CHAPTER 11: A TRIP TO HOGSMEADE
A/N: Once again, nothing belongs to me
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The Marauder's could, of course, go to Hogsmeade whenever they pleased, on account of knowing every single passageway out of the castle. The Girlies could go to Hogsmeade anytime they wanted on account of them being best friends with the Marauder's. The Marauder's and the Girlies knew that there were rules in place that prevented them from using these passageways, but they also knew that rules were meant to be broken. Furthermore, they knew that using one's head, being smart, being able to think on your feet, making friend's with people in high places and behind the scenes, and a little sucking up could go a long way in this school. Being the top of the school wasn't easy, but it definitely had its perks.
But, today was a scheduled Hogsmeade date, and they didn't need to use any of this, so there were no worries.
Caitie and Jessi were chatting animatedly about a new line of wizarding robes that they had seen in 'Witch Weekly' last night, Cailie was talking to Ashley about which of the Chudley Cannon players was cuter, Remus, James and Sirius were all discussing ways to get some Fire whiskey from the weird looking guy who supposedly sold it to underage witches and wizards at the Hogshead and Peter, well Peter was panting and huffing down the stairs, trying to catch up to the group. He had forgotten his money and had ran back to get it, and they were all making there way towards the front gates to get carriages to take them to Hogsmeade. The caretaker, Romulus Custar, was checking off the names of the students as they went by on his list of kids who had permission to attend from their parent/guardian.
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The eight fifteen-year-olds (well, Caitie would be fifteen in a month) squashed happily into a four-person booth in the Three Broomsticks. Caitie, Remus, James and Peter sat on one side (Remus' arm draped casually over Caitie's shoulder) and on the other side were Sirius, Cailie (Cailie was sitting on Sirius' lap) Jessi and Ashley. They were squished together so much they could barely breathe, God forbid one of them be claustrophobic, but they were all talking and laughing gaily, as though they were one big happy family, (which, in a sense, they were.) A pretty young woman in her early twenties with a blue sequined dress and matching sparkling heels walked over to her favorite customers, smiling happily at their return. "It's great to see you guys again!" She said in a syrupy voice. "It's been to long, Rosie, to too long," said Remus in a long-suffering voice. "Missed ya, Rosie!" Squealed Caitie, who got up and tried to inch her way out to give her a hug, but it was to no avail. She just giggled stupidly and blew her a kiss. "Missed you too, hunny. Now what can I get you kids?" Sirius gave her a flirtatious grin and wiggled his eyebrows, "It's not what you can do for me, love, it's what I can do for you." James gagged and everyone else rolled their eyes, Madam Rosemerta rolled her eyes and laughed sarcastically, "Yes of course I was only waiting for the day a fifteen-year-old said that to me. Anyways, can you guys tell me what you want?" "Eight Fire Whiskey's" Said Peter, matter-of-factly. Remus smiled at the waitress innocently and Cailie laughed. "Seeing as you're fifteen, no can do, lovelies," She said wryly, her eyes twinkling. Pleading and sucking-up ensued. Finally, Rosie just rolled her eyes and wrote down '8 butter beers,' spun on her heel and click-clacked away. The chatter continued and the volume level rose as did the animation used in the conversation. A few tables away, Lily, Becca, and Sammie, (the blonde), were sitting sipping their butter beers quietly and discussing their 'First Day at Hogwarts' and other such memories, when they were rudely interrupted by Peter, who had been pushed out of the booth by Cailie, who was attempting to make her way to the restroom. He went flying into their table, knocking Becca's butter beer into her lap and practically sitting on Lily. He got up quickly and began to scurry away, but Becca caught him by the scruff of his neck and dragged him back. His eyes bulged and he let out a rather high- pitched squeak at the thought of what this girl had done to Sirius. "My God, you could at least have the decency to apologize, but I guess you Marauder's are above that." Peter began to mumble his apologies, but Sirius was grinning and nodding in the background, which didn't help matters much.
