Guess what? *drumroll*
Another disclaimer! WOOO!
Disclaimer: This is a disclaimer. You should know what that means by now, so, naturally, all the terms apply. I do not own this. Well, I guess I own THIS, but not most of the stuff in it. Even if that made no sense whatsoever, just nod your head.
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James, Sirius and Lily went back to school early. Dumbledore really had saved their lives that night, and had taken them back to the castle without a word. Christmas had been especially silent.
Each student was afraid to break the silence that had settled around them. Nobody was really sure what would be the best thing to say, so they all decided individually to say nothing.
The day for the students to finally arrive back from the holidays arrived. Sirius was writing on an especially long roll of parchment, and James was attempting to sleep in, though his eyes were wide open.
The dormitory door opened, and there stood a weary Remus Lupin. He dropped his trunk, and said only one thing - which expressed everything on his mind.
"I read the paper."
James closed his eyes tightly, desperately willing himself to sleep. Sirius sighed sadly, and turned to the huddled figure of James.
" We know you're awake, James. Just. talk."
James sat up to see not only Remus had arrived, but Peter as well.
"Was there anyone else who." James asked Remus.
Remus nodded, "Yeah. the Storms - they were friends of my dad's, the Junes - I haven't heard of them, the Farrels - Jim Farrel graduated in our second year," Remus paused as his eyes turned foggy. ".and the Waters."
James's eyes widened, and Sirius spoke up, "You mean - Becca's family?" he asked, closely watching Remus's reaction.
But he didn't seem to react much - he only nodded.
It was then James realized he wasn't the only person affected by death. "Was she - ?"
"The paper didn't go into much detail." Remus answered in a hollow voice. Silence followed this statement.
"I'm sorry, James." Sirius said suddenly, his gaze fixed on the parchment he had been writing on.
James shook his head. "Don't be, you woke me up when it happened."
"Maybe they should have just done what the Death Eaters had told them," Peter muttered under his breath.
Remus snapped in the direction of Peter's voice. "What did you say?" he asked harshly.
Sirius was standing now, his eyes threatening. James was torn between shock and anger.
Peter's eyes shifted to each one of them nervously. "Nothing."
By now, lunch was drawing close, and all four of them were very hungry.
They all walked into the Great Hall, with Remus in front. When he stepped through the doors, however, he stopped, and the other three walked past him. Realizing Remus was behind them, they stopped as well.
Remus stood in front of Rebecca, speechless. At first, he wanted to say everything he had been thinking. He wanted to hug her tightly and tell her it was okay, and that she was so lucky, and.
But another thought told him to just stand there and say nothing. This was the easier thing to do. He searched her face for something - anything.
Becca didn't say a thing either. What would she have to say?
He gave her a small smile, and went to the Gryffindor table, his mind silent, but his heart screaming at him for saying nothing.
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Classes had started again, and now the teachers were beginning to mention the N.E.W.T.s, and how much they affected your future, and how they defined the kind of wizard you would become, etc. etc...
James, Sirius, Peter and Remus already had enough to think about even without the NEWTs drawing closer. The air between all of them was quiet and tense.
Sirius, being who he is, felt it was his duty to loosen everyone up. He was in pain as well, but if everyone were a little happier, he'd be able to move on with his life a lot easier.
The rather long roll of parchment he had been writing on had been ideas - rather mischievous ones. A few were a bit cruel and unusual, but in his mind, the Slytherins deserved it.
After much attempts and a little bit of begging, he had convinced James to go along with it. Peter and Remus were open as always to a good prank.
To Sirius, this was the first step to success. His spirits lifted and a grin crept across his face as he explained the plans he had made.
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The Marauders strolled into the Great Hall for breakfast in an innocently casual way, but with their heads held high.
The Slytherins would arrive at any moment. Of course, they would be late to breakfast - but at least one Slytherin had to show up.
Sirius felt like making a big loud drum roll on the table with his hands, but he felt it would draw far too much suspicion towards him, so he sat quietly with his three friends, smiling as big as he could without his face splitting.
And, with much reluctance, the Slytherins arrived. Their robes sported the Gryffindor colors quite flamboyantly, and they were also about five sizes too small.
The Great Hall erupted with laughter. Remus closed his eyes and laughed, Sirius was practically rolling on the floor, and Peter sniggered as he watched Sirius fall over again and again.
Rebecca had her head in her hands, Lily was smiling knowingly at James, and James - for the first time in weeks - allowed himself a small grin. What would he do without Padfoot?
Sirius, in a nutshell. Dontcha just love him to death?
