I wanted to write more about the Mauraders, so here it goes. Also, I've read a few stories where Hestia Jones is Lily's best friend and so I went with that because I wanted to use JK's characters instead of make my own.
Prompt: "He's like a tornado. Blows through unannounced and unwanted leaving a trail of destruction in his wake." "You gotta admit, it is more fun when he's around." Char(s): Sirius, James, Lily, Hestia, Remus, and Peter Time: Mauraders at Hogwarts
It was a lazy Sunday afternoon for the seventh year Gryffindor's. Head Girl Lily Evans had made sure that everybody's homework was finished so there were no Potions projects or Charms essays to be completed in a rush.
Lily was reading, sitting on a couch in the common room. James Potter was resting his head in his, shockingly, fellow Head's, and even more shockingly, girlfriend's lap, and was making his way through a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.
Remus and Peter were sitting on the floor playing chess down by the fire, and Hestia was sitting on a comfy chair by Lily and James, painting her finger and toenails an obnoxious shade of pink.
It was too quiet, and James was the first to realize it. "Where's Siri-" He was cut off by a loud bang coming from the boy's stairs. All heads turned towards to noise to Sirius Black jumping down the stairs.
Sirius, dressed like a Muggle superhero in tights and underwear, had gotten into one of Remus' comic books. He hopped onto the coffee table in front of the sofa, screaming, "Avengers assemble!"
James, Remus and Peter rolled on the floor laughing, while Lily and Hestia tried to figure out what was going on.
"Sirius, what are you doing?" Lily asked in a confused laugh.
"Isn't it obvious?" the charming, dark-haired nut replied, "I am Captain America!" And with that, he jumped on the couch, from the couch to the chair, from the chair to the chessboard, the leapt down to the floor and exited through the portrait hole.
Simultaneously, James' bag of Bertie Bott's flew everywhere, Hestia's nail polish spilled all over her lap and the chair, and the chess pieces went every which way, ending up anywhere from in the fire to down Lily's shirt.
Lily, in a calm, annoyed voice, said, "You know, he's like a tornado. Blows through unannounced and unwanted leaving a trail of destruction in his wake."
James just looked at her and smiled. "You gotta admit, it is more fun when he's around."