parents from afar. James' own bed was tidier, but only marginally. He, too, had pictures of his friends, and him and his sister on summer vacations wherever their parents decided to travel next. Remus' bed was on the other side of James' and was the neatest of them all. Bed covers and pillows were made and straightened, pictures around his bed were ordered, and the trunk next to his bed had no clothes hanging out, and all the clothes inside were all folded. Peter's bed looked like it had been made yesterday, before he had slept in it, but had gotten messier as the night wore on. Chocolate and sweeties were poking out underneath the bed, and he also had pictures of his friends. The last bed belonged to Frank Longbottom. His was tidy-ish, and had pictures of his own group of friends and his girlfriend, Alice.

"Will she be okay?" Sirius asked, he flopped down on his own bed and started flipping through a magazine, the picture of not caring.

"I don't know," James said testily, "And if she's not, it's all thanks to you."

Sirius didn't reply, and James started to check her over, unbinding her hands and feet. After half an hour of making sure that she was okay, James revived her.

"She's not going to be happy," James warned, "And I'll let her do whatever she likes to you."

"What?" Peter said, yet again. This was becoming his word of the day, "But she'll castrate us with a spoon!"

"Then that's your own fault, then, isn't it?" James replied.

"I thought you were my friend," Sirius said miserably, "Now, you're releasing the great Potter temper on us."

"That's not my problem," James said the, in Peter and Sirius's mind, awful, dreadful spell that woke Rella up.

"Uhh," was the first words she said, "YOU IDIOTS!" the next.

"We're sorry, really!" said Sirius, backing away from the bed where Rella was slowly getting up from.

"Sorry isn't good enough, Black!" she yelled.

"Then I'm really, really sorry!"

Rella just growled and launched herself at him. She managed to get at least two good punches in before Peter and James managed to pull her off.

"Let me go! He deserves it, the stinking, arrogant, DOG!" she was still resisting them until James locked her in the bathroom.

"OI! LET ME OUT YOU STUPID MARAUDERS!" Rella's voice was muted, but she was banging on the door.

"What's that supposed to do?" Sirius asked.

"It's so she can cool off before she murders you, Padfoot."

"Oh."

"Okay, let me out, I'm done," Rella's voice sounded through the door. James looked at Sirius, who was shaking his head doggedly.

"Okay," James said, enjoying the look on Sirius' face before he jumped under the bed.

Walking over to the door, James opened it up.

"Thank you," said Rella.

"Umm, you're welcome," James replied warily. She was unusually calm.

"Now, er, I'll go…" she made a dive for the door. James suddenly pieced it together and captured it quickly. She may be seeker, but he was chaser, James thought. She was trying to get away before they remembered the camera incident.

"I don't think so," James grinned wickedly and Sirius' head peeked out of his bed.

"But they dropped me down the stairs!" Rella whined.

"But you're okay, so it doesn't matter," James said. Once he saw that James had Rella detained, Sirius jumped out, and Rella glared at the sight of him.

"Okay, boys, it is time to leave our own message on the thing that they hid," James smirked. Sirius caught on quickly.

"Oh, this should be good. Of course, we have to let Hogwarts remember the Marauders when we have gone."

"Yes, Padfoot, that is exactly what I had in mind."

Looking at her brother and his friend, Rella could see the identical evil smirks on their faces. Oh dear, she thought, somebody help me!

He he, I hope you like it! Please tell me what you think and maybe give me some ideas for future possible plots ! I'm thinking time travel… hmm should be interesting…

Also, oh, what was I going to say… I forgot…

Wow.

Anyway, short chapter, a bit of a fuller, not that funny, but it's an update. I'll see you soon!