Chapter Four
Late the next night, after the much anticipated Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Gryffindor, unfortunately lost by 75 points, it seemed they had greatly underestimated Slytherin's strength. Needless to say, the common room was far form buzzing that night. Everyone was in poor spirits, especially James Potter. He hadn't even showered and changed out of his uniform. Remus was trying his best to avoid the subject of Quidditch, or Slytherin, or anything really that might further upset his friend.
Sirius: So Remus pulls up a chair gotten anything further on our little mystery?
Remus: Well, not exactly, only that it's some kind of incantation, but I can't read it obviously, even a highly advanced translating spell won't take any effect on it.
Sirius: so what do you propose we do about it? I mean there has to be something behind it, if it's so well guarded.
Peter: Maybe it's flawless Quidditch strategies?
Sirius & Remus: Eyes widen at Peter as a warning, but the damage has been done
Peter: oops.
James: Why? Why Merlin, Why? he slides his hands down his face in frustration it was bad wasn't it? Rosier was completely on to me, I couldn't shake him..he knows my moves I guess. Oh why didn't I bluff? Tell me it didn't happen Moony! Just tell me please that it was all a bad, bad dream.
Remus: Well, Prongs my friend..I'm afraid it wasn't
James: Oh just rub it in my face why don't you!
Remus: Wha—? James I—
Sirius: Prongs, come on man pull yourself together. Think of it this way, Now you know what to expect from them next time, after all you'll be playing them again at the season finals.
James: Oh sure, with the way things are looking we're not making it to the finals! I can see them now, celebrating, party at the Slytherin house.. oh yeah. Your brother's probably having a jolly good time.
Sirius: Oh, I'm sure Regulus is asleep by now, he doesn't have much a tolerance for alcohol anyway. And Prongs, you were phenominal out there. holds James' forearm in an encouraging manner Really.
James: Really?
Sirius & Remus: Really.
Peter: Well, you looked a little shaky to me after the first couple Slytherin scores.
Sirius & Remus: --#
James: eyes full of despair Oh it's over, it's all over. It's all downhill from here, I know it.
Remus: NO, not at all Prongs, really, in fact take this as a learning experience. Yes, you've learned the painful way not to underestimate the enemy.
James: Oh thanks Moony, just go rubbing it in again!
Remus: James! Holy.. I was just..
Sirius: Well, Lily was watching you the whole time. Oh yes, in admirably. I saw the shine in her eyes.
James: She was watching!? OH no, she probably thinks I'm a huge screw-up.
Sirius: No no, no way Prongs. Trust me, she was feeling you. OH yeah, she was as outraged as you. I heard her telling her friends that she thought the Slytherins were playing dirty somehow.
James: Really? eyes lighting up somewhat How so?
Sirius: Well.. ummm.. from what I heard she thought they were too rough. Yeah, too rough.
Remus: Not to say that our team can't handle the roughness, we just weren't expecting it really.
James: Oh ok, so you think there's hope?
Remus: Absolutely.
Sirius: Definitely. Right Peter?
Peter: Yes, right, of course, why not? Completely.
Remus got back to flipping through the pages of a Persian blessing research book to see if he could make any comparisons to the inscriptions. They heard the low muffling of a female's voice, and sat up to better hear. Shortly after, they heard the Fat Lady's portrait swing open. A petite girl with shoulder length honey-brown hair saunters in, with a bright smile on her face.
Rhiannon: Woohoo those Slytherin's can Part-y!
Sirius: Rhiannon! tries to make an eye gesture towards where James was sitting, head held in his hands
Rhiannon: Oh.. my appologies, James I'm sorry I thought you would be asleep. Anyway, their parties aren't anything compared to ours. Honestly, we're the masters of parties.
Remus: Yes, that would be why you're back so early, right?
