Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
A/U: I'm updating a lot at the moment because I decided that with each chapter I finish in The Marauders Year 3, I would post a new chapter of Year 2. So far, I'm at chapter 5 of Year 3, actually just finished it. It has been quite fun to write.
Thanks for reviewing!
The Marauders Year 2
Chapter 21: Notes Part IV
Sirius jumped off the last step and looked around. He saw many students around, but not the one he was looking for, so with a frown, he pushed through the students heading to their dorms since curfew was soon.
"Lose something, little cousin?"
Snarling, Sirius turned to face Narcissa, who was with Malfoy. "No, I haven't lost anything."
"Then get to your dorm. Curfew is soon." Malfoy ordered.
Snorting, Sirius shoved his hands in his pockets so he could wrap one of them around his wand, just in case. "You can't tell me what to do, Malfoy. In case you've forgotten, you lost the privilege of being a Prefect a few months ago." He smirked at Malfoy's angry look. "Now, if you don't mind, I have things to do."
Before anything could happen, Sirius took off down the hallway. He heard Malfoy yell angrily after his back, but didn't stop until he was the next floor down and alone. "Now, if I was an annoyed werewolf, where would I go?" He mumbled to himself. Frustrated, he pulled at his now long hair. "Stupid prat always has to walk away when I need him. REMUS, WHEN I FIND YOU, YOU ARE GOING TO….."
"Going to what?"
Blinking in surprise, Sirius whipped around to see Remus standing there with crossed arms and an amused smile. He raised a brow at Sirius. "What are you going to do to me? Huh, Sirius? Please tell me. I am rather curious."
Sirius scowled at him. "Where did you go?"
"Kitchen." Remus replied. "Needed some chocolate."
Sirius nodded his head and whacked Remus's head. "Don't walk out like that on us. We thought something was wrong so we split up to find you."
Snorting, Remus walked off down the hallway with Sirius. "I can't go mope once in a while without you three wanting to follow me? That's not fair. You get to mope by yourself when you need to."
"Yeah, but I'm me and you're you. We are different people." Sirius replied.
"Hmm. You know, all week I've let you guys borrow my notes and you've destroyed all of them." Remus said thoughtfully.
"Yeah, we're sorry about that." Sirius said, not sounding all that sorry.
Remus shrugged. "Well, because of that and I don't want to go through that again, I'm not letting you guys borrow my notes ever again. For now on, if you want notes, you have to get them from someone else or take you own. Mine are now officially off-limits."
Sirius froze in his steps, causing Remus to stop to. He stared at his friend with his mouth hanging open in shock. "You…..you can't be serious, Rems, buddy, old pal. You can't do this to us….to me! I need your notes. Please tell me you aren't serious!" He latched onto Remus's arm and started tugging at it.
Rolling his eyes, Remus pulled his arm free. He looked at a nearby painting that was watching them in amusement and laughed. "I'm not joking. I'm tired of you guys ruining my notes. It's not just this week that you've been destroying them either. You've been doing it a lot. It's just that this week that you guys did it every day. And I'm really annoyed with it. So yes, I'm serious. No more notes from me for you guys."
"You're so mean." Sirius pouted. He paused for a second. "I just remembered something. Remember when we were doing that play in the Great Hall?"
"How could I forget? It was just today during lunch and it got us detention." Remus said sarcastically.
Sirius smiled. "Well, you gave us a secret message during it about finding a secret passage that we don't know about it. You have to show it to us."
"We got to find James and Peter first. Where did they go anyway?" Remus asked.
"Um…..good question. We'll just wait for them in our dorm." Sirius replied.
Remus raised a brow. "Who the hell are you?"
Sirius blinked. "What?"
"The Sirius I know would want to search all over the castle for them, not go back to our dorm and wait. So you aren't the real Sirius!" Remus accused dramatically.
Laughing, Sirius knocked Remus on the head again. "Is it so hard to believe that I can make good decisions once in a while?"
Remus raised a brow at him for his answer which made Sirius cross his arms in a huff and mumble about friends being mean and not believing in their friends. He kicked at the ground once in a while, which made Remus roll his eyes at his childishness.
