Marauders - The Musical!

Author's Note - Can you see it? Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs, singing their little hearts out! Well, I imagined it, and wrote it! Enjoy! And review! This is totally review driven! Read AN at bottom for more!

Chapter Four - Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs

Monday 12th May 1976

"Ah, Transfiguration!" James grinned, leaning back in his chair in the Gryffindor Common Room. "We're revising Animagus this afternoon."

"How'd you know?" Sirius asked, looking up from his Potions homework.

"I asked McGonagall yesterday, wanted to be prepared." Sirius and Remus laughed, however Peter shifted nervously in his seat.

"Notes? I think I lost my notes…" Peter said grimly, frowning at himself.

"Wormtail, us four should be the best in Transfiguration in Hogwarts, we just so happen to turn into animals!" James hissed.

"You don't need notes." Sirius grunted. "We are the notes."

"Oh, don't forget - try to control the singing." Remus said, finally looking up from a rather long letter to his parents.

"Oh yeah…" Said James in in offhand sort of way. "I think McGonagall would do her nut if she saw us singing, again…"

"You three were lucky not to get caught last time." Remus laughed, he shot a quick glance at Sirius saying this.

"You caught us Moony." Sirius eyed him back, a mischievous smirk on his handsome face.

"More like I caught you." James and Peter looked from Remus to Sirius - both of them had no idea that Remus and Sirius were both, shagging relentlessly in unused classrooms, and empty dorm rooms, sometimes even the Shrieking Shack. It was only two days since it came out, but teenage boys are awfully horny.

"What?" James finally asked, tearing away from the playful grin on Remus's slightly pink face.

"Just the song he sang - it was Abba." Remus lied, his smile lingering.

"Abba? Not that Muggle band Lily likes?"

"How Prongs, just how do you know what Muggle bands she likes?" Sirius asked, changing the subject.

"I caught her saying something to that friend of hers… Ciara Taylor."

"Oh, right… Only I swear I saw you on your broomstick flying outside near the girls' dormitories."

"What? I'm not that desperate!" James said in indignation, looking horrified. "Maybe you mistook me for Snivellus…"

"Ha! Likely, you don't have long greasy hair mate, you don't walk like a twitchy spider, and I doubt he could ever ride a broomstick!" Sirius snorted, shaking his head.

"Well… I think our dear old friend, Snivellus has a thing for Lily…" James muttered disapprovingly, folding his arms in abhorrence.

"She's Muggle-Born, he wouldn't go near her with a ten foot long broomstick!" Peter's eyes widened, and he made arm gestures to resemble a broomstick.

"He's got a point." Remus added, finishing his letter with a curly signature.

"No, no I reckon I'm on to him! Why else would he put this bloody spell on us? To make Lily think we're a bunch of berks."

"Prongs, she already thinks we're a bunch of berks!" Sirius laughed, his hair jumping around wildly about his face.

"And we have been tormenting him for the past six years." Peter said fairly, but James shook his head.

"I know it… He's doing it to try and impress her…" James scrunched up a piece of parchment he was holding.

"You're obsessed Prongs, has anyone ever told you that?" Remus said smiling, sucking on the tip of his sugar quill.

*

Professor McGonagall's voice cracked like a whip through the Transfiguration classroom later that day. She appeared to have lost patience in the Marauders, who were sitting back in their seats casually pretending to listen to everything she was saying about Animagus.

"The Animagus transformation is immensely difficult, and should only be attempted by highly skilled qualified wizards. Potter are you paying attention?" McGonagall whipped around, her burgundy robes whipping about her legs. "Potter! Black! Lupin! Pettigrew!" She shrieked, she stormed over to them, and looking down her nose sternly at them.

Remus sat up abruptly, he would be in risk of loosing his badge if he got into any more trouble.

"Sorry Professor, I feel a bit peaky, that's all." Remus muttered, fanning himself with his quill.

"Well," McGonagall said, her head tilting slightly. "You do look a bit pale. Are you well enough to continue with the lesson?"

"What? Oh yes. Of course Professor." Remus said, his body filling with relief.

"And, what's your excuse?" She asked James. James opened his mouth, but it was apparently dry.

