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James, Sirius and Remus walked to the Quidditch pitch. James didn't have a broom but he figured Harry would give him one. Was he supposed to walk around with a broom stick in his pocket at all hours of the day? He doubted it.
Sirius looked around the pitch and noticed that the others hadn't arrived yet. "Where do you think they are?" he asked looking around.
Remus shrugged, "Don't know, hope they hurry up though; I'm cold."
James nodded and looked around; he saw three figures walking towards them. "There they are!" he said pointing at them like a little kid.
Harry walked over to them with two brooms over his shoulder. "I borrowed these from the team. They are Nimbus 2000's; I would use my Firebolt but it wouldn't be a very fair trial."
James, who didn't know anything of the Nimbus or Firebolt just nodded dumbly. He was itching to try these futuristic brooms.
"What are the terms?" Sirius asked.
Harry looked at James. "Well I was thinking maybe a race; it wouldn't be fair if I used skills you had never heard of." James looked about to protest but held up a hand. "It wouldn't be fair, and a race would be."
James nodded, "What if we tie?"
Harry shrugged, "Then Ron and Sirius, sorry Orion, get to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."
James grinned at Harry. "Alright, a race it is."
Harry nodded and handed James a Nimbus 2000. "Try it out, I have ridden one before, you need to try it too."
James grinned and hopped on the broom. When he got in the air he smiled, it had been a few days since he had flown. Now that he thought about it, flying was so natural to him. Since Harry was his son he figured he would be good but James was completely convinced that Harry wouldn't win. James sighed happily then landed back on the ground.
"The broom flies like a dream! I never thought it would be so smooth."
Harry grinned, "Yeah, it is pretty good. The Firebolt is better though."
James shrugged. "Let's start here and race one lap. Sirius, Remus, Ron, and Hermione can judge who won."
Harry nodded, "That's fair." He looked at Hermione. "You tell us when to start."
Hermione grumbled about being told what to do but nodded. "Alright, fine. Mount your booms." They did as she said. "Take your mark, get set, and GO!"
They all watched as James and Harry sped away from them and around the pitch.
"You're pretty good." James remarked to Harry.
Harry grinned. "You're not too bad either."
James put on an extra burst of speed but couldn't get in front of Harry. Where ever he was, Harry was right next to him.
Harry was trying to put on bursts of speed to get ahead of James, but since James was doing the same thing; Harry was becoming annoyed. He had always known his father was a good flier but he didn't think his skills could match his own.
James and Harry came speeding back to where they had started. It had been a tie.
"Bloody brilliant!" Ron exclaimed running over to James and Harry.
Sirius looked slightly sulky. "I don't want to have to sing with him." He said. "I would rather sing alone."
Ron had a shadow pass over his face; he honestly was in no mood to stand up in the Great Hall and sing the childish song. He got an evil glint in his eyes, so much like his twin brothers. "Well then you can sing it alone."
Sirius looked at him. "OK!"
Ron stared at him. "You want to sing it?"
Sirius shrugged, "Why not? It will be like old times."
Remus looked at Sirius oddly. "What old times Padfoot?"
Sirius looked at Remus like he was a complete idiot. "The times before we died."
"We aren't dead Padfoot." James said.
"We are going to die Prongs. You heard what Professor Lupin said."
James and Remus finally caught on to what Sirius meant; but they still stared at him like he was crazy.
Ron, Hermione, and Harry watched the three Marauders; they were completely confused but didn't care.
Harry turned to Ron, "So you got out of singing."
Ron nodded, "Yeah,"
Hermione grinned. "Good, you can't sing too well."
Ron glared, "How do you know?" he snapped
She glared back, "Every year I hear you sing the school song. You slaughter it!"
Ron glared but had to agree with Hermione.
"Can Sirius sing though?" Harry asked
Hermione shrugged, "Dunno, go ask him."
Harry rolled his eyes and went over to Sirius. "Hey, can you sing?"
Sirius beamed, "Of course."