"Ooooh, wait!" Sirius said excitedly. "You were right! We don't have to go back to the dorms and wait!"
Groaning at his stupidity for mentioning it, Remus stopped and looked back at Sirius, who was practically bouncing in excitement with grey eyes shining with mischief. "And why, pray tell, for the sudden change of heart, Sirius?" He asked warily.
Grinning, Sirius pulled out his mirror. "Because we can find them with this. James Potter." He gave Remus a disgusted look. "And only you would use the phrase 'pray tell.'"
Looking up and down the corridor for any signs of trouble, Remus listened to Sirius with baited breathe. The mirror could tell them where each other were, yes, but it was dangerous to be wandering around right now. Teachers, Filch, or Prefects could be anywhere right now. They were going to get caught just standing here.
"What is it?" James asked.
"I found Rems and he said he will show us that secret passage now. We just need to meet up. Do you know where Pete is?" Sirius asked.
"He's with me." James moved the mirror so Sirius could see Peter standing next to him. "We ran into each other on the fifth floor. Where are you?"
"Sixth floor." Sirius answered.
Remus grabbed the mirror out of Sirius's hands. Ignoring the annoyed 'Oi.' from Sirius, Remus looked at James. "Hey, meet us in the Hieroglyphic Hall."
James nodded his head. "Right, see ya soon."
Remus hissed in annoyance but James disappeared before he could reprimand him for butchering the language, again! He tossed the mirror back to Sirius, who caught it easily. "Now let's get out of here before anyone catches us. Curfew was just ten minutes ago."
Grinning at the risk, Sirius ran down the hallway first with Remus easily catching up to him because of his werewolf speed. The older boy shot him a mock, annoyed glare at that. Stupid werewolf speed.
"We really shouldn't be running. Our footsteps echo around the hallway when we walk. It's much worse when we run." Remus told him with a frown.
"The faster we get there, the faster we can see this secret passage, the faster we can go back to the dorm and keep from getting caught. Isn't that what you want?" Sirius asked skeptically as he skidded to a stop near a corner.
Remus stopped behind him so Sirius could look around the corner and he could keep watch behind them. "Yes," He said slowly, still a little befuddled at what Sirius said. "But we have less risk of getting caught if we walk, even if it does take longer. So, run and have more chance of getting caught and having this take less time or walk, have this take longer, and have less chance of getting caught."
"All clear." Sirius whispered before taking off down the hallway. "Either way, there is a chance to get caught. So what does it matter which one we do. We can't leave James and Pete to wait for us forever. That would give them more of a chance of getting caught since they aren't moving when they get to the hall."
"Does James have his cloak on him? If he does, then he'll be just fine." Remus replied.
Sirius shrugged. "I don't know if he does. Since it was so close to curfew, I would assume he took it, but I don't know."
Before Remus could reply, his whole body stiffened as he came to a stop, making Sirius frown at him in worry. He began to ask what was wrong, but Remus hushed him. "I hear footsteps. They sound like paws. I think it is Lady Bona which means Filch is near as well."
"Shit." Sirius hissed, earning a disapproving frown from Remus. "This isn't the time for you to reprove my swearing, Rems." He looked around quickly before grabbing Remus's arm. They ran off down the hallway a little ways before a flickering torch showed the shadow of an approaching form in front of them which made them freeze. Dropping Remus's arm, Sirius looked at his friend with wide eyes. "I think we are trapped."
"This isn't good." Remus whispered. "I don't want another detention."
"I especially can't get anymore. The Quidditch final is coming up and Shawn will kill me for missing anymore practices because of detentions." Sirius kicked the wall angrily. The brick he kicked moved back in the wall with a scratching sound that got the boys' attention.
"What did you do?" Remus hissed.
Sirius didn't answer as he was staring wide eyed at the bricks that were moving out of the way to open a passage. From the torch nearby, he could see a very long slide inside the passage. "It's a slide. This is our escape route, Rems."
Remus's eyes widened. "Uh…no way am I going down that. We don't know where it will take us."
"That's the fun of it." Sirius replied. "And besides, we don't have much choice. We have Filch behind us and someone coming down the corridor from our right. We're trapped here." He grabbed Remus's arm and pulled him into the passage and jumped on the slide. Behind him he could just barely hear the wall coming back.
