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! A bit of swearing in this!
Chapter Five - James, again
Saturday 17th May 1976
"OI! Prongs! Wake up!" Sirius yelled, throwing a pillow at the tousle haired boy.
"Wha'?" James murmured rubbing his eyes, sitting up in his bed.
"There's a small matter of a Quidditch final Mr Potter." Remus said, yawning himself. "Against Slytherin. You couldn't have forgotten could you?"
"It's Saturday? I thought it was Friday! Are you sure? You're not having me on are you?"
"No, I'm serious." Remus said sombrely, tugging James out of bed.
"No I'm Sirius." Sirius said sternly to Remus, a grin floating on to his sleepy face.
"Shut up Padfoot…" James grumbled. "Where are my glasses?"
"Beside you." Peter said, walking over and picking them up from James's beside table.
"Oh right, cheers." James slipped his glasses on, and blinked furiously, taking in the dormitory and its occupants.
"Woah, Wormtail, your acne is flaring up again!"
"Cheers…" Peter grumbled, walking over to his bed, his arms folded. "Emily Pugh that vivacious Ravenclaw will never notice me now." Peter ruffled his mousy hair in the mirror and sighed heavily. "Where'd Prongs go?" The three boys turned around, and noticed James wasn't in the same room as them anymore.
"PRONGS! Oh he hasn't gone after Lily again has he?" Sirius sighed, slipping his jeans on. "JAMES!" Sirius rolled his eyes and pulled on a tight white tee-shirt. Remus raised his eyebrow approvingly so only Sirius could see. Sirius immediately smiled back, and shook his mane of ebony hair.
"Maybe he's in the shower…" Peter muttered, strolling over to he bathroom door. "JAMES YOU IN THERE?" He shouted, opening it slightly.
"What? Yeah, I am!" James shouted back, his voice echoing around the bathroom .
"You better hurry up! You need to be on the pitch in half an hour!" Peter closed the bathroom door and shrugged at Remus and Sirius. "Mad he is… Mad…"
*
James eventually made it into the Great Hall ten minutes later, his hair still wet, he had his Nimbus 1000 over his shoulder jauntily, his Quidditch robes had been put on hastily and were slightly crooked.
"You'll be fine." Remus said, patting the Quidditch Captain on the arm.
"Yeah, those Slytherins aint got a chance Prongs!" Sirius grinned, chewing on a piece of cold toast. Peter nodded in agreement and beamed up at James in awe.
"Yeah, course I will be…" James muttered, Lily was sitting opposite him, apparently ignoring him. "If Gryffindor wins, I bet she'll go out with me!"
"I wouldn't count on it Prongs." Sirius laughed, swallowing some more toast. "I get the feeling she hates your guts."
"Well… We'll see…" James checked the time on his watch. "It's time." He stood up, and the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team followed suit.
"GRYFFINDOR FOR THE CUP!" Sirius yelled, banging his fists on the table. The Gryffindors shouted and yelled, even Lily and her friend Ciara were screaming, all dignity lost. James looked across the hall, and gave Snape a fleeting look - he looked disgusted.
*
As Sirius was commentating the match, Remus and Peter found seats at the top of the Quidditch stand, waving a banner "COME ON PRONGS!".
Meanwhile, James shook hands (rather brutally with the Slytherin Captain, Augustus Rookwood) and turned to mount his broom. "Three… Two… One!" Madam Hooch shouted, she blew her whistle, and both teams soared into the air.
"It's Gryffindor in possession! Bertie Green for Gryffindor with the Quaffle, heading straight for the Slytherin goalposts! Come on Bertie! YES! BERTIE GREEN SCORES FOR GRYFFINDOR! TEN-ZERO TO GRYFFINDOR!" Sirius screamed, jumping up and down in his seat, the magical megaphone nearly falling out of his hands. Professor McGonagall was looking at Sirius warily, hoping he wouldn't break out into song.
