Disclaimer: I own a crisp new 20 for my money collection. No Marauders. No Lily. And they donÕt even USE 20Õs. So.... J. K. Rowling is the genius behind all these characters. I just borrow them.
(A/N: IÕm really excited to start this chappie. I feel the earth move under my feet, I feel the sky come tumbling down. Oh, wait, maybe thatÕs the Mandy Moore CD IÕm listening to. Anyway, on with the story!)
Sirius was evidently as excited as the author about the party starting. It took James and RemusÕs combined efforts to prevent him from running straight through the door the first time the bell rang to announce a guest. This left Peter to answer. Naturally, the scene was rather a surprise to Steven Stebbins, who happened to be the one ringing the doorbell. His eyes widened but quickly went back to normal size when Peter showed him to the rec room and Jenn, Nikki, and Kaylee entered the room and began going about normal pre-party procedures (A/N: PPP, lol. That was an accident!), normal being interpreted as Sirius-free.
Soon MacKenzie Lennington of Ravenclaw arrived with her friend Lynette Pungerby, closely followed by Thomas Wood and then a couple, Frank Longbottom and Alice Wells, both of whom would be going into seventh year. As more and more guests poured through the door (all Gryffindors -- except Lily Evans --, Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws who would be going into fourth year or above had been invited), it became safe to release Sirius. He now had enough to do that he wouldnÕt cause any destruction of the mansion.
As the hosts and hostesses explained where in the mansion things were located, all the assorted invite-ees began to spread out. Jen put on one of her records, and the rec room became mostly dance floor. Meanwhile, the living room was changed to Concession Central (yes, the pizza needed its own room!) and the sitting room, the sit-around-and-talk-to-people-even-if-you-donÕt-know-them room.
~MEANWHILE IN THE POOL~
ÒHey, that was mine!Ó
ÒWell, itÕs mine now!Ó
Two good-natured voices echoed through the large room that the pool was in.
ÒAndie, you donÕt even use it!Ó
ÒYou want it, Padfoot? Go get it, boy!Ó Andromeda Black threw the water-saturated ball over her younger-by-a-year cousin SiriusÕs head. It landed at the opposite end of the pool, narrowly missing Ian Spinnet.
ÔOf course, the only two Blacks who arenÕt evil are like THIS,Õ thought Nikki as Sirius sighed and swam off to get the ball. But she didnÕt really mean it. Actually, Nikki supposed that if it werenÕt for their buoyant personalities, Sirius and Andie might not survive in their family at all -- literally. She shuddered to think what her boyfriendÕs relatives were like.
Abruptly, Nikki reminded herself that she was at a party. Shoving all glum thoughts out of her mind, she swam underwater towards Jen and grabbed her ankle. Jen nearly jumped out of the water and Nikki emerged, giggling.
~AT ÒCONCESSION CENTRALÓ~
ÒSay, Peter, do you plan on doing anything besides eat pizza all night?Ó Kaylee asked.
Peter considered.
ÒWell... eat chips,Ó he answered with a quirky smile. ÔMaybe heÕs a Marauder after all,Õ thought Kaylee.
(A/N: AAAAAARGH! Endearing thoughts about Wormtail! I canÕt take it! I wouldnÕt do this if it werenÕt in the challenge...maybe thatÕs why challenges are called that... But then, I suppose Peter was okay then.)
ÔI wonder if Peter would seem more competent if he was away from James and Remus and Sirius,Õ Kaylee pondered. But before she could do anything, there was a shout of ÒPOTTER!Ó from the rec room, where the door was.
ÔOh, boy,Õ Kaylee thought. ÔThis will be interesting.Õ
She recognized that voice.
~ABOUT THE SHOUT~
About the time Peter grabbed his fourth slice of pizza, this is what was happening in the rec room.
Remus was on his way over to a chubby Hufflepuff, who looked confused. A piece of something ceramic whizzed past him.
Just as Remus directed the Hufflepuff, whose name was Agnes, to the pool (ÒJust follow the signs, you canÕt miss it!Ó), another knock sounded on the door.