Another disclaimer! WOOO!
Disclaimer: This is a disclaimer. You should know what that means by now, so, naturally, all the terms apply. I do not own this. Well, I guess I own THIS, but not most of the stuff in it. Even if that made no sense whatsoever, just nod your head.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
James, Sirius and Lily went back to school early. Dumbledore really had saved their lives that night, and had taken them back to the castle without a word. Christmas had been especially silent.
Each student was afraid to break the silence that had settled around them. Nobody was really sure what would be the best thing to say, so they all decided individually to say nothing.
The day for the students to finally arrive back from the holidays arrived. Sirius was writing on an especially long roll of parchment, and James was attempting to sleep in, though his eyes were wide open.
The dormitory door opened, and there stood a weary Remus Lupin. He dropped his trunk, and said only one thing - which expressed everything on his mind.
"I read the paper."
James closed his eyes tightly, desperately willing himself to sleep. Sirius sighed sadly, and turned to the huddled figure of James.
" We know you're awake, James. Just. talk."
James sat up to see not only Remus had arrived, but Peter as well.
"Was there anyone else who." James asked Remus.
Remus nodded, "Yeah. the Storms - they were friends of my dad's, the Junes - I haven't heard of them, the Farrels - Jim Farrel graduated in our second year," Remus paused as his eyes turned foggy. ".and the Waters."
James's eyes widened, and Sirius spoke up, "You mean - Becca's family?" he asked, closely watching Remus's reaction.
But he didn't seem to react much - he only nodded.
It was then James realized he wasn't the only person affected by death. "Was she - ?"
"The paper didn't go into much detail." Remus answered in a hollow voice. Silence followed this statement.
"I'm sorry, James." Sirius said suddenly, his gaze fixed on the parchment he had been writing on.
James shook his head. "Don't be, you woke me up when it happened."
"Maybe they should have just done what the Death Eaters had told them," Peter muttered under his breath.
Remus snapped in the direction of Peter's voice. "What did you say?" he asked harshly.
Sirius was standing now, his eyes threatening. James was torn between shock and anger.
Peter's eyes shifted to each one of them nervously. "Nothing."
By now, lunch was drawing close, and all four of them were very hungry.
They all walked into the Great Hall, with Remus in front. When he stepped through the doors, however, he stopped, and the other three walked past him. Realizing Remus was behind them, they stopped as well.
Remus stood in front of Rebecca, speechless. At first, he wanted to say everything he had been thinking. He wanted to hug her tightly and tell her it was okay, and that she was so lucky, and.
But another thought told him to just stand there and say nothing. This was the easier thing to do. He searched her face for something - anything.
Becca didn't say a thing either. What would she have to say?
He gave her a small smile, and went to the Gryffindor table, his mind silent, but his heart screaming at him for saying nothing.
~~~~~~~~~~
Classes had started again, and now the teachers were beginning to mention the N.E.W.T.s, and how much they affected your future, and how they defined the kind of wizard you would become, etc. etc...
James, Sirius, Peter and Remus already had enough to think about even without the NEWTs drawing closer. The air between all of them was quiet and tense.
Sirius, being who he is, felt it was his duty to loosen everyone up. He was in pain as well, but if everyone were a little happier, he'd be able to move on with his life a lot easier.
The rather long roll of parchment he had been writing on had been ideas - rather mischievous ones. A few were a bit cruel and unusual, but in his mind, the Slytherins deserved it.
After much attempts and a little bit of begging, he had convinced James to go along with it. Peter and Remus were open as always to a good prank.
To Sirius, this was the first step to success. His spirits lifted and a grin crept across his face as he explained the plans he had made.
~~~~~~~~~~
The Marauders strolled into the Great Hall for breakfast in an innocently casual way, but with their heads held high.
The Slytherins would arrive at any moment. Of course, they would be late to breakfast - but at least one Slytherin had to show up.
Sirius felt like making a big loud drum roll on the table with his hands, but he felt it would draw far too much suspicion towards him, so he sat quietly with his three friends, smiling as big as he could without his face splitting.
And, with much reluctance, the Slytherins arrived. Their robes sported the Gryffindor colors quite flamboyantly, and they were also about five sizes too small.
The Great Hall erupted with laughter. Remus closed his eyes and laughed, Sirius was practically rolling on the floor, and Peter sniggered as he watched Sirius fall over again and again.
Rebecca had her head in her hands, Lily was smiling knowingly at James, and James - for the first time in weeks - allowed himself a small grin. What would he do without Padfoot?
Sirius, in a nutshell. Dontcha just love him to death?