Bertie Green did a lap of honour, his wispy blonde hair billowing out behind him. Then a Bludger, hit by the rather large Quinn Seymour nearly threw him off his broomstick - he only managed to hold on. "Right, Slytherin chaser Timothy Jagger with the Quaffle, heading for the Gryffindor goalposts. VERA SAVE IT! SAVE IT! DAMN! Timothy Jagger scores for Slytherin…" There was a collective groan around the Quidditch stands, and a booming cheer from the Slytherins. "It's ten all! Oh! Ungardo Tarantino, Gryffindor chaser with the Quaffle! Come on Ungardo! Score! AND HE SCORES! TWENTY-TEN TO GRYFFINDOR! Wait! Oh no! Louis Jones for Slytherin with the Quaffle! Whack him Abe Spencer! YES! Jones knocked off course by Spencer's Bludger! Oh no! Rookwood with the Quaffle! He is heading towards the Gryffindor goal! AND KEEPER VERA WILLIAMS SAVES!" McGonagall was jumping up and down in excitement, clapping her hands together in delight.
"We're going to win Peter!" Remus said, looking up at the match, his face swimming in glee.
"Opal Reeves for Gryffindor with the Quaffle… Towards the Slytherin end - and I don't believe it! SHE'S SCORED! CAREFUL OPAL! BLUDGER! Oh shit…"
"BLACK! No swearing!" McGonagall screeched, as she watched Opal slip off the end of her broom and holding on for dear life. Gryffindor beaters Abe Spencer and Edgar Wicket flew over to help her back on, and stuck their fingers up at the Slytherin beaters Quinn Seymour and Geoff Vine.
"Thought you said 'no singing' there for a moment Professor!" Sirius chucked. "Anyway! Louis Jones back with the Quaffle, oh no! Don't score! He scores… Thirty-Twenty to Gryffindor! Come on Prongs I mean James find that Snitch!" Sirius looked out and saw the Marauders' banner shining with pride opposite him. "Tarantino with the Quaffle! Come on man! SCORE! YES YES! HE SCORED! FORTY -TWENTY TO GRYFFINDOR!" Sirius's voice was starting to get croaky, several months of commentating caused it to go hoarse on occasions. "Paul Hadley of Slytherin has gone into a dive! PRONGS ARE YOU WATCHING?!" Sirius screamed in a panicked voice, Hadley couldn't find the Snitch now…
James noticed Paul Hadley the Slytherin seeker dived - he was going faster then James. With a grunt of desperation, James thought he was feinting - there was no sparkle of gold on the ground. But James couldn't risk it, he urged his broom to move faster, to try and block Hadley - He did, but Hadley, being the slow Slytherin Hadley was, didn't pull upwards in time and crashed into James.
"OH SHIT! JAMES POTTER AND PAUL HADLEY CRASH! SOMEONE SEE IF THEY'RE ALRIGHT!" Sirius yelled, standing up looking frantic, he glanced over to Remus and Peter who looked worried and were peering over the heads of the people in front of him. Both James and Hadley were still on the ground, their brooms underneath them. Madame Hooch rushed over to them and splashed water on their faces.
"Enervate!" She yelled, pointing her wands at them. They blinked their eyes open, James rubbed his eyes sleepily, and it took him a few moments to register that he was on the ground, rather then in the air. "Alright you two?" They both nodded, and mounted their brooms. "Save Feinting to the professionals Hadley!"
"JAMES POTTER AND HADLEY APPEAR TO BE FINE!" Sirius yelled, a sigh of relief blowing over him. "Right! On with the game! Jones with the Quaffle! Heading towards the Gryffindor goal! Oh god! The pesky Slytherins are doing a Hawkshead Attacking Formation! Spencer and Wicket get them off their brooms! Jones passes to Jagger! Jagger passes to Rookwood! Rookwood scores! Wait no he doesn't! My eyes deceive me! Williams saves! FIFTY-TWENTY TO GRYFFINDOR!"