"SIIIIIRIIIIUUUUSSSS!" Remus yelled angrily as the boys slid down the slide. He was sitting in front with Sirius close behind him. The slide was basically going straight down with curves in it here and there.
The young heir was laughing his head off. His hair was blowing behind him from the speed he was going. "We should go on more adventures like this!" He shouted at Remus.
"If we don't die!" Remus yelled back. He wanted to close his eyes tightly, but refused for the simple reason that he wanted to know when the end was coming so he could prepare himself for the landing.
"You worry too much." Sirius replied with a laugh.
"Maybe you don't worry enough!" Remus snapped as the slide began to flatten out slightly.
Light soon flooded in front of them as the exit to the passage appeared and sent the two boys tumbling out of it. Remus landed with a groan on the stone floor while Sirius landed on top of him. He let out an oomph from the shock, then another pain-filled groan.
"Get off, you prat. You're heavy." Remus growled, pushing himself up which caused Sirius to tumble off him.
"You could have waited for me to move." Sirius whined.
Remus rolled his eyes and dusted himself off. "Where are we?"
Looking around, Sirius grinned. "Just a floor below the Hieroglyphic Hall. We're in the Tapestry Corridor."
"No time to waste then. We just might be able to beat James and Peter there." Remus said.
"Then let's go!" Sirius replied.
James grabbed the back of Peter's robe and pulled him behind the suit of armor. "Shh. I hear someone."
"Where did they go, my sweet?" Filch's voice traveled down to the hiding boys. "They can't have gotten that far."
"He wasn't following us before." Peter whispered.
James nodded his head in agreement. "So, Sirius and Remus?"
"Yeah." Peter said.
The boys fell silent as Filch and Lady Bona got closer to them. As James watched from his hiding spot, he saw Lady Bona stop near the suit of armor. Silently cursing, James turned to Peter. "Vapeur bombe."
Peter grabbed two from his pocket and handed them to James. A rule that James and Sirius came up with a while ago was, be prepared for anything. That meant, have anything you can use for an escape on you. It just might save you from getting a detention. James threw them hard out from behind the armor. Two crashes later and the corridor was filled with gray and white smoke, giving the two boys time to jump out of the area they were in and take off down the hallway. Behind them, they could hear Filch yelling angrily. James heard quite a few curse words from his and laughed. Not a very good role model if he was swearing when kids were around.
"Okay, maybe it was a bad idea to go sightseeing tonight." Peter huffed out as he and James ran down the hallway.
James laughed. "You're getting like Remus, afraid of a few risks."
"What took you so long?" Sirius hissed when James and Peter came into the hall.
"We ran into Filch. He's looking for you guys by the way." Peter explained.
"Yeah, we know. We just barely escaped him." Sirius replied with a massive grin. "We found this passage on the sixth floor that is a slid that heads all the way to the first floor. It was an awesome ride!"
"Awesome! You have to show it to us later." James replied with a huge, excited grin. "But for now." He turned to Remus. "Where are we going?"
Remus looked around. "There is a passage to the Slytherin Common Room." He approached a hieroglyphic of a snake slithering across the wall. "You just got to poke the snake's eye." He pushed the snake's eye into the wall. "And the wall changes into a door that leads to the Slytherin Common Room."
James looked over Remus's shoulder to see into the passage. Torches burst into life in the passage as soon as it opened. "That could be helpful when we prank the Slytherins. How long have you known about this passage?"
"Hmm, about four weeks I believe." Remus replied thoughtfully.
Three glares were burning into Remus's back, making the smaller boy twitch a little. Their accusation about him not telling them could clearly be read, even if he didn't see them. One of his favorite things to do was annoy his friends so a smirk crept over his lips.
"Are we going or what?" Sirius asked impatiently.
"Keep your pants on." Remus replied. He walked into the tunnel that stayed flat for about five minutes of walking until it started to slope downwards. "How did you guys escape from Filch?"
"We used Vapeur bombe." James replied.
