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A/N: How's a double update to make up for the lack of updates? A bit of Marauder-y fun for you. Set a little after 'Waiting' and 'Go'.
7. Placing Bets
"Three Sickles."
"No way! You've got to go higher than that, come on."
"All right then, seven Sickles that she'll say no." Remus looked wary and skeptical.
"Honestly Padfoot, d'you really think she'll finally say yes after seven years?"
"You never know."
"What are you up to?"
"Just wait."
The three of them waited in the common room with anticipation; Sirius and Remus were watching the entrance, and Peter was nervously looking over his Transfiguration essay.
A minute later, the portrait swung open, and James scrambled in, grinning madly.
And behind him entered a slightly embarrassed but all the same rather pleased Lily.
"A-are you - and Lily - so you --?" stuttered Peter, stunned, as James nodded. "But how…?"
"You cheated!"
"Cough up, Moony. Seven Sickles."