ÒAh, someone who decided to be Ôfashionably late!ÕÓ James declared good-humoredly. He had been having a pleasant conversation with Thomas Wood about his chances of becoming captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team next year when the current captain graduated.
As it turned, out, that ÒsomeoneÓ hadnÕt been invited at all.
As the door flew open, all that the people on one side of the room saw was a mass of dark red hair. The owner of this hair marched straight over to James, who looked slightly intimidated. A hush fell over the room, as well as many of the surrounding hallways.
ÒPOTTER! WHAT is going on over here?! My parents, Petunia and I canÕt even HEAR each other, much less get to sleep!Ó Lily Evans yelled.
ÒBut -- Lily --Ó James stuttered.
ÒI think what he means to say,Ó Remus inserted, ÒIs that weÕre just having a party. You can stay if you like -- IÕm sure James here would like that -- but itÕs no reason to get mad.Ó
ÒYeah, that,Ó agreed James. RemusÕs ability to stay cool often came in handy when dealing with Lily.
Lily was clearly still seething, but now she at least quit being so hysterical. She couldnÕt really argue with THAT logic. Well, she could, but she wouldnÕt win. After all, Remus was the other Gryffindor prefect. Lily didnÕt entirely agree with this choice after his role in turning all her textbooks orchid, but still...
ÒSo... Evans.... fancy staying?Ó James had now adopted what the other three-fourths of the Marauders called his ÒLily tone of voice.Ó
Lily rolled her eyes and didnÕt say anything, but she didnÕt leave either. James, taking this as an affirmative, leapt into the air and whooped.
A/N: Ha! Take that, you tapdancing muffins! I mean, umm... Yeah, hereÕs my new chapter, all you lovely potential reviewers...heh heh...
So, anyway, sorry about the delay in posting. I basically had writerÕs block on everything, but today I decided to just get on with it, because IÕd already planned out most of the story after Lily comes. And apparently that was a good idea, because this chapter is nine pages long (including A/NÕs) in a slightly large font. Thanks for bothering to read this, and as always, review review review! I believe the most reviews I have on any of my stories is two or three, so if you like this one, IÕd appreciate it if you checked out my profile. Happy not Tuesday (well, I dunno, it might be Tuesday when you read this, but you know what I mean) !!!
(A/N: IÕm really excited to start this chappie. I feel the earth move under my feet, I feel the sky come tumbling down. Oh, wait, maybe thatÕs the Mandy Moore CD IÕm listening to. Anyway, on with the story!)
Sirius was evidently as excited as the author about the party starting. It took James and RemusÕs combined efforts to prevent him from running straight through the door the first time the bell rang to announce a guest. This left Peter to answer. Naturally, the scene was rather a surprise to Steven Stebbins, who happened to be the one ringing the doorbell. His eyes widened but quickly went back to normal size when Peter showed him to the rec room and Jenn, Nikki, and Kaylee entered the room and began going about normal pre-party procedures (A/N: PPP, lol. That was an accident!), normal being interpreted as Sirius-free.
Soon MacKenzie Lennington of Ravenclaw arrived with her friend Lynette Pungerby, closely followed by Thomas Wood and then a couple, Frank Longbottom and Alice Wells, both of whom would be going into seventh year. As more and more guests poured through the door (all Gryffindors -- except Lily Evans --, Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws who would be going into fourth year or above had been invited), it became safe to release Sirius. He now had enough to do that he wouldnÕt cause any destruction of the mansion.
As the hosts and hostesses explained where in the mansion things were located, all the assorted invite-ees began to spread out. Jen put on one of her records, and the rec room became mostly dance floor. Meanwhile, the living room was changed to Concession Central (yes, the pizza needed its own room!) and the sitting room, the sit-around-and-talk-to-people-even-if-you-donÕt-know-them room.
~MEANWHILE IN THE POOL~
ÒHey, that was mine!Ó
ÒWell, itÕs mine now!Ó
Two good-natured voices echoed through the large room that the pool was in.
ÒAndie, you donÕt even use it!Ó
ÒYou want it, Padfoot? Go get it, boy!Ó Andromeda Black threw the water-saturated ball over her younger-by-a-year cousin SiriusÕs head. It landed at the opposite end of the pool, narrowly missing Ian Spinnet.
