Please read & review! I know there are like, 34847283482398 HP stories but I know this one will be good. It's off to a pretty slow start, but it will intensify as it goes on. Thanks!

Saturday came much too fast.

At 8 in the morning Remus, Sirius, and James arrived at Minerva Mcgonagall's office for their detention. Each looked equally exhausted. James rubbed his hazel eyes under his glasses, and his messy, unkempt black hair was in it's bedhead form-sticking out in every direction. Remus's eyes were laden with bags and he had an imprint of his elbow on his forehead, since he fell asleep in a common room chair last night. Sirius yawned about every 2 seconds, and he was very vocal about how unfair he found this morning.

"UGH! It's bloody early. I don't deserve this. Just because some bugger of a first year walked into our classroom, in an attempt to disrupt it, mind you, and I corrected the kid properly, doesn't mean I should have to spend MY Saturday with Tweedledee and Tweedledum over here."

"Oy, Padfoot, you were going to spend today with us anyways, so why are you complaining? Can I be Tweedledee?"

"Course, Moony."

"HEY! I don't wanna be Tweedledum. It sounds flitty."

"Tough break, Jamsies. Moony called Tweedledee, and someone has to be Tweedledum."

"Then why can't you be Tweedledum, Sirius?"

"Because I bloody started it! Everyone knows whoever says Tweedledee and Tweedledum doesn't have to be either. I am unattached to the names, It's simply my place."

"What are you little buggers talking about? How not to be an idiot?"

Andrew Black and Owen Lupin entered Mcgonagall's office. They both grinned and pushed each other around. Those two were the only Slytherin and Gryffindor that were allowed to be friends. No one argued with them on either side, because in Gryffindor Owen was the greatest guy around. Exceptional student, excellent Keeper and Captain in Quidditch, and extremely handsome. But in Slytherin, Andrew was the most feared. Owen and his Ravenclaw girlfriend Hilary were the only two people he would promise to never attack. But besides them, you weren't to say the wrong word to him. It might be your last.

Just then, Andrew's girlfriend entered. She definitely did not appear to be the type a brooding Slytherin would date. Her name was Hilary L'occataine. She had sky blue eyes, white-blonde long, wavy hair, and golden skin. She spoke in a thick, sweet French accent that could seduce even the most stubborn man. But she wasn't all good-Hilary was half vampire, and she was also a big believer in public display of affection. If Andrew didn't have some dignity, they would screw in public. She brushed pass Remus and James and gave a quick smirk at Sirius before throwing herself on Andrew, in which they instantly began to snog viciously, as if they hadn't seen each other in years.

"Ugh, get a room, guys. If I knew that's what you two were going to be doing all day I would've gotten Iana in trouble with me." Owen rolled his emerald green eyes, but still smirked. "Besides, there are minors in the room."

"Aww, Ow'an, you are right. Monsieurs Mar'ruaders are but fif'steen, yes?"

"Quite bloody mature for fifteen, as I may say so myself, my beautiful French flower." Sirius grinned wide and slyly before scooching over and giving Hilary a quick hug. She giggled slightly but pushed him off. Remus swore he saw Andrew's eyes burn a crimson red before fading into black again.

"Sir'rius, you should know better. Has Andy not taughte' you man'uers? Keep votre silly come-ons for la ce'libataire demoiselle!" She gave a quizzical, confused look to Andrew. She wasn't very good with her English sometimes.

"Whatdidshesay?" Remus was very nervous around such pretty girls he didn't know, so he said all this very loud and in one breath.

"She said that doofus over here should keep his come-ons for single, younger girls. And I agree with her." Andrew commented this through gritted teeth. He didn't like it when Sirius hit on Hilary. Not one bit.

Saturday detention went by as it usually did. Remus slept, James showed off, and Sirius complained about being bored and pouted handsomely, every once in a while slipping his head onto Hilary's shoulder, where she would laugh in good manner and push him off. Andrew conjoured fire with his wand and burned Hilary and his initials into his forearm upon Hilary's request. Owen joked around with James, then left early on the account of him being "a 7th year with a gorgeous girlfriend."

Day passed slowly,

yet Night came fast.

The Marauders found themselves back in the Gryffindor common room with absolutely nothing to do. That is, until, Sirius's mind had an epiphany and remembered his and James' bet. Looking over at Lily and Venna, he longed to go flirt with the raven-haired beauty. But he had a job to do. Black lazily wandered over to where Lily was sitting on an overstuffed couch, and pointed absentmindedly to the seat beside her. Lily shrugged, so Sirius plopped down into the crimson velvet cushions. Cleaing his throat and shaking his shaggy hair a bit, Sirius put on his best "I'm a polite guy whose interested in what your saying" voice and struck up conversation.

"So, Lily, you find any of your classes hard this semester?"

"Not really. Well, except for Ancient Ruins. Who cares about a bunch of writings on a wall when they're ancient?"

Sirius gave out a geniune chuckle. Who knew such a snob of a girl could have a sense of humor?

"Yeah. I'm having a lot of trouble in Charms. I just can't get my words and gestures exact...Would you...I mean...erm..."

Flabbergasted, Lily attempted to help Sirius talk. Why was he being so nervous? And since when did he admit to being imperfect at ANYTHING?

"What Sirius?"

"WOULDYOUTUTORMEINCHARMSTOMMORROWAFTERCLASSANDTHENMAYBEWECANWALKTODINNERTOGETHER?!?!?!?!?"

Gasping for air, Sirius regained composure. OH MY GOD! He just totally sounded like Moony around Hilary, or any other pretty girl. James better make this bet worth it.

"Uh, sure." To be honest, Lily was so suprised by the sudden plea for help that she had an expression of disbelief etched into her features.

"Really? Alright! It's a date. Night all!" Sirius skipped-yes, skipped, up the stairs to the boy's dormitory, holding his laughter in until he reached the bathroom. This was going to be too good!

WA-OH! haha. Please leave suggestions of how their date should go!