Remus froze mid-step and looked at James in horror. "You did what? He's going to know that someone is really out of bed right now. And he might get teachers to help him if he can't find us. Do you have any idea of what you have just done to us?"
"You are becoming much more dramatic, just like Sirius. I think you are spending too much time alone with him." Peter said, but with a worried frown that said he agreed with Remus. He and James didn't really think about the consequences when they used those Vapeur bombes.
"And stop worrying. If things get really bad, we can just use the cloak." Sirius added.
"Um….yeah, about that, it's in the dorm." James said.
Remus looked at him with narrowed eyes. "How could you forget it?"
"Well, if you hadn't just run out like that." James retorted.
"You didn't have to follow me." Remus snapped.
"Will you two shut up? You're going to get us caught." Sirius hissed.
"We're going to caught anyway because of the Vapeur bombes." Remus retorted.
"Well," Sirius said offended. "Someone is in a mood."
Peter coughed into his hand. "In case you guys didn't realize, we've reached a wall."
James looked up to see said wall. "Well, how do we get passed it?" He looked at Remus as he said this.
"Why don't you just have Sirius kick the wall?" Remus grumbled.
"I don't think that would work here, Lupin." Sirius snapped.
"Testy." Remus said.
"Well, I see we have two grumpy people now. Re, just get us through the wall. The sooner you get us through the wall, the sooner we can go back to our dorm." James said.
The young werewolf slammed his hand into the wall on his right, which pushed one of the bricks into the wall. He took his wall out, whispered a spell, and the wall in front of them began to open up as Remus turned to glare at James. "Don't call Re. I hate it when you guys butcher my name."
"Nitpicky." James mumbled.
"So this passage takes you directly to the Slytherin Common Room entrance?" Peter asked as the group left the passage and came to a stop in front of the entrance to the Slytherin Common Room.
"Basically." Remus replied.
Sirius crossed his arms and raised a brow. "Okay, you are snapping at me, but you are nice to Peter. What is up?"
"Peter isn't the one who threw me down a five floor high slide." Remus snapped.
"I thought it was fun." Sirius said.
"Of course you did! You're insane!" Remus shouted.
James smacked his forehead. "Rems, you don't yell loudly in front of the Slytherin Common Room in the dead of night. It is the perfect way to get caught. We have to get out of here, now."
*Y*E*A*R*2*
Remus collapsed on his bed, slightly out of breath. Even if he did have werewolf speed, he did get tired out.
"Hey James, Re told me that he's not letting us borrow his notes anymore." Sirius said from his own bed.
James shot up from his bed. "What? How can you be so cruel, Re?"
"I'm teaching you. Learn to take notes." Remus snapped.
"Still grumpy, I see." James replied calmly.
Remus sat up so abruptly that James was surprised that his neck didn't snap. "Well, I'm so sorry for having my friends destroy my notes all week, get detention because of said friends, then have one of said friends push me down a slide, then have to take said friends to a secret passage after curfew, then be chased half way back to the tower by a deranged cat cause someone had to knock a suit of armor over!"
"I said I was sorry." Peter, who was lying face down on his bed, said.
"Don't worry, Pete. Accidents happen and we weren't caught. Re is just being a grump." James said.
Remus rolled his eyes. "Oh shut it, Potter." He pulled his wand out and with a quick flick, his curtains were closed around his bed.
"You're still wearing your shoes." James said as he laid back down. A second later he was grateful that he did lie down as Remus threw one of his shoes out of his bed towards his bed and would have hit him right in the head if he was sitting up.
Sirius snickered at him before Remus's second shoe came at him and hit him in the head. He fell over on his bed, holding his head. "Damn it, Lupin. That hurt." When he didn't get a reply, he lifted his head to look at Remus's bed. "Hey! Are you listening to me? Lupin!"
"Ever think he might be asleep?" Peter asked tiredly.
"No way he fell asleep that fast." Sirius snapped.
Peter shrugged.
*Y*E*A*R*2*
"Where is that stupid werewolf?" Sirius grumbled.
James looked up from his lunch. "Don't say that somewhere in public." He hissed angrily.
"And you should realize, Sirius, that Remus is still mad at us so he's been avoiding us for the past few days." Peter replied, not bothering to look up from his lunch.
