Author's notes: *sings* NOW I'M A BELIEVER! AND NOT A TRACE OF DOUBT IN MY MIND! I'M IN LOVE! I'M A BELEIVER I COULDN'T LEAVE HER IF I TRIED!!

Sorry. . . . . . . . . I just had my whole account lost, saying "user does not exist". So I wrote. About two minutes later I went upstairs to try again, and everything was perfect again. Man. . . . . . . . . . I wish service was that good on some other sites.

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'There is no way that he's Potter's father…………no way.'

Draco sat on a couch in the Gryffindor common room. 'He's too smart. He's not obnoxious!'

Lupin leaned over his homework. Draco wondered how he could work around Sirius and James. Of course, he also wondered why he kept referring to him as Lupin, since Sirius and James didn't. 'Because,' said that nagging itch in his brain, 'he used to be your teacher.'

"I can't see why he likes her so much," Sirius whined.

Lupin looked up, rolling his eyes in annoyance. "If it bothers you so much, why don't you go talk to him."

"Right!" Sirius exclaimed. "But first, let me go find my boots."

The moment Sirius was up the stairs James entered the room. Draco had once heard that James Potter and Sirius Black were inseperable. He soon found that this was one of the most inaccurate things he ever heard. Apart from classes, four in the morning, and when they were fighting, the two of them were never in the same room. The moment one left, the other would appear. Even breakfast was in that manner. It was beginning to make his dizzy.

"Have you seen my cloak?" he asked.

"Did you look in Sirius' bag. It's in the charms room," Lupin said, not even looking up.

"What's it doing there?" James asked, but walked away before they could answer.

"HEY REMUS!!" Sirius yelled, coming into the common room, "Have you seen my other boot?"

"Look under James' bed."

"Thanks."

James was back, "Remus, did you borrow my transfiguration essay?"

"No, I think Sirius wanted to," Lupin said.

"Grrr." He was gone up to the dorms.

Sirius was back, and he was tying up his boots whilst walking. Draco wondered how he did that. "Hey Remus, where's my bag?"

"In the charms classroom," Draco replied for Lupin.

"What's it doing there?" he asked, walking out of the room.

"REMUS!!" James was back again. "Can I borrow your charms essay?"

"No." Lupin said firmly.

"Why do you let HIM borrow your essays and not me?" Finally, Sirius and James were in the same room.

"I'm not."

"I'll let you copy my potions essay. And that's not even a fair trade, because I'm not even using your entire essay," James said.

Lupin looked up, his eyes squinted ever so slightly.

"Com'n Remus, you know I'm dying in that class. I'm giving you my *entire* assignment," James pleaded.

"Deal," Lupin said, and pulled out a very long essay. Somehow, he reminded Draco of Granger, and how she did her homework that religiously.

"Thanks!" James said, and bounded down to his private head-boy dorm.

"You always let James get your help on homework," Sirius pouted, flopping on the sofa.

"I'm surprised that he lets either of you copy," he said, "Let alone copy it himself."

"It's not called copying," Sirius said.

"Oh yeah, then what is it?" Lupin and Draco asked at the same time.

"Getting help," Sirius said proudly. "Remus, I need your help on HoM. I can't come up with three rolls of parchment on that war thingy with werewolves and vampires."

Lupin slammed his book on his desk. Draco didn't expect that Lupin had ever been this angry, but then again, he never expected either Lupin or Potter's dad to be this cool.

"Sirius," he said firmly, "People have written whole books on this stuff. I think you can come up with two rolls of parchment." With that, he slammed his book closed, causing some girls not to far away to jump and stare. He got up and marched toward the dorm.

"Who peed in his Cheerios?" Sirius asked.

"I don't think you should have asked quite *that* favor from him. I imagine he's kinda touchy about that," Draco said, shaking his head.

"Yeah, I suppose. But he's probably right. People have written entire books on it."

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Life wasn't that bad in the past. Once you figured out the main schedule for Sirius and James and Remus, and of course, the annoying git Peter, you knew pretty much guess where they were without even asking.

Every other week James would skip the embarrassment of charms. He spent all his time after classes doing homework. On Monday and Wednesday and Saturday and Sunday were the days that he set up Quidditch practice. On Friday he would refresh himself with plenty of pranks. On Tuesday he did all his homework crammed together.

On Tuesdays Sirius spent his time with his cousin, Juliet, who was in Slytherin. Thursday and Fridays were revenge days, were he would get back at everybody who made him mad that week---several times. Monday and Wednesdays were reserved for Quidditch. On Saturday nights he would go out to a muggle pub and get drunk, and on Saturday and Sunday he would spend all his time with girls.

Remus' schedule was more reserved. If he wasn't in a) the library, b) class, or c) the Gryffindor common room, he was d) in the shrieking shack for his transformations.

Peter was usually watching James and Sirius (when Sirius felt like practicing) at Quidditch, following Remus in the library watching him read till Remus got annoyed and sent him off, or in the Hufflepuff common room (that was his house).

The fact that they were hardly around each other lead Draco to carefully deciding what he would do with his free time. So every Friday the five of them would end up playing jokes on people then laughing at them afterward. Life was a lot cooler when you got to hang out with a mass murderer, werewolf, and the head boy that would let you get away with anything.

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Author's notes: Man, I'm glad I got past that writer's block. It's so annoying when you can't come up with anything worth writing. *cough, cough* I want more reviews, so you can have more chapters ^_^!