A/N: Okay, so i haven't updated in like what-forever? Can't blame me, i lost all interest here. But i am back and if you want to read any conversation just tell me!

James

Sirius

Remus

Peter

Lily(for future)


Ho Ho Ho!

Merry Christmas Prongs?

Very right my dear Padfoot! Where's Wormy and Moony?

For the last time Prongs, It's WORMTAIL! And I am at home.

Why, pray tell me, we have put tones on these quills?

SO that when one of us has something important to say others can wake up!

Like the fact that Christmas was months ago and it's Easter?

Honestly Wormtail, who goes home on Easter?

My great Aunt Mary died!

Will you idiots stop pestering me? I am taking notes and my quill is shaking in my hands.

Shaking huh?

Can you ever think straight Sirius?

Let's get one thing straight: I am not!

Oh, poor James. How are you handling Sirius? It isn't time for his monthly mood swings?

Why do you think I called all of us?

Called? James, calling is a phenomenon that is done by telephones that does not work in Hogwarts. You are not calling us, YOU ARE DISTURBING US!

Is it only me or can you hear Moony's stomping of the quill up till here?

I can hear it till here.

Don't worry Wormtail. We will manage it. Now, how do I handle Sirius Black?

I can read this Prongs!

Step 1: Get him a pillow.

Step 2: show him a Disney Movie.

As if that would do anything

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Guys, it worked! Padfoot is crying now!

I am coming up the stairs-make sure he keeps crying!

Click some photographs for me!

I will! Hey, who don't we do something with these Photographs?

Like put it all in the Great Hall when everybody gets back?

You are the only one who left, idiot!

Not a bad idea Wormtail. I am going to get my camera.


I hate you all!

Aww, why Pads?

Especially you-you evil, foul man!

What has Prongs done now? Did he take away your mascara again?

AGAIN? That was you THE LAST TIME!

Get ready for a painful death Wormtail.

I swear to Gryffindor if you do not stop writing right now I will inform Professor McGonagall.

As if!

As if!

As if!


Moony, you are dead!

You are no one to me anymore!

Get ready for a painful death!


Harry yawned. He wondered what happened next, but there was a new conversation on the next page. Smiling to himself, Harry shut the textbook, kept it carefully in a drawer and went off to sleep.