Sirius rolled his eyes. "I realize that. What I mean is that he missed double defense and that is his favorite class. The last time that happened he got attacked by Malfoy."
"And now you are paranoid that every time he disappears something has happened." James said with an eye roll. "He doesn't need babied. You might not realize it, but the wolf in him is getting stronger so he is too. And he is the best in defense. I'm sure he is fine."
"Except that he never tries to defend himself." Peter said.
James glared at him. "He'll come back to us when he gets over being mad. You'll see."
Remus lifted his head off his pillow when Madam Pomfrey came over to him.
"Do you feel any better, dear?" Madam Pomfrey asked as she rested her hand on his forehead.
The young werewolf shook his head. "I think it's just because the full moon is tomorrow."
A frown crossed Madam Pomfrey's face. "Did you take your minor infirmus potion?"
"I did, but it's not helping. Why isn't it helping?" Remus asked, a worried crease on his forehead.
Madam Pomfrey hmm and removed her hand from Remus's forehead. "I can hazard a guess. Well, your body might have become immune to the potion since you've taken it so many times. It is like taking muggle pills. If you take them so many times, you become immune to them, well the bacteria in you has become immune, but that's not the point. The concept is the same. Since the wolf in you is getting stronger, it has become immune to the potion."
Remus let out a harsh laugh. "I think the potion has made me weak. Before I started taking the potion, I could somewhat handle the symptoms before and after the moon. Now I can't without the potion. I guess I'll just have to get used to life without the potion again."
"Do you just want to stay here until the full moon tomorrow?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"No, I'll be fine after some rest I think." Remus replied.
"Okay dear. You can leave whenever you feel better." Madam Pomfrey said.
When Remus woke up it was to the sound of feet stomping across the tile floor and Madam Pomfrey scolding whoever it was. He turned over onto his side to see who had come in to disturb his sleep. It was Gon Figgle, Shawn, and Sirius. Shawn was levitating a body in front of him. The body was limp so the person was most likely unconscious. Remus could see the messy black hair and groaned. He rolled over the edge of the bed and landed on his feet. A scarred hand went to his head as a wave of dizziness came over him.
Once the dizziness passed, Remus stood up straight and moved across the room to the bed that the Quidditch players were around. "What happened?"
Sirius jumped about two feet in the. Once his feet were on the ground, he whipped around to glare at Remus. "You! Where the hell have you been all day? You always disappear like this."
Remus rolled his eyes. "What happened to James?"
Sirius scratched the back of his head. "I hit him with a bludger during training."
Sighing, Remus looked down at James. Blood was covering his face. The left side of his face was starting to turn purple and black as a bruise formed. If Remus had a guess, he would say that his friend's skull was cracked. Those bludgers were fast and packed quite a punch.
"And you?" Sirius asked.
"I've been in here all day. Haven't been feeling well." Remus replied, stressing the last part.
Sirius nodded his head, understanding the message of it that the full moon was soon. He ran his hand through his long locks in a nervous manner. "Now James isn't feeling well. When I hit him he was thirty feet in the air." He said quietly.
The young werewolf nodded his head. He could tell that Sirius was feeling very guilty about what happened and wanted some reassurance that everything was okay. "James won't blame you. You both know that Quidditch is a dangerous game. Anything can happen in a game, even practice. And this accident is just an example, something like a teaching game. He'll learn to dodge better and he learned how a bludger feels when it hits you and want to never get hit again. Accidents happen, Sirius." He clapped Sirius on the shoulder in reassurance. "Now, not that I don't care about James, but I think I will go back to our room and get started on the work I missed today."
"Okay, see ya, Re." Sirius said as Remus walked away.
"And stop butchering my name." Remus yelled over his shoulder.
"I wonder if I was like you Marauders when I was your age." Gon said thoughtfully, making Sirius jump. He had forgotten that Shawn and Gon were there. "I remember just trying to get through school and hanging with friends. But you Marauders are strange. I wonder what it is that makes you four different from normal kids your age."