Rhiannon: Right. sweet smile to James
Sirius: in a criticizing voice Besides that, Prongs, we know that our Rhiannon is quite the equal oppurtunist when it comes to parties. Isn't she? looks up at her Houses and their occupants aren't the least bit of concern to her.
Rhiannon: Perhaps, but not nearly as equal an oppurtunist as you are when it comes to women, Sirius. Well, I'm off to bed. Oh and Regulus said your mother would appreciate a letter once in awhile
Sirius: sly smile
Peter: Oooh Sirius she got you there!!
Remus: Hey Rhiannon, you're into divination right?
Rhiannon: mhmm.. what can I help you with Remy? makes her way over to Remus and sits on the arm of his chair
Remus took the opportunity to spill the latest on the Marauders mischievous adventures. She looked quite interested, and gave Remus bits and pieces of information that could prove useful, but said she might be of more help if she could actually see the statue they were speaking of. All the while Sirius was snickering silently to James about Rhiannon calling Remus "Remy".
Remus: Thanks, I didn't know you were so into this stuff yawns well it's late I guess we should be getting to bed and call it a night.
James: Oooh.. "we" Remus? Is that an invitation to Miss Rhiannon? Daring aren't we? I didn't think you had it in ya!
Remus: blushes furiously ha ha James.
Sirius: Go Moony!
Rhiannon: unsuccessfully tries hiding her smile Well boys I'm off, Goodnight Remus messes up his hair Oh and Sirius, Regulus said your mother would appreciate a letter from you once in awhile, goodnight Blackie. James and Peter, well, Goodnight. disappears up the stairs
Remus & James: Blackie!
Sirius: Hey, so what? Her family's been close with my family since.. Merlin knows how long? She's called me Blackie since we were 5 years old, so lay off.
James: What does she call Regulus?
Siirus: She used to call him Reggie..but she quit that after awhile, I always thought she started to fancy him.
James: Interesting.. Well Blackie, I'm hitting the showers, and after that, I'm hitting that vodka you've got under your mattress.
Sirius: smiles Feel free. That's what it's there for.
Late the next night, after the much anticipated Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Gryffindor, unfortunately lost by 75 points, it seemed they had greatly underestimated Slytherin's strength. Needless to say, the common room was far form buzzing that night. Everyone was in poor spirits, especially James Potter. He hadn't even showered and changed out of his uniform. Remus was trying his best to avoid the subject of Quidditch, or Slytherin, or anything really that might further upset his friend.
Sirius: So Remus pulls up a chair gotten anything further on our little mystery?
Remus: Well, not exactly, only that it's some kind of incantation, but I can't read it obviously, even a highly advanced translating spell won't take any effect on it.
Sirius: so what do you propose we do about it? I mean there has to be something behind it, if it's so well guarded.
Peter: Maybe it's flawless Quidditch strategies?
Sirius & Remus: Eyes widen at Peter as a warning, but the damage has been done
Peter: oops.
James: Why? Why Merlin, Why? he slides his hands down his face in frustration it was bad wasn't it? Rosier was completely on to me, I couldn't shake him..he knows my moves I guess. Oh why didn't I bluff? Tell me it didn't happen Moony! Just tell me please that it was all a bad, bad dream.
Remus: Well, Prongs my friend..I'm afraid it wasn't
James: Oh just rub it in my face why don't you!
Remus: Wha—? James I—
Sirius: Prongs, come on man pull yourself together. Think of it this way, Now you know what to expect from them next time, after all you'll be playing them again at the season finals.
James: Oh sure, with the way things are looking we're not making it to the finals! I can see them now, celebrating, party at the Slytherin house.. oh yeah. Your brother's probably having a jolly good time.
Sirius: Oh, I'm sure Regulus is asleep by now, he doesn't have much a tolerance for alcohol anyway. And Prongs, you were phenominal out there. holds James' forearm in an encouraging manner Really.
James: Really?
Sirius & Remus: Really.
Peter: Well, you looked a little shaky to me after the first couple Slytherin scores.
