November 27 – Peter
One Saturday night…
I checked over my shoulder, just to make sure there was no one behind me when I transformed. What a nightmare that would be. Wishing, not for the first time, that we had made more than one copy of the Marauder's Map, I ducked behind a suit of armor and changed as silently as I could. Leaving my clothes there to retrieve later I slipped off down the corridor, ears pricked for signs of Mrs. Norris.
Scrambling around a corner a few minutes later, I was met with a sight which James would not be happy with at all. Lily, ostensibly on patrol with Amos Diggory, because it was a full moon after all, was pinned against the wall by the aforementioned prefect. Well, perhaps not pinned, but she had her back up against the stone, and he was resting his weight on the arm next to her head, leaning in closely. They were talking in whispers.
Suddenly, Lily's voice picked up. "Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" asked Amos, apparently put out by this change of subject.
"I heard footsteps," said Lily, pulling away from him to look around. "Who's there?"
It was at that moment that I realized James had the Marauder's Map tonight. When Diggory, shuffling around, obligingly searching for the source of the noise tripped and fell, it didn't take much to put two and two together. I froze for a moment, before doing the only thing I could.
I scampered out into the light, scrambling practically across Lily's feet. She, most impressively, didn't scream, just jumped out of the way, looking a little disgusted. I ran around Amos and out the door, a not so subtle reminder to James that we had places to be.
He followed me, pulling off the invisibility cloak at the base of the frozen Whomping Willow. He was obviously furious, but silent. I slipped through the tunnel and he followed me.
It was only the beginning of what was to be an awful night.