The young heir folded his arms over his chest and looked down at his unconscious friend as Madam Pomfrey healed him with a slight frown. Of course the Marauders were different from when Gon was their age. Gon and his friends didn't have one friend with an abusive father, a wizard that comes from a Dark family who goes against his family, a werewolf friend, their little leader trying to keep all his friends sane from their troubled pasts, and so many other problems.
Why did he have to have such a dark past? His family was full of psychopaths who loved all the Dark Arts and hated muggles and muggle-borns. His parents were insane. They would hit him every time he did something they didn't like, which was basically everything he did since he didn't believe in anything they did as being right. He got hit or locked in the dark basement. The dark basement was for the more horrible things he's done. When he was younger being locked in the basement was horrible for him. He hated and feared the darkness then. But all his time in the basement has gotten him used to darkness and he no longer feared it.
Dark Arts were evil in his opinion. All they did was hurt people. Dark curses and hexes not only hurt the people they were put on, but their family as well. It hurt them to see their mother, father, brother, sister, aunt, uncle, cousin, whoever it was to be hurt by that or worst killed. That is what Dark Arts did. It hurt people. And the Dark wizards who used them, relished in watching them get hurt. They were sadists who loved causing those families that pain. Sirius hated all that. He hated to see others in pain. He wanted to protect people, not cause them harm. That was where he began to change from his family. He saw the pain that the Dark Arts caused others and realized he didn't want that.
Having a werewolf for a friend made it much worse. A werewolf was a dark creature. He didn't truly understand the pain of being a werewolf until he met Remus. Remus helped him realize the horrors of being a werewolf. To actually be friends, to actually know someone, who suffers from Dark magic all the time, is much worse. It hurts to know that someone he cares about is in so much pain and gets excluded from society for something he can't help. For this, he knows that not all werewolves are bad and want this. A werewolf friend is good for people. It helps them to learn.
"Hi Pete." Remus said as he dropped down next to his friend in the common room.
"Hi Rems." Peter replied. "Where have you been?"
"Hospital Wing." Remus explained as he opened his bag. "Can you tell me our homework?"
Peter nodded his head.
As he finished explaining the homework to Remus, Peter fell silent and sat back in his seat to watch his friend work on his homework. He wasn't really feeling up to doing his homework. It was this day one year ago that he found out that his mom was tortured into insanity and his father was arrested.
Since he was five his father had been abusing him. It all started when he came home drunk one night. His mother and him had gotten into an argument about him always going out and getting drunk. He wasn't doing anything to take care of Peter. All he ever did was get drunk and his mother had had enough of it. His father didn't like that and hit her. He must have found some sort of sick pleasure in it because he kept on doing it and moved on to hitting Peter. Eventually he started using spells against them. His mother couldn't do anything against him. She had no proof until she was driven into insanity.
For years he has lived with a horrible father. He could never tell anyone how much he hated it. His father used to be so nice and kind. Whatever happened that day, whatever caused that change in his father, he hated it. If his father could just be like he was when he was younger, everything could be fine. But his father changed and it scared him. For six years he couldn't speak his mind. His father always hurt him badly when he spoke his mind. It was part of the reason why he was so shy when he came to Hogwarts and wanted to be needed in his group of his friends. He wanted to know that his friends appreciated him and liked him.
Remus glanced up from his work to see Peter staring mindlessly into the fire. Frowning, Remus put his book to the side and grabbed Peter's shoulder. "Pete? Peter?"
"Huh? What?" Peter said as he looked at Remus with still slightly glazed eyes. "What's up, Rems?"
"Are you okay?" Remus asked concerned.
"Yeah, just great." Peter replied immediately.
An amused smiled crossed Remus's face but sadness shined in his deep, understanding eyes. "I was once told that I was a bad liar." He said quietly.
Peter grimaced. He stared back into the bright fire with a weak look. "My father started abusing me when I was five." He felt the hand on his shoulder stiffen. Remus wasn't expecting this topic or for him to open up to him. "I know James told you all this already."
"Yes." Remus said carefully. "But why bring it up now?"
"It was this day a year ago that…..that my dad was a-arrested and my mom went insane." Peter said quietly as he looked at the floor with unshed tears.
