Lily,

So, they think I am sick do they? Nobody asked me where I was during Potions class yesterday. So sorry that you got a detention and I didn't. No, really, I am so sorry. Don't expect me to blow my cover though. I am not about to spend an hour with the twats. You'll survive, don't worry. And besides, you have Potter's face to gaze at. (ewwwwww!)

There's nothing wrong with his hair! Shaggy dog! HA! It's because of the hair that I think his looks are extraordinary. But yuck, I'm talking about a Marauder here. Something is really gross here, notice how we've been talking about them more than anyone in these letters lately? It's a bit sickening. Let's not.

Yeah, he likes me. I kind of knew it already. About a week ago, just when all of the Gryffindor and Slytherin Quidditch teams were being formed, I started to notice. He started to look at me, and stand up for me. This one time, for instance, we were sitting around in the green house and Cheryl was really loudly talking about how stupid the Gryffindors were. Then she got specific and began picking on individual Gryffindors. Such as "so-and-so is so fat she can't sit on a broomstick without snapping it like a twig" and "so-and-so is so ugly, the mirrors hide from her".

So I told her to shut up and stop picking on us

"You only say that because you know the hat put you in the trashy house, and you think that bringing others down will make Slytherin look better." I said. Then they glared at me, and started to make fun of you and I and Eveline and Honour and the other girls. I got really angry and said

"Oh, this is so stupid! For Merlin's sale. You are 6th years! Act like it and stop being so childish already."

This is when Salome knocked over my devil's snare onto the floor, cracking the pot. The thing started to writhe around and grab at people's ankles. Everyone (almost everyone) screamed and jumped up onto their stools. Severus pulled people out of the way and those brainiac Marauders too over and Peter (quick thinking for once in his life) used the lightening charm and it worked; the plant huddled into a ball and remained curled up there. Professor Vildermin and the class applauded. Then Severus turned to the girls and said

"Really, that's wasn't a perfect example of childish?" he said sarcastically "Take some of Desdemone's advice and start showing your house some pride."

Then he turned to me and said "Sorry" and he nudged the other girls, and they apologized too. Then the Slytherins cleaned up the mess. This was humiliating because they weren't even told to, they just did it because Severus wanted to make himself a leading example. I was really annoyed, and to top it off, Remus turned to me and said

"Looks like you have a few Slytherins under your thumb, way to go" I sort of half smiled, but I was embarrassed. To top it off, Sirius blurted out

"Except Severus, that's different. Dezzie, you don't just have respect, you have that wizard wrapped around your finger, don't you?"

I turned red. Then Vildermin gave house points to the Slytherins and the Gryffindors and dismissed the class and there was a big commotion over it and the houses hated each other again and then they brought up Quidditch and then it was all upturned and it was hell. Since then I've noticed that they were right, Severus does talk to me more often. I hate advanced Herbology night classes.

And I hate the Marauders what is up with the name? It's so goofy. They are such a pack of idiots. Do they really think that giving themselves a name is all that smooth? Idiots. They aren't just super wizards, now, they're super wizards with a name! Ooooh!

Know what we need? We need a name for our group of friends! Try thinking of one while you are in detention. We could be like a gang or something.

-Later

Desdemone

Dezzie,

My hands are so sore! We scrubbed trophies for 3 hours tonight! You'd think that the Professors would be able to come up with more creative punishments- at least more creative than trophy scrubbing!

The usual suspects were there- Remus, Peter, Sirius and Potter. I walked in Mid-Zambini lecture.

"Miss. Evans! So nice to see you, sit your lovely self down!" That wasn't Zambini (thank goodness). It was Potter. Have I mentioned hoe much I hate that boy?

Zambini frowned, and explained to me that I would be helping clean trophies. No explanation needed. He took our wands and left. I looked at the 4 boys. They looked at me.

"why are you in here, Miss. Evans?"

"Stop calling me that" which was the wrong thing to say, because Potters eyes lit up.

"why are you here?" that was Remus

I didn't answer. I never answer any "Marauder" questions. Instead I grabbed some cleaning solution and a rag. I went over to the trophy given to Tom Riddle for special services to Hogwarts, and began to polish it forcefully. Eventually, the Wonder boys joined me, and it was silent for awhile as everyone worked. Then Peter brought up the subject of paths, and it took me a minute to realize that they were talking about OUR witch statue. I began to laugh, but shouldn't have, because they all demanded to know why I was laughing.

"Because Dezzie and I have known about that particular passage since 3rd year!" I exclaimed laughingly. "I guess you 'Marauders" aren't as debonair and exclusive as you thought!"

Potter positively smoked. He glared fiercely and said

"Well Miss. Evans, I'll have you know we've found plenty of secret passage ways! So before you tell us who's the least capable of finding them, think again! How many have you found? The witch, #1. How about the one in the 2nd floor boys toilet, or the one behind the portrait of Cleopatra on the 3rd floor, hmmm?"

Sirius then jabbed him and he shut up. I took out my quill, and wrote it down on my arm- for future reference.

The rest of DT was a huge bore.

Oh! Sirius was talking about the Halloween ball. Actually, I got roped into their discussion. Sirius laughingly asked if you were going with Snape. I replied that of course you weren't, then, as an afterthought added

"why, are you jealous dog-boy?"

All 4 of them stopped smiling and stared at me.

"D-dog boy?" Sirius asked squeakily.

"Mmm…you know, Sirius, the dogstar, rises every year in Egypt. The Egyptian muggles based their calendar on it…"

"O. Riiight. Dog-star. Sirius. Ha ha ha." Remus said, the color returning to his face.

"So it was a bad joke. So what. I can't help it if you guys are uncultured." I said angrily.

Then I noticed that Sirius had effectively changed the subject when I'd asked about you. The sneak! I'll bet he does like you! Too bad he'll have to fight Snape for you! Hahahahaha!

I should stop writing & finish my Potions essay…

Lily

p.s. A name….hmmm…good idea

p.p.s I am leaving this on your school books because we have early morning Quidditch practice. See you in Herbology!

Dez,

I am just writing for the hell of it, because I saw you reading another letter at brekky. How are you?

Where is everyone today?

I count 10 out of 30

Bye

James Potter

p.s. James love's you, he wants you ba

Sorry, that was Sirius.

Dez,

Do you need my Potions notes? You can have them at lunch if you do.

I was thinking- we should all (you, Lily, Ursula, Lavinia, Phoebe, Cloë, and I) go shopping for Halloween costumes Saturday. No sneaking out, it's a Hogsmeade Day!

Has anyone asked you to the Ball yet???

Eveline

A/N I (Siobhán, who is in possession of the notebooks) was going to type up more, but I am currently running a fever, and have been consumed by a need for rest. More later, I promise, probably this weekend, because we have 4 days of No School!!!!! Whee!!! Plus, d'you know how hard it is to make all of these people's writing look different when the only available font it Times New Roman? Oh for the good old days when ff.net supported all kinds of fonts!