"And just 'cause you're asshole of a friend over their thinks he's the big guy everywhere he goes, you will now be paying me for that butter beer you daintily slopped all over my front." James, who had been transfixed by the emerald-eyed girl just left of Becca, looked up suddenly, "If Evan's goes out with me, I'll buy all of you new butter beers, not to mention you'd definitely get with the 'in' crowd by association, Beck." But this was the exact opposite of what Becca had been looking for.
They were not looking for a bargain with James, especially not one that involved dating him. The trio stood up promptly with their drinks and walked purposefully towards the other table, spilling the remainder of their drinks on the unfortunate heads of Sirius, James, and Peter, and that walked out quite calmly. The table was thunderstruck, and it took everything they others had to merely smirk at them, and they were busting at the seams from silent laughter. This awkwardness continued until Cailie came back from the bathroom and saw Sirius and immediately cracked a grin and laughed hysterically, the tension immediately melting away.
They cleaned up the mess and talked some more before Sirius said he needed some air. He also grabbed Cailie's hand which signified that she too would be getting some air, whether she needed it or not.
The two walked around Hogsmeade village for a time hand-in-hand, not talking much besides the occasional question or answer. They were both enjoying this quiet, serene moment, a break from their hectic lifestyles and knowing fully that right now was all that mattered.
"You know, technically we aren't even going out yet," she pointed out to him, smiling coyly, her brown eyes shining, Sirius laughed, his eyes sparkling as well,
"I suppose I thought it was a given at this point, but if it really matters that much to you," he put his arms behind her, lifted her off the ground honeymoon style and spun her around, both laughing a laugh of pure joy. "Cailie Dep," he said once he had stopped spinning, "will you go out with me?"
She looked up at him from her position in his arms and pretended to debate it for a minute before saying, "Yes Sirius Black, I will go out with you, yes I will!" And she gave him a peck on the lips.
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The other six had gone to Zonko's for a bit, but Caitie and Remus quickly got bored of this, and feeling a little bit more enclosed then they did in the Three Broomsticks, they said they were going for a walk as well.
They walked towards the outer edge of the village and then sat down across from each other on some large rocks and just talked. About anything and everything. Eventually the topic came to Quidditch.
"You know the first game of the season is Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw, right?" Remus asked teasingly. Caitie smiled and nodded, then raised her eyebrows numerous times,
"Should be fun."
Caitie was the Ravenclaw seeker and Jessi one of the two Ravenclaw beaters. On the Gryffindor team, James was the seeker and Sirius was one of the beaters. The four were all fierce competitors, being the best at anything they did, and couldn't stand to lose and know that they were second to someone in anything. James was an outstanding Quidditch player overall, and an especially good seeker. In fact, this was probably where he got his ego from to begin with. There was no denying he had talent, and lots of it. Sirius was a good beater, he fit the mold perfectly, and anyone who wasn't frightened of Jessi with a bat needed to visit a psychologist, immediately. Caitie was a very good flyer in general. She did tricks and moves on a broom that many people couldn't manage with two feet planted firmly on the ground. Small and light, she also had amazing amounts of speed and agility. But where actual seeking came in, there was no doubt in anyone's mind (except maybe Caitie's) that James was better. He was more observant and had better reflexes, which gave him the utmost advantage in finding the speedy, small golden Snitch. Caitie's only hope was that she could tail James and once he'd spotted the Snitch, she'd be able to put on a burst of speed and leave him in the dust.
"Who do you thinks going to win?" asked Remus, dragging Caitie out of her thoughts,
"Us, of course, that's a rather unnecessary question." They both laughed, although secretly Remus thought in his heart that Gryffindor had a way better chance of winning.
Their conversation then moved on to O.W.L's. "I'm only really afraid about Potions, because I want to be a Healer, but you need to have a NEWT in practically everything. I'm afraid I won't get into the NEWT Potions class, it'll definitely be my downfall," Caitie sighed; she didn't like fear, or anyone who showed it, especially when she did herself. Remus, seeing her discomfort, quickly changed the subject.
"I think we should be heading back, it's getting kind of late."
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The eight of them met up at the exit from Hogsmeade (this was totally unplanned) and made there way back to the school. Dinner that night was a jovial affair and the Marauder's as well as the Girlies both went to bed that night, happy, peaceful, and contented.