Remus lowered his hand and leaned back in his seat, casting his eyes to the ceiling of the common room. Sadness still shined in his eyes but the amused smile grew and seemed slightly insane. "Wow….I can't believe how messed we all are."
Confused by that reaction, Peter looked up at his friend. "What are you talking about?"
Remus grimaced to himself. "Ever realize how messed up the Marauders truly are. Besides James, we all have horrible pasts. Pasts that still haunt us to this day and always will be with us. They never leave us and cause us so many negative emotions."
"Definitely true for you. You're always grumpy. I guess it's cause you have to leave tomorrow." Peter replied.
"We should forget our pasts and live in the moment. Enjoy ourselves while we can." A voice behind the friends said mournfully.
Peter and Remus turned on the couch to see Sirius standing behind the couch. At Remus's curious look, Sirius smiled and jumped over the back of the couch and landed between Remus and Peter. "James is just fine, Remy. Madam Pomfrey is going to keep him overnight though."
Peter blinked in confusion. "What happened to James?"
"Accident during practice." Remus replied quickly, casting Peter a look that the other boy understood completely to drop the subject.
"Well, since James is incapacitated at the moment, Re can tell us what he did with that letter he wrote to Evans." Sirius said with a grin towards Remus, who groaned.
The werewolf shook his head. "I promised James to not tell you guys."
"Remus, what have we said about secrets?" Sirius asked with a sigh.
Rolling his eyes, Remus gave his friend a lazy look. "All Marauders are allowed to find out the secrets of the other Marauders in any way they can, even if said Marauder doesn't want his friends or anyone to know said secret."
"Exactly." Sirius said. "So you can tell."
"Technically, I can't. You guys have to figure it out yourselves if you want to know. I can't tell you since it is a secret." Remus said with a smirk at Sirius's disgruntled expression.
Growling, Sirius slipped a hand behind Peter and grabbed the throw pillow there. He threw the pillow in Remus face to distract him before tackling him off the couch. Remus let out a yelp of surprise while Peter winced. His black haired friend was going to regret doing that when Remus saw that it caused his ink bottle to spill all over his Transfiguration book.
"Aye, you shall tell me, ye scawy wag." Sirius said.
Remus stared up at Sirius and blinked, and blinked, and blinked. He kicked Sirius in the stomach to get him off him and sat up to stare at Sirius. "Why are you talking like a pirate?"
"Arrr, because we all be pirates, mate." Sirius replied with a horrible pirate accent.
"What?" Remus snapped in confusion.
Laughing, Peter jumped over Sirius, who was still sitting on the ground and rubbing his stomach. He landed on his knees in front of Remus with a grin. "Aye, he means because we be marauders."
Groaning, Remus dropped onto his back and stared up at the ceiling once more, feeling the heat from the nearby fire burning the side of his face. "Oh, how I wish James was here to put an end to this madness."
"Ahoy, me thinks that Jamesy-boy would join in." Sirius retorted, poking his head over Peter's shoulder to look down at Remus.
With a sigh, Remus sat up and grabbed his Transfiguration book off the couch. But as his hand touched the book, a wet feeling met him. A frown came over his face as he brought his hand towards his face. "Sirius, why is there ink on my book?"
An inaudibly gulp came from Sirius as he ducked behind Peter to avoid Remus's I-will-make-you-suffer-a-million-painful-deaths-until-you-cry-for-mommy glare. "Now Remus…."
"First it was my notes and now it is my books." Remus hissed angrily.
Peter, being the oh-so-wise-one at the moment, gulped and jumped onto the couch then behind it to get out of the confrontation that was about to happen. No one wanted to get in the way when Remus was mad.
Sirius jumped over the coffee table to get away from his friend. "Now Remus, I know you are mad, but I'll replace, okay? I'll get you a new book and all will be good! I promise I'll order you a new one right now." He was on his feet and out of the common room before Remus could retort.
Peter jumped back over the couch as soon as Sirius was gone. Relief was shining on his face that nothing major happened between his friends.
"You guys just love destroying my stuff." Remus grumbled.
"At least it wasn't notes this time." Peter tried to offer.
Remus yelled in agony and fell onto his face.
A/N: Please Review!