Well hello again, my lovely people!

Firstly, two apologies. The first for not updating for ages before the last chapter; this quick update is part of my resolution to update as much as possible.

Secondly, for something I said in the last chapter. I said Happy Christmas to all my American readers, therefore assuming that everyone who reads my stories is either English like me, or American. I'm really, really dory for any offence caused; I promise you that it was completely unintentional, and I do wish you a very happy Christmas as well.

Now, with the serious bit over and done with, now for the fun!

This time we're with our Marauder buddies again; I do so love those lot.

This chapter:

I am not to refer to the Accio charm as 'The Force'.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. But I wish I did.

~~~~~HP~~~~~

It was a cold, misty Tuesday in December, and the Marauders were bored.

This was never a good sign.

"Shall we go and say hello to our dearest pal?" suggested Sirius gloomily

"Yeah, okay" replied James. The four of them trudged down the many flights of stairs, pretending to actually care about what they were doing.

They eventually reached the dungeons, cursed the hell out of Snape without even a cruel joke, and left, still bored.

They resorted to, horror of horror, homework. Sirius and James had never sunk so low before, to do homework during leisure time. Yet here they were, practicing the Accio charm. Like they needed the practice.

The thing about James and Sirius was that, though they spent most of their lesson time messing about, they were still top of the class. It made no sense and infuriated people like Lily Evans who worked hard for what they got, but the boys just found it amusing.

Peter just could not get the Accio Charm right. He tried and tried and tried, but the pink cushion he was practicing on just would not move!!

Sirius, Remus and James watched, bored, as Peter failed repeatedly. Eventually, James stood up, after Peter had tried yet another time and only produced sparkling lines of magic.

"Give it up, Wormtail" he said, summoning the cushion with his own wand "You're never going to do it

"Well, it's alright for you three. It's like you've all got the force or something! But me-"

"The what now?" asked Sirius, puzzled

"The force? You know, from Star Wars?"

"Star Wars?"

"It's a muggle film" clarified Remus "The force is where these guys can move stuff with their minds"

"Seriously? No wands?"

"No wands"

"Man, I wish I had that" Sirius stared dreamily into the distance

~~~~~HP~~~~~

In charms the next day

Sirius was stood at the front of the classroom, demonstrating how to summon a sparkly horse shoe from across the room.

Of course, being Sirius, he summoned it straight away, no problem.

And, of course, this was what Professor Flitwick had been counting on.

"Now class, what did Mr Black use to summon the horse shoe?"

Two hands went up immediately; the usual two, Lily Evans and Remus Lupin.

And then, slower, lazier, a third hand went up, and Professor Flitwick almost fell off his stack of books in surprise.

James Potter was volunteering to answer a question!

"Mr Potter" said professor Flitwick, quite breathless from the shock.

"The force, sir"

"The what?"

"The force, sir"

All the muggleborns and half bloods in the room were laughing; they had, of course, all seen Star Wars.

The pure bloods looked puzzled, and a few pretended to understand and fake laughed along with everyone else, still trying to work out what the joke was.

"Mr Potter, what do you mean?"

"The force, sir"

It was at this moment that Professor McGonagall walked in.

Naturally.

"Ah, Professor Flitwick, may I have a word?"

"Of course, Professor McGonagall"

McGonagall strode up to the front of the classroom and said something to Professor Flitwick, who nodded, said something back, and motioned with his head towards James. McGonagall raised her eyebrows.

"Very well. Mr Potter, if I could speak with you for a moment please"

"Of course, dear Minnie-"

"Do not call me that"

"Whatever I can do to please, dear Minnie"

They exited the classroom, with the class giggling silently under their breath; except Lily Evans, who didn't find James Potter amusing.

"Mr Potter, why on earth do you still have these silly, immature behaviours? Surely you can see that renaming one of the most vital charms you will ever learn "The Force" is not a sensible thing to do?"

"Well, miss-"

"And you know full well that the rest of the class will follow your lead, and then it will spread throughout the school, and Professor Flitwick won't be able to teach the charm properly for weeks because no one will refer to its proper name"

"Well miss-"

"Well what, Potter?"

A long time ago, he would have had to look up to her so she could receive his cheeky grin; but now he had grown a lot, and he was level with her as he pulled that signature smile and said:

"There's no rule against it"

~~~~~HP~~~~~

Well, I hope you enjoyed it =)

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-Mary Alice