A/N- Thanks for the reviews! I'm going to try to make the next chapters longer. For some reason, I still don't own the Marauders or Lily, or Saving Private Ryan (yes, I am quite aware that that movie didn't exist when the marauders were seventeen, but it does in this story), but I do own Rob, Ren, Claire, and Meg. I also claim the van. That's mine, all mine!!! MOOWAHAHA!!! Clears throat Sorry about that. On with the story then.

Chapter 5:

Only Two Beds, What To Do?

The group climbed into their rented van, newt-Rob sticking his head out of Ren's bag.

"I still don't see why you turned him back into a newt," Claire called from the front passenger seat, "I think you two look good with facial hair, even if it is blue."

"And Moony," Sirius called, "The blue glasses are so you."

Remus and James took out their wands. "Do you all like where your heads are now?" James asked.

"Or shall we move them for you?" Remus finished. Silence filled the van.

Suddenly Lily stopped the vehicle. "WE'RE HERE!" She yelled and everyone dove out of the van before Remus and James had a chance to rearrange any of their body parts.

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"O.k." Lily said as they stopped in front of two doors, "Room 505 is ours and 506 is yours. See you tomorrow!" The girls walked into there room. The boys stared at each other a moment, opened the door, peered inside, then-

"I GET A BED!"

"ME TOO!"

"COUCH FOR ME!"

"FINE, THEN I GET THE TUB!"

"I GET THE-the...the..." Peter was left standing in the middle of the room with nowhere to sleep. He sighed and started to unpack.

In the girls' room, things were going a little smoother.

"Queen beds," Lily stated, "Two to each, then?"

"Alright."

"Sure."

"O.k."

After unpacking, the girls decided to go to bed. They had big plans for the next day...

Back in the boys' room, they weren't planning to go to bed for a long time.

"Hello, room service," Rob said into the phone, "I'd like three large pepperoni and anchovy pizzas, one large cheese pizza, three ice cream floats, twenty-five peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and a Snickers bar, please, to room 506. Yes, and put it onto room 505's bill. Thank you."

"Let's watch that muggle movie Saving Private Ryan on Pay-Per-View! " James yelled, "You know, the one where all the muggles blow each other's heads off with those metal wands called guns."

"And charge it to the girls' room!" Peter added.

At 2 a.m., when the movie had already been over for an hour and a half and all the food was gone (or at least spread throughout the room) the boys each staggered to their claimed sleeping areas. Remus unfolded the couch, Rob dragged a blanket and pillow into the bathroom, Sirius and James each collapsed into their beds, and Peter (who had transformed into a rat) scurried into the sock drawer. This vacation was going great. If only they knew where they were...