"What are you doing Mr. Black?" Professor McGonagall asked stopping as she watched Sirius Black standing just out of the Whomping Willow's reach – not taunting it as many students often did, and the teachers were starting to consider forbidding people to go anywhere near it, knowing that it could be dangerous to do so, but talking animatedly to it.

"Trying to get her to talk back," Sirius said as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. "She's a very stubborn one. But all women are stubborn," Sirius said with a laugh, before quickly adding, "No offence Professor." Then he once more turned back to the tree, which was thrashing animatedly, trying to get him, whether because it was its normal doings or he was seriously starting to annoy the tree, was unknown.

"Her?" The Transfiguration professor asked warily, unsure if she wanted to know the reply.

"The Whomping Willow is an Entwife, didn't you know that Professor?" Sirius asked, and without waiting for a response, turned back to his one person conversation with the tree.

"Entwife?" McGonagall said weakly, looking over at James, Remus and Peter who sat under a tree not too far away. Though all looked at her and shrugged.

"He's been doing this for two days, and that's all we can get out of him," James muttered shaking his hand as he starred at his best friend as though he was nuts (which was most likely true.)

McGonagall passed a hand over her face as she walked away. The Marauders were seriously going to drive her into retirement – Black could probably do it by himself.

"Have you ever noticed...?" Sirius trailed off as he sat in the Library a couple days later with his friends doing their Defence Against the Dark Arts homework.

"Noticed what?" James asked, looking up from his homework. He didn't even like being in the library, period. But sometimes, you had to make the sacrifice.

"Dementors look a lot like a lot like Nazghul...very suspicious. That can't be a coincidence," Sirius said as he looked down at the picture of a Dementor with narrowed eyes.

"Prongs?" Sirius asked when he got no response, looking up at his best friend to find all three of his best friends starring at him with open mouths. "What?" He asked confused.

"What is a Nazghul Sirius?" Remus asked, extremely confused, having never heard of the creature, or seen anything that looked close to a Dementor.

"And you're supposed to be the smart one," Sirius said with a laugh, waving his hand as he looked at James and Peter. They both looked at Sirius, the confusion clearly on their faces too.

"Really guys," Sirius said, rolling his eyes as he packed up his stuff and headed out of the library.

"James, James," Peter said as he ran into the Gryffindor common room, breathing heavily, obviously having ran there.

"Wormtail, what is it?" James looked at him shocked and a few others were snickering behind their hands.

"It's...Sirius..." Peter said, tugging on his arm, his eyes wide as though he'd seen something impossible. James groaned.

"What's he doing now?" James asked, remembering the Nazghul incident the day before, and the thing with the Whomping Willow and Antwife or something like that a few days previous...they hadn't even been back a whole month!

"You have to see for yourself, you won't believe otherwise," Peter said, dragging James behind him. James was surprised when Peter dragged him to the Library.

"What are we do-" James started until he saw Remus a few steps over, his mouth hanging open. James went over to him with Peter at his side.

"I...I came in here...with Peter to...to...and he...he was...already...here?...and..." Remus mumbled and James followed Remus' eyes to see none other than Sirius, in the Library, according to Remus by his own accord, searching the books, pulling books out, flipping through them, before shoving them back on, and apparently looking for something specific. James stood there shocked.

Finally James swallowed and went over to Sirius, Remus and Peter following. "Ummmm...Padfoot? What are you doing?" James asked the confusion clear on his face.

"I'm looking for the prequel to Hogwarts: A History," Sirius said as he pulled off another book, nearly hitting James in the nose.

None of the three Marauders were sure what they expected to hear, but none of them could have even imagined anything similar to that.

"Ummmm...Padfoot? Hogwarts: A History doesn't have a prequel," Remus said, sure he would have heard of it if it did. "I didn't even know you read Hogwarts: A History," He added under his breath.

"What's a prequel?" Asked Peter and even James looked slightly confused at that term. Remus sighed.

"It's like a sequel – you know a book to go with another written after it. Except a sequel is about stuff that happened after the first book – a prequel is stuff that happened before, but the book was still written after," Sirius said to all threes surprise. Then again, he had originally said the word. "And it does – it explains about Bilbo Baggins."

Remus looked at him confused – that name stirred something in his memory. He could have sworn he had read that name somewhere.

"Who's Bilbo Baggins?" Asked Peter and James nodded in agreement.

"Damnit, Sirius, you've been going through muggle stuff again, haven't you," Remus said, crossing his arms, a scowl on his face. His mom was muggle born and she still liked to stay 'connected', as she put it, with the muggle world. So Remus knew a lot about it, and the things Sirius had been saying suddenly came rushing back.

"Yep, I stole those three muggle books of yours – The Lord of the Rings – to read over the summer, to, you know, annoy my parents. They were great! I didn't know books could be so good! Middle Earth is so awesome; I wish I could go there..." Sirius started babbling while Peter and James looked even more confused, and Remus started rubbing his head.

"There is no Middle Earth, Sirius," Remus said, cutting him off, a frustrated look on his face, though ruined by a half smile (he finally understood what all this nonsense was about!)

"What?" Sirius asked confusion clear on his face. Remus took the book out of his hands and gently led him out of the Library so they wouldn't get kicked out. James and Peter followed.

"The book is fiction," Remus said, all three of his friends looking confused by then. "It means it's made up – like The Tales of Beadle the Bard. The person who wrote it made it up – the people, the creatures, the world, even the language. They made everything up. I have to say, it is one of the best muggle fiction books there is out there – I've never seen so much creativity put into a book – but it's all made up."

While both Peter and James looked like they finally understood, Sirius looked as though Christmas had been cancelled (and Christmas was one of his favourite holidays – when he didn't have to go home). "It's...it's all made up?" Sirius asked, looking like he was about to cry. Remus nodded uncertainly.

Sirius turned his back on his friends, shaking. "I was hoping to make my way to Middle Earth and...and maybe get invited to Aragorn and Arwen's wedding...maybe meet Éowyn," Remus couldn't help but chuckle at that last part.

"You do realize the year it is, that they give in the book," Remus asked, and Sirius nodded his head, his back still on them.

"I thought their time differed from ours," He mumbled, adding something else that they couldn't catch.

"You know, there is another book," Remus said, and Sirius quickly turned to look at them. Remus couldn't help but look amused. "It was the first written, called 'The Hobbit'. It explains about Bilbo Baggins," Remus said watching Sirius' face suddenly light up as though it was actually Christmas.

"Where is it," Sirius said, suddenly tugging on his arm. James and Peter were both standing to the side, not sure if they should look amused, worried or scared, so their expression was a mixture of the three. Sirius was going crazy over a book, after all.

"You give me back the Lord of the Rings book, and I'll send an owl to my mom asking her to send me the book," Remus said looking amused and slightly frightened as he tried to get Sirius off him.

"Yes," Sirius shouted as he ran down the hall doing some sort of odd dance along with it. The three just stared after him.

"You're right Peter – I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it," James said as he starred after Sirius in shock.

"And nobody else is going to," Peter added not sure he fully believed it himself.

"Sirius Black: Obsessing over a book," Remus said shaking his head, also not seeing others believing it.

"I need to lie down," All three said at once, before looking at each other and laughing.

3. The Whomping Willow is not an Entwife.

4. Any resemblance between Dementors and Nazghul is coincidental.

5. I will not claim there is a prequel to Hogwarts: A History that explains about Bilbo Baggins.