Then he saw it. Just by Spencer's right foot was the glittering Snitch. James dived for it, dodging Bludgers hit by Vine and Seymour. Hadley was now catching up with James, but James grabbed it first. He felt the little wings patter against his sweaty palm.
"YES! JAMES POTTER! MY BEST MATE GOT THE SNITCH! WE WIN! WE WON!" Sirius screamed, watching a blaze of red and gold shimmer against the blue of the sky and the green of the forest. "GRYFFINDOR WIN TWO-HUNDRED TO TWENTY!" McGonagall was beyond tears, she actually grabbed Sirius much to his dismay and hugged him. Sirius dropped the megaphone in shock, but managed to wrangle free of McGonagall, and made his way down to the pitch. Screaming with sheer happiness.
James was beside himself, being hugged and kissed by the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Remus and Peter were draping their banner around James's shoulders.
"I've paid my dues - Time after time!" James sung merrily, breaking free of Opal Reeves's hug. "I've done my sentence, but committed no crime! And bad mistakes I've made a few. I've had my share of sand kicked in my face! But I've come through!" James paused, and jumped up and down on the sand. "We are the champions - my friends! And we'll keep on fighting till the end!" James ran forwards to hug Sirius, his singing and grinning never ceasing to end. "We are the champions! We are the champions!" He let go of Sirius and ran to the downhearted (that was an understatement - they were well and truly pissed off!) "No time for losers! 'Cause we are the champions! OF THE WORLD!" James held on to that note, holding the his Marauder banner, taunting the Slytherins.
He now turned to the Gryffindor end of the pitch, where Remus, Sirius and Peter were hugging each other side by side, in shock at James's outburst of song. "I've taken my bows." He bowed. "And my curtain calls, you brought me fame and fortune and everything that goes with it! I thank you all!" James sang to his friends. He now ran forwards, running past the Marauders - looking for Lily… "But it's been no bed of roses… No pleasure cruise…" He found her, she was grinning due to the win, but then saw James, and her grin faltered, she gripped Ciara's shoulder. "I consider it a challenge before the whole human race! And I ain't gonna lose!" He beamed at her, his face was pleading with her to go out with him.
"I'm not going out with you." Lily said, frowning at James. "Go away now." James turned around, and was lifted into the air by Gryffindors.
"We are the champions - my friends! And we'll keep on fighting, till the end! We are the champions! We are the champions! No time for losers 'cause we are the champions! OF THE WORLD!" The Gryffindors yelled and screamed. James was carried off to the other end of the Quidditch pitch, towards the castle, the Marauders cheering in his wake. "WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS ! NO TIME FOR LOSERS! CAUSE WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!" He stopped, and sighed happily.
"YOU SANG AGAIN PRONGS!" Sirius shouted, though rather gruffly.
"What?! I didn't did I? Well if it was Snivellus who has enchanted us, then fuck him! WE WON THE CUP PADFOOT!" James was so elated, the Marauders were surprised he didn't break out into song again.
"We'll be in the kitchens mate!" Sirius bounced up and down with Remus.
"We'll get some Firewhisky if we can wangle it!" Remus laughed, and with that James was carried away into the castle.
Author's Note - We Are The Champions belongs to Queen (again!) I forgot a disclaimer for the last chapter. Girls (or guys hehe) Just Want to Have Fun belongs to Cyndi Lauper!
To the person that said I should use popular songs (can't remember your name as I'm typing this offline…) - I am using popular songs! I've never met anyone who doesn't know a Queen song! And everyone knows Girls Just Want To Have Fun! I'm not using Britney or Avril (I can't stand them…)That'd involve listening to one of their songs, to write the fic, which I'm not doing… Thanks for the review anyway!
That goes for everyone else too! THANK YOU SOO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS! And look Emily! You're mentioned! But you're in Paris right now…
Well, I'm de sticking myself from my chair to try and hug you all!! Rah!! Carry on reviewing! It really is just lovely to read them!