"I come home, in the morning light!" James squeaked, beaming at McGonagall. McGonagall didn't appear to take him what James said, and bent down towards him. "My mother says when you gonna live your life right!" He was singing… again… "Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones!"

"And guys they want to have fun! Oh guys just want to have fun" Remus, Sirius and Peter joined in with James, and were singing along too.
"The phone rings in the middle of the night, my father yells what you gonna do with your life?" Sirius sung, his voice had magnified to twice its normal volume, and was squeaker then James's voice. "Oh daddy dear you know you're still pure-blood scum!" McGonagall stepped back from the boys, horror in her wrinkly eyes.

"But guys they want to have fun! Oh guys just want to have! That's all they really want! Some fun!" The rest of the class were staring at the Marauders, some deeply, amused, some ridden with anger, like Lily Evans, however her friend Ciara was doubled over in silent giggles. In fact, Lily was the only one not laughing, or not trying to hide their giggles. "When the working day is done, guys - they want to have fun! Oh guys just want to have fun!" They all squealed, now standing on their chairs, their faces glowing with apparent delight. A musical interlude followed, causing the Marauders to conga around the classroom

"Some boys, take a handsome guy, and hide him away from the rest of the world! I want to be the one to walk in the sun! Oh guys, they want to have fun!" Remus hollered, grinning at Sirius, who looked positively mad.

"Oh guys just want to have-" The Marauders sang in unison, now letting Peter take the centre stage.

"That's all they really want! Some fun! When the working day is done! Oooh
guys - they want to have fun!" Peter sang, not looking as impressive as the other three. The four of them, now stood on McGonagall's desk, ready to sing the chorus one more time.

"Oh guys just want to have fun! They want to have fun! They want to have fun! Guys just wanna have fun! When the working day is done! When the working day is done! They just wanna! They just wanna! Oh guys! Oh guys! They just wanna have fun!" James, Sirius, Peter and Remus waved their right hands manically in front of the class, and curtseyed.

"THIS IS A DISGRACE! YOU FOUR! MY OFFICE NOW!" McGonagall screamed, she had come to her senses, but seemingly, Sirius, James, Remus and Peter hadn't come to their senses, as they were holding on to the last high-pitched note for dear life. "THIS IS A CLASSROOM! NOT A MUGGLE SINGING VENUE!" Her face had turned a pungent red, and clashed oddly with her burgundy robes. "I SAID, IN MY OFFICE NOW!" Lily was shaking her dark red hair at the boys, looking at James intently, her green eyes reduced to narrow slits.

Remus slumped off the desk, his eyes unfocused. He was soon followed by Sirius, James and Peter - they too, looked baffled and vacant.

"Why are we here?" James asked Sirius, scratching his head, not daring to look around at the staring faces.

"I think Prongs… I think we did it again…" Remus gulped, brushing golden locks out of his amber blue eyes. Sirius, however turned to McGonagall, who was shaking with fury.

"Professor? We sung didn't we?"

"Yes. Yes you did Black! All four of you!" McGonagall's face was as red as James's Quidditch robes.

"We have no control over it! We already told you!"

"And what causes this?" She said, rounding on Remus.

"I-I think, a strong surge of emotion…"

"Has this happened any other time besides the two incidents in the Great Hall? Or is this the first time we've heard Black and Pettigrew's dulcet tones?"

"No, I mean, on Saturday, Padf - I mean Sirius, James and Peter started singing to me…" Remus said uncertainly, he had stuffed his hands into his pockets as they were visibly sweating. "But no one saw, apart from maybe insects in the grass." Professor McGonagall tilted her head again and was looking at the Marauders incredulously as if seeing them in a whole new light.
"Well, I have no option to put you all in detention. I will however, get to the bottom of this. I don't think you enjoy bursting out into song." McGonagall dusted her hands, she beckoned the boys to take their seats again.

"I rather enjoyed you singing." Remus muttered to Sirius as they sat down. Sirius couldn't help but beam at Remus.

James caught Lily's eye as they sat down. Her expression was hard to tell - was she trying to suppress jolts of laughter, or did she find it amusing that they'd all received detention?

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