A/N: Once again, nothing belongs to me
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The Marauder's could, of course, go to Hogsmeade whenever they pleased, on account of knowing every single passageway out of the castle. The Girlies could go to Hogsmeade anytime they wanted on account of them being best friends with the Marauder's. The Marauder's and the Girlies knew that there were rules in place that prevented them from using these passageways, but they also knew that rules were meant to be broken. Furthermore, they knew that using one's head, being smart, being able to think on your feet, making friend's with people in high places and behind the scenes, and a little sucking up could go a long way in this school. Being the top of the school wasn't easy, but it definitely had its perks.
But, today was a scheduled Hogsmeade date, and they didn't need to use any of this, so there were no worries.
Caitie and Jessi were chatting animatedly about a new line of wizarding robes that they had seen in 'Witch Weekly' last night, Cailie was talking to Ashley about which of the Chudley Cannon players was cuter, Remus, James and Sirius were all discussing ways to get some Fire whiskey from the weird looking guy who supposedly sold it to underage witches and wizards at the Hogshead and Peter, well Peter was panting and huffing down the stairs, trying to catch up to the group. He had forgotten his money and had ran back to get it, and they were all making there way towards the front gates to get carriages to take them to Hogsmeade. The caretaker, Romulus Custar, was checking off the names of the students as they went by on his list of kids who had permission to attend from their parent/guardian.
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The eight fifteen-year-olds (well, Caitie would be fifteen in a month) squashed happily into a four-person booth in the Three Broomsticks. Caitie, Remus, James and Peter sat on one side (Remus' arm draped casually over Caitie's shoulder) and on the other side were Sirius, Cailie (Cailie was sitting on Sirius' lap) Jessi and Ashley. They were squished together so much they could barely breathe, God forbid one of them be claustrophobic, but they were all talking and laughing gaily, as though they were one big happy family, (which, in a sense, they were.) A pretty young woman in her early twenties with a blue sequined dress and matching sparkling heels walked over to her favorite customers, smiling happily at their return. "It's great to see you guys again!" She said in a syrupy voice. "It's been to long, Rosie, to too long," said Remus in a long-suffering voice. "Missed ya, Rosie!" Squealed Caitie, who got up and tried to inch her way out to give her a hug, but it was to no avail. She just giggled stupidly and blew her a kiss. "Missed you too, hunny. Now what can I get you kids?" Sirius gave her a flirtatious grin and wiggled his eyebrows, "It's not what you can do for me, love, it's what I can do for you." James gagged and everyone else rolled their eyes, Madam Rosemerta rolled her eyes and laughed sarcastically, "Yes of course I was only waiting for the day a fifteen-year-old said that to me. Anyways, can you guys tell me what you want?" "Eight Fire Whiskey's" Said Peter, matter-of-factly. Remus smiled at the waitress innocently and Cailie laughed. "Seeing as you're fifteen, no can do, lovelies," She said wryly, her eyes twinkling. Pleading and sucking-up ensued. Finally, Rosie just rolled her eyes and wrote down '8 butter beers,' spun on her heel and click-clacked away. The chatter continued and the volume level rose as did the animation used in the conversation. A few tables away, Lily, Becca, and Sammie, (the blonde), were sitting sipping their butter beers quietly and discussing their 'First Day at Hogwarts' and other such memories, when they were rudely interrupted by Peter, who had been pushed out of the booth by Cailie, who was attempting to make her way to the restroom. He went flying into their table, knocking Becca's butter beer into her lap and practically sitting on Lily. He got up quickly and began to scurry away, but Becca caught him by the scruff of his neck and dragged him back. His eyes bulged and he let out a rather high- pitched squeak at the thought of what this girl had done to Sirius. "My God, you could at least have the decency to apologize, but I guess you Marauder's are above that." Peter began to mumble his apologies, but Sirius was grinning and nodding in the background, which didn't help matters much.
