"What did she mean? Remus, you know her better than I do what on earth was she talking about? Not yet? What in the name of Merlin's left testicle does that mean? Does that mean that she wants to go out with me? That she will eventually? What on earth does 'Not Yet' mean?!" James ranted, pacing back and forth across the compartment. Much to the annoyance of his companions.

"James mate, sit the fuck down. You're making Moony feel ill." Sirius said. He'd been watching Remus grow steadily greener as James paced back and forth across the small space and was starting to worry. James sighed heavily and took a seat.

"Cheers Padfoot." Remus looked gratefully over to the shaggy haired boy and smiled. "James, I haven't got the foggiest what Lily meant. I do think we're going to find out. Eventually, but until then, you're going to have to stop talking about it. We were all right there and if I have to hear another word on the matter I'm going to full body bind you until the end of the year. Understood?"

Remus was sympathetic to his best friend, he really was. After all, how many times had he asked the girl out only to be answered with the same negative response? Still, that was no excuse for him to talk about her non-stop, for almost four hours.

James took the hint and shut up, grateful for the fact that his friends had put up with him for this long. He nicked a couple of sugar quills from Sirius, who swore at him and tried to bat his hand away and sat back.

Half an hour. Just thirty minutes before he had to head over to the heads compartment. He could be quiet until then. Really, he could.

"But what did she mean?!" He burst out. Failing completely to keep his mouth shut. Sirius winced and bit his lip.

"Sorry mate." James looked at him, confused.

"Wh-" He managed to get out before his muscles froze and he slumped back into his seat.

"Right, now that he's shut up, we have more important things to think about." Remus said, affectionately poking James in the side with his wand before stowing it back inside his robes.

Sirius laughed. "You're kind of scary Moony. Remind me not to annoy you." Remus huffed.

"Padfoot, you do nothing but annoy me. Chuck me that mar of chocolate, that one yes. There's a good boy." He said patronisingly. Sirius growled playfully and launched the bar of chocolate full force at Remus. Missing spectacularly. The bar landed in the lap of one Peter Pettigrew, who had been snoozing since about the second hour in of James' ranting.

He shot awake and grabbed the bar of chocolate, glaring at Sirius. "Honestly Sirius, if you wanted to wake me up there were better ways." He said before handing the bar over to Remus, who had been holding his hand out expectantly.

"Honestly Pads, with aim like that how on earth did you manage to become a beater. That was pathetic." Remus remarked through a mouthful of chocolate.

"What happened to Prongs?" He inquired. Sirius shrugged.

"Remus happened. I think it's getting near his time of the month." He said, holding his arms up in protection as half of a bar of chocolate was thrown at his head.

"You do know that you're going to have to fix him soon right? He has that heads meeting in about fifteen minutes." Peter said.

"Shut up Pete. We're enjoying the quiet while it lasts." Sirius told him.

"Padfoot, don't tell Peter to shut up." Remus scolded.

"You tell Prongs and me to shut up all the time!" Sirius complained.

"That's because you talk out of your arse!" Remus shot back.

"Ladies please. Sirius, I don't mind you telling me to shut up. Remus, fix James because he hasn't blinked in a while and he's starting to scare me. And for the love of Merlin, stop bickering. You're like an old married couple." Peter interjected.

Both boys turned to stare incredulously at the smallest marauder. It was a rare event that he told them in no uncertain terms what to do. Peter shrank back into his seat.

"Um... Please?" He squeaked, having lost all confidence under the weight of their stares.

Sirius and Remus looked at each other across the compartment and smirked. Peter didn't like the looks on their faces in the slightest. It usually meant bad things for him.

Sirius raised both of his eyebrows in silent encouragement to whatever Remus had wordlessly suggested. Remus nodded once and turned in his seat to face Peter who gulped and edged a little closer to the door.

Both of his friends were sporting very predatory grins as they launched themselves at him with no warning, tackling him to the floor.

"Argh, gerroff me-oof-you, ow Sirius mind your elbows!" Peter tried in vain to extract himself from beneath the two boys.

"Never! Moony, get the other side, no the other side! Oh for f- Ahh, that was my balls you bastard!" Remus laughed before flicking Peter quite viciously on the ear.

"Married couple are we Petey?" He asked cheerfully.

"No, I'm-ah- I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I surrender!" He shouted from somewhere under Sirius.

"Call yourself a Gryffindor mate, you give in too easily." Sirius taunted.

There was a quiet cough from above, both Remus and Sirius tilted their heads up to look. Smirking down at them from the door of the compartment was none other than Lily Evans.

"Bollocks." Remus murmured, righting himself and extending a hand to help Sirius up.

"Indeed." Lily said. "I'm only here to see what's keeping Potter, he was supposed to meet me in the heads compartment. Clearly he was otherwise occupied." She indicated to where James was slumped in his seat by the window. Still very much paralysed.

Remus murmured an apology before taking the body bind off his friend. James glared at Remus for all of three seconds before bursting into laughter.

"Some warning next time Moony?" He asked jovially. Lily rolled her eyes at the boys.

"I did warn you, you great tosser." Remus said. "You clearly weren't paying attention."

James was about to reply before he was interrupted by Lily. "Potter, for the love of god, we were supposed to start the prefects meeting five minutes ago. Remus you too! Come on!"

"See you at the feast." Remus called over his shoulder. Leaving Sirius looking quite abandoned and Peter looking, well Peter had somehow managed to fall asleep. Again. Within five minutes.

Sirius shook his head. What was he supposed to do on his own until they reached the station? Sighing he got up and rooted about in Remus' trunk looking for a book to read. He had nothing better to do.

Sighing again Sirius settled down with some boring, pretentious Moony novel. Muttering about prefects and their stupid meetings. After a few minutes of trying to decipher what on earth Remus' book was about he gave up and closed his eyes. Letting the words drift off the pages and lull him to sleep.