Dance63- Hello! Thanks so much for reviewing Sorry, but even I don't know who's talking in 'Straight'. It's one of those things where I leave it to your imagination.

Guest- Firstly, thanks so much for reviewing and secondly, you're right, they probably don't get paid to be in the Order, but I'd read that in a fic somewhere, and I thought, 'Eh, why not?' And thanks for sticking up for me.

And, other guest, I have no idea if you guys are the same person because you're, you know, guests, but I know that Remus probably isn't obsessed with chocolate, but you've got to admit, that he has chocolate in his pocket all. The. Time in the third book!

Guest- Okay, first, I'm sorry about the Goldfish drabble, I thought that I'd fixed that. But you don't have to be so rude about telling me. Second, why on earth are you giving me words that start with 'H'?

Anonymous- You know that crash you were talking about? Yeah, well, I specifically said that it was the plate breaking, not the French toast. It's not my fault if you didn't read that part. And seriously? Starting your review off with 'I don't mean to hurt your feelings?' If you didn't mean to hurt my feelings, then you would give constructive criticism. I know that that may be a foreign term for you, but please, use it.

Disclaimer- I don't own HP.

Moments with the Marauders

Yap- A sharp, shrill bark.

Lily Evans was woken up by the sound of a dog yapping it's backside off.

"What is that racket?" Alice Prewitt groaned, rubbing the back of her head.

"Is that a dog? At Hogwarts?" Hestia Jones said groggily, shielding her eyes from the sun flooding into the room from the open window.

"Is it barking… the alphabet?" Lily said, getting out of her very warm bed.

"I think so." Alice replied, joining Lily at the window.

Down on the grass, right beneath there window, was a black dog yapping the tune of the alphabet. And next to the dog was James Potter.

"I should've known." Lily grumbled. "Potter! Get your bloody dog to shut up!" The dog gave her an annoyed look, and started to bark even louder. Is it even possible for a dog to give me an annoyed look? Lily wondered.

"I will, if you go out with me," James called. "Go on. One date, and Snuffles will stop his yapping."

Lily raised her eyebrows. "What sort of name is Snuffles?"

James grinned. "Snuffles is… a special breed." The dog glared at James reproachfully, and gave an indignant yip. "What do you say? Go out with me?"

Hestia elbowed Lily in the ribs. "Make that dog stop barking, or else I will smother you with my pillow."

Lily gave a reluctant smile. "Fine! Shut that dog up and I'll go out with you!"

"Snuffles, shut it."

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"And that, my dear godson, is how your parents got together. All because of good ol' Padfoot."

Yield- To give up, as in defeat; surrender or submit.

James Potter pushed his wand into Sirius' chest. "Do you yield?"

Sirius growled, his animagus instincts coming out.

"Do. You. Yield?" James repeated forcefully.

"…I yield." Sirius said reluctantly. James grinned, and stepped back, taking in his prize. He lifted the treacle tart to his lips, about to take a bite of the delectable treat, but it was knocked out of his hands and onto the floor when Sirius leapt at him.

They both looked at each other.

"THREE SECOND RULE!"

So sorry about that late update, but I've decided that absolutely hate the letter 'Y'. I suddenly got inspiration on Friday when one of my friends was flinging words that start with 'Y' at me. It was just the matter of actually getting my ideas down.

Also, sorry about the replies to reviews up there. I don't normally do that, but I had to settle a few things.

Hope you liked! R&R!

Lots of love,

Silvs