A/N: Hey everybody. Okay, so I have had the worst computer luck in the past two weeks. My computer began to act funny around two weeks ago, not doing what I would tell it to do. Like, for example, it wouldn't save. Well, last week, it completely crashed. It turns out that I got a computer virus. So, in other words, I lost every bit of writing I have ever done. So, I have no clue what I had written for this chapter, and I have to re-write it. So, to appease you until then, here is a brief interlude. The next chapter should be up this weekend, with any luck. This is really a sneak-peak in a way, because I sort of like how this turned out, and I am going to expand on it. So, here it is:

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A Moony, Wormtail, and Padfoot Interlude

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Winter had passed, and Spring was in full bloom. February faded into March, and March into April. This fine April evening, our favorite Marauders (minus James) were discussing the somewhat-recent events, and making new bets of their own.

Remus laid back on the giant four-poster bed, as he popped a Chocolate Frog into his mouth. "So, how long do you reckon before James breaks up Lily and Snape?" he asked his companions. His less mature companion threw a fizzing whizbee at him.

"Are you joshing me? Lily never wants to as much look at James Potter ever again, let alone forgive him. Now, don't get me wrong. The breakup of Lily and Snape is inevitable. But she isn't going to come crawling to James like he expects." Sirius flipped over upside down, his upper-body over the bed. He looked at Remus, and finished, "Never in a thousand years." Sirius threw another fizzing whizbee, this time at Peter, who was propped on his pillows with a large assortment of candy before him.

Peter popped his eighteenth chocolate frog into his mouth. "I disagree," he said, chocolate smearing his lips. "Lily will forgive Prongs. She can't resist – you've seen how all the girls are with him. Yeah, a few of them get angry with him, and say that they never want to see him again. But when it comes down to it, they all come back in the end. James just has that effect…" He popped the thrown whizbee into his pig-like mouth.

"But Lily isn't any other girl. She's the Green Eyed Monster! Have you seen how tight that leash that she has around Snape's neck really is? And she is still Miss Perfect, as untamable as from the start. Lily is definitely not one of those airheads that falls over James. Monsters can't fall in love." Remus threw the whizbee back at Sirius, and it went straight in his mouth. He was a Chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, and no one could deny his amazing aim. Sirius, who was choking, certainly couldn't.

"So, Sirius, I have you done for 'Never in a thousand years', and Peter, I have you down for 'Any day now'. I really suggest you change that though – you've already lost 150 Knuts.. There's also around 15 bets that favor 'Never', and 200 that favor 'By the end of the year'. I personally believe 'Sixth Year', along with 100 others. There are 527 bets that James will 'pummel that slimy Slytherin into the ground by the end of the year'. Sirius, if you win everything, you're up 2,168 galleons, including the payment James would owe you…"

"But James is… well… James," Peter interrupted. "He'll figure out someway to win the crazy bet he has with you, Sirius." Peter gulped down another chocolate frog, before beginning on a large pile of Bertie Bott's Flavored Beans. "You'll be down only 350 galleons but you will lose your pride and dignity. You know that James is going to win. He always wins…"

Sirius chuckled. "You reckon? Nah, he's forgotten about Lily. He knows that he lost. In fact, if I'm correct, he is in the Third Floor Alcove right now, being seduced by Vanessa McKinnon as we speak…"

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A/N: Like I said, this is going to be a part of Chapter 13, which I will hopefully finish this weekend.

~Noelle

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