"A band," repeated Remus in disbelief.

"A BAND. GENIUS. I'M IN. STEP ASIDE LADIES, SIRIUS BLACK, MASTER WIZARD AND DRUMMER COMING THROUGH!"

"Knew you'd love it!" said James excitedly as he hi-fived Sirius.

Remus rolled his eyes, but there was a smile on his face. Peter was repeating a chorus of "great idea" and "this includes me, right?" The three reassured Peter that, yes, he would of course be involved. He was their friend after all.

Having put themselves in a rather jolly mood, the four quickly finished breakfast and left the Great Hall for the Gryffindor Common Room. James wanted to get a head start on planning their careers. Really, he'd hoped to get at least the next fifteen years or so planned out before Potions. They turned, heading up the final staircase, when a group of fellow fifth years was heading down. The girls coming down tried to shuffle past the Marauders. Tried being the key word, because the Marauders were having none of it. Well, one of them. James Potter to be specific.

"Oi, Evans, you missed our breakfast date!" James accused.

"Even if I hadn't been late because someone tied me to my bed this morning," she flashed an angry then amused look at Sirius, who was stifling a laugh, "I still would have missed our date because I agreed to nothing."

"You'll eat those words when we become famous," he replied, in a sing-song voice.

"Oh yes! Just imagine my despair. Poor Lily Evans, sitting at home weeping because she declined the offer of professional miscreant James Potter."

"Replace miscreant with rockstar and, yeah, sounds about right."

"HA. Promise you'll invite me to your first show, Potter, because that is something I wouldn't miss for the world," she said, quite seriously, as she and the rest of the girls managed to slip past him and continue their walk to breakfast.

"I definitely will! I'm taking you up on that offer, Lily!" James called after her.

"You'd better!" he heard her voice echo.

With a spectacular grin on his face, James practically sprinted up the stairs to Gryffindor Tower.

"It's about the music he says," whispered Remus to his friends. "He's right love sick, that one. I almost feel bad that Lily seems like she hates him."

"Nah, she doesn't," Sirius whispered back. "Besides, dear Moony and Wormtail, you're missing the most important part!"

"What's that, Sirius?" asked Peter excitedly.

"He may be doing it for her, but we're doing it for him. And the mischief, can't forget the mischief."

They followed James' path to Gryffindor Tower. Sirius had one foot inside before he turned, abandoning his earlier hushed tone, and said, "I hope you like detention, boys, because I feel we'll be seeing a lot of it!"