"And just 'cause you're asshole of a friend over their thinks he's the big guy everywhere he goes, you will now be paying me for that butter beer you daintily slopped all over my front." James, who had been transfixed by the emerald-eyed girl just left of Becca, looked up suddenly, "If Evan's goes out with me, I'll buy all of you new butter beers, not to mention you'd definitely get with the 'in' crowd by association, Beck." But this was the exact opposite of what Becca had been looking for.
They were not looking for a bargain with James, especially not one that involved dating him. The trio stood up promptly with their drinks and walked purposefully towards the other table, spilling the remainder of their drinks on the unfortunate heads of Sirius, James, and Peter, and that walked out quite calmly. The table was thunderstruck, and it took everything they others had to merely smirk at them, and they were busting at the seams from silent laughter. This awkwardness continued until Cailie came back from the bathroom and saw Sirius and immediately cracked a grin and laughed hysterically, the tension immediately melting away.
They cleaned up the mess and talked some more before Sirius said he needed some air. He also grabbed Cailie's hand which signified that she too would be getting some air, whether she needed it or not.
The two walked around Hogsmeade village for a time hand-in-hand, not talking much besides the occasional question or answer. They were both enjoying this quiet, serene moment, a break from their hectic lifestyles and knowing fully that right now was all that mattered.
"You know, technically we aren't even going out yet," she pointed out to him, smiling coyly, her brown eyes shining, Sirius laughed, his eyes sparkling as well,
"I suppose I thought it was a given at this point, but if it really matters that much to you," he put his arms behind her, lifted her off the ground honeymoon style and spun her around, both laughing a laugh of pure joy. "Cailie Dep," he said once he had stopped spinning, "will you go out with me?"
She looked up at him from her position in his arms and pretended to debate it for a minute before saying, "Yes Sirius Black, I will go out with you, yes I will!" And she gave him a peck on the lips.
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The other six had gone to Zonko's for a bit, but Caitie and Remus quickly got bored of this, and feeling a little bit more enclosed then they did in the Three Broomsticks, they said they were going for a walk as well.
They walked towards the outer edge of the village and then sat down across from each other on some large rocks and just talked. About anything and everything. Eventually the topic came to Quidditch.
"You know the first game of the season is Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw, right?" Remus asked teasingly. Caitie smiled and nodded, then raised her eyebrows numerous times,
"Should be fun."
Caitie was the Ravenclaw seeker and Jessi one of the two Ravenclaw beaters. On the Gryffindor team, James was the seeker and Sirius was one of the beaters. The four were all fierce competitors, being the best at anything they did, and couldn't stand to lose and know that they were second to someone in anything. James was an outstanding Quidditch player overall, and an especially good seeker. In fact, this was probably where he got his ego from to begin with. There was no denying he had talent, and lots of it. Sirius was a good beater, he fit the mold perfectly, and anyone who wasn't frightened of Jessi with a bat needed to visit a psychologist, immediately. Caitie was a very good flyer in general. She did tricks and moves on a broom that many people couldn't manage with two feet planted firmly on the ground. Small and light, she also had amazing amounts of speed and agility. But where actual seeking came in, there was no doubt in anyone's mind (except maybe Caitie's) that James was better. He was more observant and had better reflexes, which gave him the utmost advantage in finding the speedy, small golden Snitch. Caitie's only hope was that she could tail James and once he'd spotted the Snitch, she'd be able to put on a burst of speed and leave him in the dust.
"Who do you thinks going to win?" asked Remus, dragging Caitie out of her thoughts,
"Us, of course, that's a rather unnecessary question." They both laughed, although secretly Remus thought in his heart that Gryffindor had a way better chance of winning.
Their conversation then moved on to O.W.L's. "I'm only really afraid about Potions, because I want to be a Healer, but you need to have a NEWT in practically everything. I'm afraid I won't get into the NEWT Potions class, it'll definitely be my downfall," Caitie sighed; she didn't like fear, or anyone who showed it, especially when she did herself. Remus, seeing her discomfort, quickly changed the subject.
"I think we should be heading back, it's getting kind of late."
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The eight of them met up at the exit from Hogsmeade (this was totally unplanned) and made there way back to the school. Dinner that night was a jovial affair and the Marauder's as well as the Girlies both went to bed that night, happy, peaceful, and contented.