Sirius & Remus: --#
James: eyes full of despair Oh it's over, it's all over. It's all downhill from here, I know it.
Remus: NO, not at all Prongs, really, in fact take this as a learning experience. Yes, you've learned the painful way not to underestimate the enemy.
James: Oh thanks Moony, just go rubbing it in again!
Remus: James! Holy.. I was just..
Sirius: Well, Lily was watching you the whole time. Oh yes, in admirably. I saw the shine in her eyes.
James: She was watching!? OH no, she probably thinks I'm a huge screw-up.
Sirius: No no, no way Prongs. Trust me, she was feeling you. OH yeah, she was as outraged as you. I heard her telling her friends that she thought the Slytherins were playing dirty somehow.
James: Really? eyes lighting up somewhat How so?
Sirius: Well.. ummm.. from what I heard she thought they were too rough. Yeah, too rough.
Remus: Not to say that our team can't handle the roughness, we just weren't expecting it really.
James: Oh ok, so you think there's hope?
Remus: Absolutely.
Sirius: Definitely. Right Peter?
Peter: Yes, right, of course, why not? Completely.
Remus got back to flipping through the pages of a Persian blessing research book to see if he could make any comparisons to the inscriptions. They heard the low muffling of a female's voice, and sat up to better hear. Shortly after, they heard the Fat Lady's portrait swing open. A petite girl with shoulder length honey-brown hair saunters in, with a bright smile on her face.
Rhiannon: Woohoo those Slytherin's can Part-y!
Sirius: Rhiannon! tries to make an eye gesture towards where James was sitting, head held in his hands
Rhiannon: Oh.. my appologies, James I'm sorry I thought you would be asleep. Anyway, their parties aren't anything compared to ours. Honestly, we're the masters of parties.
Remus: Yes, that would be why you're back so early, right?
Rhiannon: Right. sweet smile to James
Sirius: in a criticizing voice Besides that, Prongs, we know that our Rhiannon is quite the equal oppurtunist when it comes to parties. Isn't she? looks up at her Houses and their occupants aren't the least bit of concern to her.
Rhiannon: Perhaps, but not nearly as equal an oppurtunist as you are when it comes to women, Sirius. Well, I'm off to bed. Oh and Regulus said your mother would appreciate a letter once in awhile
Sirius: sly smile
Peter: Oooh Sirius she got you there!!
Remus: Hey Rhiannon, you're into divination right?
Rhiannon: mhmm.. what can I help you with Remy? makes her way over to Remus and sits on the arm of his chair
Remus took the opportunity to spill the latest on the Marauders mischievous adventures. She looked quite interested, and gave Remus bits and pieces of information that could prove useful, but said she might be of more help if she could actually see the statue they were speaking of. All the while Sirius was snickering silently to James about Rhiannon calling Remus "Remy".
Remus: Thanks, I didn't know you were so into this stuff yawns well it's late I guess we should be getting to bed and call it a night.
James: Oooh.. "we" Remus? Is that an invitation to Miss Rhiannon? Daring aren't we? I didn't think you had it in ya!
Remus: blushes furiously ha ha James.
Sirius: Go Moony!
Rhiannon: unsuccessfully tries hiding her smile Well boys I'm off, Goodnight Remus messes up his hair Oh and Sirius, Regulus said your mother would appreciate a letter from you once in awhile, goodnight Blackie. James and Peter, well, Goodnight. disappears up the stairs
Remus & James: Blackie!
Sirius: Hey, so what? Her family's been close with my family since.. Merlin knows how long? She's called me Blackie since we were 5 years old, so lay off.
James: What does she call Regulus?
Siirus: She used to call him Reggie..but she quit that after awhile, I always thought she started to fancy him.
James: Interesting.. Well Blackie, I'm hitting the showers, and after that, I'm hitting that vodka you've got under your mattress.
Sirius: smiles Feel free. That's what it's there for.