So, what with the titles coming in, I've decided that I'll put up a poll when I get around ten, and then narrow it down to three and have a poll between them. That seems fair, right?

Hope you enjoy!

Hermione looked skeptically at Sirius's hand, which was once again around her shoulders. Remus was in the same position, looking warily at his friend as he grinned at the two.

"So – bookworms! What's new today in the world of learning?" he questioned.

"Nothing," Remus answered slowly, eyes narrowing, "Padfoot, what - ?"

"I say that we need to welcome you to Hogwarts," Sirius turned to Hermione with a slow grin.

She arched an eyebrow dully at him, "I've already been at Hogwarts. I started when I was eleven, just like everybody else who has ever been to Hogwarts."

He faltered at that before continuing, "Well, not in a time when the Marauders are present!"

She pulled away from him as Remus began to lightly hit his face with his book. "Any pranks on me, Sirius Black, and I'll - !"

"No pranks, my dear," he grinned, although she wouldn't buy it, "Promise."

She frowned at him, grabbing her books and standing up before turning to Remus, "Whenever you want to try it is fine, I just have to write down the ingredients and instructions."

He grinned up at her, nodding, "Thank you."

She rolled her eyes, smiling back, "You don't have to thank me."

"Too bad, I think he's gonna," Sirius snorted.

She sighed before walking up the girls' staircase. Lily glanced back after her, a confused look on her face before sighing and getting ready to do her least favorite thing. Talk to the Marauders.

"Hey, do you know her?" she asked the two on the couch.

"No, who is she?" Sirius blinked at her.

Lily snorted and turned her attention onto Remus, "Where'd she come from?"

"I think she was homeschooled before," Remus answered, suddenly finding the cover of his book fascinating.

"But she's Muggleborn," Alice spoke up.

"I don't know," he frowned at the group of girls looking curiously at him.

Emmeline snorted, grinning over at him, "Oh please, Remus, you were practically ogling her the entire time she was sitting next to you in Potions! Surely you must know something about her!"

"I wasn't ogling her!" This was kind of a huge lie. He had been glancing back at Hermione quite a few times during class (if you asked Emmeline, she'd say that she counted twenty-three times, and that was only once she'd noticed) but only out of curiosity of what she was like, where she'd come from exactly, why she'd decided to help him. He didn't know much about her, and he was simply curious.

Alice giggled at this as Lily grinned and rolled her eyes, "No offense or anything, Remus, but – umm – you kind of were." Alice giggled again once he glared at her a little.

"Remus, a Flobberworm would've been able to see that you were totally checking her out," Emmeline laughed, dropping into the seat Hermione had just vacated. "Does our widdle Remy have a crush on the pretty girl?" she cooed, making Sirius chuckle at her.

"Stuff it, Vance, I do not," he argued as Alice and Lily followed their friend, Lily perched on the arm of the couch next to Emmeline as Alice sat on the coffee table. All three of them seemed to be holding a look of sympathy for him. It was ticking him off a little, needless to say.

"Ooh, poor baby," Alice is suddenly by his side, patting his hair, "You poor thing. Don't even know!"

"Alice, when's the next time you'll see Frank?" Remus asked dully.

"Umm, whenever the next Hogsmeade weekend is," she pulled away skeptically, "Why?"

"Somebody remind me to turn her hair pink then," he said, making her smack his shoulder as she huffed.

"Pink's an ugly color, don't ever use it on me!" she ordered, frowning down at him.

He laughed up at her as the others did too, "Alice, you're such a bubbly, girly person – how can you hate the color pink?"

"Four syllables, Remus Lupin," she declared as she stood up to glare into his eyes, "Pepto-Bismol."

Lily and Remus laughed louder at this, Sirius and Emmeline exchanging confused glances with each other.

Hermione was chewing on the end of her quill, and he wondered how she wasn't choking on it as James had done multiple times in the past. He'd had to switch to Muggle pens because of that habit, which annoyed Sirius to no end because of the rapid clickity-clickity-click! James did with the end of it when he wasn't chewing on it.

"How do you do that?" James questioned to her, popping up at her table in the library, which made Remus blink as he hadn't noticed he'd left his.

"Do what?" she blinked at him.

"Chew on the end of your quill," he ran his hands through his hair and stopped midway, narrowing his eyes, "Tell me your secret."

Hermione blinked at the thing in her hand before shrugging, "A habit I kept after I switched from Muggle pens."

"I get feathers stuck in my throat though! How do you do that?"

"I use a charm to make the fluff stick to it, and then a charm to make it look…err…plume-ish."

"You just solved the Great Quill versus Pen Debate of '71 to '77," James told her before saluting and bowing, "Thank you."

She laughed and nodded as James marched back to Remus, where he was hiding behind his book with a wince. James suddenly clapped him on the back, making him look up and see the grin he had on his face.

"You definitely need to go out with her – I think she needs to sit down with the Marauders from time to time," he grinned before walking away and leaving Remus to wonder why people liked bugging him.

…It went downhill, I think. I'm sleepy, so let's blame it on that.

Umm…let's see

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Thanks for reading! I keep zoning out as the day goes on. *shrug*

Love,

Ava