ÔOf course, the only two Blacks who arenÕt evil are like THIS,Õ thought Nikki as Sirius sighed and swam off to get the ball. But she didnÕt really mean it. Actually, Nikki supposed that if it werenÕt for their buoyant personalities, Sirius and Andie might not survive in their family at all -- literally. She shuddered to think what her boyfriendÕs relatives were like.
Abruptly, Nikki reminded herself that she was at a party. Shoving all glum thoughts out of her mind, she swam underwater towards Jen and grabbed her ankle. Jen nearly jumped out of the water and Nikki emerged, giggling.
~AT ÒCONCESSION CENTRALÓ~
ÒSay, Peter, do you plan on doing anything besides eat pizza all night?Ó Kaylee asked.
Peter considered.
ÒWell... eat chips,Ó he answered with a quirky smile. ÔMaybe heÕs a Marauder after all,Õ thought Kaylee.
(A/N: AAAAAARGH! Endearing thoughts about Wormtail! I canÕt take it! I wouldnÕt do this if it werenÕt in the challenge...maybe thatÕs why challenges are called that... But then, I suppose Peter was okay then.)
ÔI wonder if Peter would seem more competent if he was away from James and Remus and Sirius,Õ Kaylee pondered. But before she could do anything, there was a shout of ÒPOTTER!Ó from the rec room, where the door was.
ÔOh, boy,Õ Kaylee thought. ÔThis will be interesting.Õ
She recognized that voice.
~ABOUT THE SHOUT~
About the time Peter grabbed his fourth slice of pizza, this is what was happening in the rec room.
Remus was on his way over to a chubby Hufflepuff, who looked confused. A piece of something ceramic whizzed past him.
Just as Remus directed the Hufflepuff, whose name was Agnes, to the pool (ÒJust follow the signs, you canÕt miss it!Ó), another knock sounded on the door.
ÒAh, someone who decided to be Ôfashionably late!ÕÓ James declared good-humoredly. He had been having a pleasant conversation with Thomas Wood about his chances of becoming captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team next year when the current captain graduated.
As it turned, out, that ÒsomeoneÓ hadnÕt been invited at all.
As the door flew open, all that the people on one side of the room saw was a mass of dark red hair. The owner of this hair marched straight over to James, who looked slightly intimidated. A hush fell over the room, as well as many of the surrounding hallways.
ÒPOTTER! WHAT is going on over here?! My parents, Petunia and I canÕt even HEAR each other, much less get to sleep!Ó Lily Evans yelled.
ÒBut -- Lily --Ó James stuttered.
ÒI think what he means to say,Ó Remus inserted, ÒIs that weÕre just having a party. You can stay if you like -- IÕm sure James here would like that -- but itÕs no reason to get mad.Ó
ÒYeah, that,Ó agreed James. RemusÕs ability to stay cool often came in handy when dealing with Lily.
Lily was clearly still seething, but now she at least quit being so hysterical. She couldnÕt really argue with THAT logic. Well, she could, but she wouldnÕt win. After all, Remus was the other Gryffindor prefect. Lily didnÕt entirely agree with this choice after his role in turning all her textbooks orchid, but still...
ÒSo... Evans.... fancy staying?Ó James had now adopted what the other three-fourths of the Marauders called his ÒLily tone of voice.Ó
Lily rolled her eyes and didnÕt say anything, but she didnÕt leave either. James, taking this as an affirmative, leapt into the air and whooped.
A/N: Ha! Take that, you tapdancing muffins! I mean, umm... Yeah, hereÕs my new chapter, all you lovely potential reviewers...heh heh...
So, anyway, sorry about the delay in posting. I basically had writerÕs block on everything, but today I decided to just get on with it, because IÕd already planned out most of the story after Lily comes. And apparently that was a good idea, because this chapter is nine pages long (including A/NÕs) in a slightly large font. Thanks for bothering to read this, and as always, review review review! I believe the most reviews I have on any of my stories is two or three, so if you like this one, IÕd appreciate it if you checked out my profile. Happy not Tuesday (well, I dunno, it might be Tuesday when you read this, but you know what I mean) !!!