Yeah, so I don't have anything to say for myself. This is short, hopefully the next one will be long. Enjoy!

Guest: I would love to, but she is three right now. Give em time?

Miss Elyon: Here you go! But no promises, I might skip and mix and match.

GinMP: A lot happens. This is the middle. Enjoy!

August 1977

"Did you confound Minnie and Dumbledore Prongs?" Sirius asked, following a pacing James. The messy-haired boy was nervously chewing his nails as Remus and Peter, from where they sat on the bed, looked at the letter and then back at James. "Oh Merlin, did you use the imperious curse?"

James swatted the other boy in his head before continuing his pacing. Sirius muttered under his breath, before flopping down on the bed and glaring at Peter who was barely able to hold his laughter.

"Did you spike their drink?" Sirius asked seriously, "I mean, Peter is a better choice than you."

Peter wrinkled his nose. "I don't know whether to be insulted or not."

"It's Sirius," said Remus dryly, "Of course you should be insulted."

Ignoring the cries of Sirius, the two friends turned to James. "Well?"

"Dumble probably hit his head," James said, chewing his nails, "I mean, why would he choose me? I didn't even save anyone."

Remus stiffly looked at James. "Saved anyone? What do you mean?"

James looked up at his three friends, all staring at him confused. "I mean, it's not like I did something noteworthy last year. And the years before that weren't exactly something that would look good for a future Head Boy. I really fail to understand what made Dumble chose me."

He snatched the letter out of Remus' hand and read it again. "I don't know what he was thinking."

The four friends stayed in silence, each lost in their own thought. Indeed, James being chosen as Head Boy was something out of the blue.

"Well," Peter looked at James, "Think of this is an opportunity. We can play all the pranks we want to, with you as a Head Boy and Remus as a prefect. Nobody would think it's us!"

Sirius snorted and shook his head. "Correction: Everybody would know it's us, but they won't have any evidence to prove the same."

"You mean what we always had," Peter said, Sirius, nodding in agreement. The two boys yelped as they were hit on their heads by Remus.

"I think because we hold positions of importance, it's high time we stop with this pranks nonsense. A one or two in the year, perhaps, but we aren't children anymore Sirius."

"Moooooooony!"

"He is right."

Everyone turned to James. His eyes were fixed on the parchment. When he finally looked up, something else had overtaken him.

"We aren't kids anymore. It's time we become serious about our lives. Last year, that is all we have. Who knows what the future holds...We have spent the last six years joking around, but come on. This is it. We need to take responsibility for our lives."

The boys looked at each other, all frowning. "As much as I agree with you," said Sirius, "Are you all right James? You look...troubled."

"I am fine."

None of them believed James Potter as he put down his letter and began to set his desk. There was no way that the boy who would laugh at every stupid joke and pull a prank on a weekly basis would suddenly change his lifestyle. But then again, it was his life. It was his decision. People made promises all the time, but those words hardly mattered.

After all, nobody knew what the future held now, did they?

September 1977

Lily Evans was absolutely fine, thank you very much. Her stomach was not flipping at every thought and she certainly wasn't shaking. She was the Head Girl, that's all. It wasn't anything to be nervous about.

As far as the Head Boy was considered, Lily knew she could handle it. Any Claw or Puff would be friendly enough with her. Slytherin, maybe not so much, but they couldn't exactly do anything anymore. As far as her own house was considered, Lily doubted there would be anyone else other than Remus who could get the position.

Smiling at the juniors, Lily made her way towards the Prefects' cabin. The rounds would start soon enough and she did not want to late. She pulled open the doors and the few prefects were already seated. They were whispering excitedly amongst themselves. Lily could relate to the whole lot- two years ago she had been at the same place.

Remus was there too, but he wasn't wearing the Head Boy badge. That was fine, but what the hell was Potter doing there?

"Potter, out. Now."

James turned around with a shit-eating grin on his face. "I am afraid I can't Evans. See this here?"

The shiny badge on Potter's robes immediately got Lily's attention. Surely, he must be pranking her.

"What...How..."

"I was as dumbfounded as you are darling Evans," said James, waving his hands in a fashionable way, "But it seems Dumble and Minnie have finally lost all sense they ever had. Well then, let's shake hands now, shall we? To an uneventful year?"

Lily glared suspiciously at the extended hand. But nobody else had come up yet, saying they were the Head Boy. Moreover, Remus was just watching the whole debacle with a smile. Lily trusted Remus. With a suspicious glance, Lily took the hand and shook it harshly.

The fact that fireworks had not gone off yet was answer enough. Potter was serious, for once in his life.