REMINDER: Sirius James Remus Peter Lily Venus


CHAPTER 9/ BANTERING MATCHES

So, Prongs, how many years left before you get to have green-eyed little monsters with Evans?

Shut up. And I'm being polite.

Oh come on! Are you still angry with me for colouring the girls' hair?

How observant of you.

That was one week ago!

Lily hates me even more ever since, no matter how many times I tell her that it was your idea and that I was against it.

It's not my fault she doesn't believe you, you know. I'm ready to take all the blame because this prank was really funny.

Try to tell her then.

Hey, Evans. Just to tell you that James really didn't take part to the prank. It was only me. You know just how much of an evil mastermind Sirius Black is.

How dare you send notes to me?

Er… is that a rhetorical question?

Yes, you idiot!

Vance! When are you giving me back my wand? I'm afraid I'll have to tell a teacher if you don't. Soon they will notice I don't have it anyway.

I don't know where it is. I don't care, either. Why don't you ask your precious little girlfriend, or should I say groupie? That is, if she can manage not to faint when you talk to her.

Are you jealous of Rebekah?

Why would I be jealous of a girl who would probably jump from the Astronomy Tower if you asked her to?

Wouldn't you do it?

I am presently wondering: who is worse, you or Potter?

Black.

That was a rhetorical question, Vance.

Why don't you just leave us alone?

Alright, alright! Though I've got to admit she's right about the Astronomy Tower thing. Some girls are ready to do anything for me.

Have you ever heard about something called modesty? Oh wait, I don't think you have.

Won't you all stop being angry with me? My life is no fun without you.

Alright, Padfoot... But I thought you'd got it that you should not prank Lily.

I'm sorry. I just couldn't resist. I promise I won't do it again.

Given the number of times you've made this promise, I don't know if it's really worth something.

I'm afraid I don't have anything clever to say to that. You've won, Moony.

Good.

That makes it 47 to 12 for Moony.

What?

I've been keeping count of your 'bantering matches' since fourth year. Moony has won 47 times and you, only 12.

Do I get to have a medal or something?

You've beaten Padfoot, isn't that enough of an award?

Yes, you're right.

Do I suck that much at bantering?

Oh no, you're quite good. I'm just much better than you. If you competed against Prongs or Wormtail, you'd probably win.

Moony! Where are we going if you have a big head too?

Arg! Your modesty was our greatest gift in this world! I couldn't stand it if you started thinking you're better than me!

That's very nice of you to say... You think you're better than me?

I'm sure he didn't mean it like that, Moony. You know how Padfoot is, he probably wrote before thinking.

Please, Moony, don't sulk!

Yes I will.

Please! Alright, I admit I'm a shameless, big-headed bastard!

Ah. Maybe I won't sulk then.

Do you realize the things I have to say sometimes to keep your friendship?

Yes, I do. Knowing that it's so hard for you to say it just makes it even more precious.

You're just an evil little wolf.

If I'm evil, I wonder what you are.

I am the Devil.

Okay... 47 to 13.