James Potter was playing a game of Exploding Snap with his best friend Sirius Black, when two official looking owls flew in through the living room window. "Hogwarts letters," James said, a smile crossing his face. This was going to be his last year at Hogwarts, and he was going to make it his best. The Marauders were going to go out with a bang!
James tossed Sirius his letter, and sat on a couch to open his own. It felt slightly heavier than usual. Maybe there was a pamphlet on NEWT advice? He tipped the contents onto the seat. Along with the familiar letter, was a shining badge, with the Hogwarts crest on it. 'No. No, no, NO!' he thought frantically. 'I can't be Head Boy! What the hell is Dumbledore at? I bet it's probably a mistake…' His eyes scanned the letter. Sure enough, it said he had been chosen as Head Boy, and he had new responsibilities, blah blah blah. He turned the badge over in his hand, stunned.
"What's the matter, mate?" Sirius asked, seeing James' shocked expression.
"Er, nothing, never mind," said James hastily, shoving the badge back in the envelope.
"Prongs, no offence, but you're a terrible liar. Accio James' envelope!" Sirius said. His seventeenth birthday had been a few days ago, and he was relishing in being able to do magic while James still couldn't. Sirius flipped the envelope upside down. The badge fell out. He stared at it for a moment, and then burst out laughing. "James… Potter…Head Boy!" was all he could get out. When he'd calmed down a bit, he looked James in the eye and said "Head Boy, you are never going to live this down. Never, not as long as you live! And you know what's funniest?"
"What?" asked James, pissed.
"The amount of times Lily's gonna hex you this year!" He said, and started laughing again. When James just looked at him, he continued, "Well it's obvious who Head Girl's going to be!"
James suddenly felt that maybe being Head Boy would have its perks.