Harry raised an eyebrow, "Can you really sing? I mean other than singing in the shower."
James nodded, "Yeah, he isn't too bad actually."
Remus nodded his agreement. "It really surprised us. We only found out because he sang Mary had a Little Lamb."
Harry looked at Sirius, "You have a thing for nursery rhymes don't you."
Sirius shrugged, "Well what can I say?"
"Our Padfoot is a little weird." Remus said
Sirius smacked him. "And you're not Moony?"
Remus just shrugged.
James laughed at the two of them. "Come on; let's head up to the castle."
The other five nodded and walked up to the castle talking to each other. When Ron asked Sirius if he was embarrassed that he had to sing, Sirius just looked at him like he was mental. Ron decided to drop the subject and talked to Hermione instead.
When they got to the common room Remus, Hermione, and Ron went to do their homework. The only reason Ron had gone was because he wanted Hermione's help. He figured Remus could help him too since he was smart. Harry was going to help them but Sirius beckoned to him.
"Come here Pronglet." He whispered.
Harry looked oddly at Sirius but obeyed his Godfather's command. "What?" he asked back in a whisper.
"Do you have the map?" James asked.
Harry nodded and reached his hand into his pocket. "Why? Where do you want to go?"
"To Hogsmead you git. Where else?" Sirius asked.
Harry rolled his eyes and handed the map to James.
Sirius eyed it, "It is a lot more tattered than when we first made it."
"Well it has had three owners before me and after you." Harry replied.
Sirius and James looked horrified. "Who got our map?!" James hissed angrily
"Filch,"
"FILCH!" Sirius screeched.
Harry nodded, "Yes, Filch, George Weasely, and Fred Weasely. Fred and George put it to good use but Filch didn't know how to work it. He confiscated it from you four at the end of your seventh year. That is what Remus told me anyways."
Sirius was fuming and James looked equally angry. Their precious map; how could anyone other than a Marauder use the precious map.
Harry, sensing what they were thinking quickly told them about all the things Fred and George had done with it. That seemed to make them feel better but they still couldn't get over the fact that Filch had been in possession of the Marauderers Map.
"Well, let's go." James said.
"Come on Pronglet." Sirius said.
Harry shook his head. "No, you two can go. If James and I both go people are going to be scared; or have you not noticed that Sirius's charm is still in use?"
"Oh yeah." James muttered. "Well then we will go."
Sirius nodded, "No reason not to."
Harry bit his bottom lip, "Don't go to get butter beer." He said "Madame Rosemerta still works there and she will recognise Sirius. Just go to Zonko's and avoid the Three Broom Sticks."
Sirius rolled his eyes. "Yes mum."
James actually understood the seriousness of what Harry was saying. "I will go inside to get the butter beer. Sirius can wait outside in the crowd."
Harry nodded and watched as the two friends walked out of the portrait hole, careful that they weren't caught by any of the teachers or prefects.
Harry went and sat in one of the squashy sofas and stared into the fire. He had no idea how long he sat there but was jostled back to reality by someone banging on his shoulder.
"Look what we got!" Sirius nearly yelled.
"Yeah, they have so much new stuff since we were there. And Honeydukes had even better candy that they do in our time!" James exclaimed
Harry laughed at their wide eyes and open mouths. "I guess you are pleased then?"
"Are you nuts? Of course we are!" Sirius said
Harry looked up at the clock. "Well, it is time for me to go to sleep." Harry said goodnight to Sirius and James then went up to his dormitory.
James, Sirius, Ron, Remus and Hermione soon followed suit.
* * * * *
The next morning Sirius woke up and gargled with warm water to loosen up his vocal cords. James and Remus thought he was crazy but he ignored them.
"Come on." He commanded, "I want to get to the Great Hall early so that I can be sure everyone is there when I begin to sing."
James and Remus would have laughed but decided against it since Sirius was holding his shoes.
The three quickly dressed and ran out of the dormitory, common room, and down to the Great Hall.
Sirius sat down next to Ron. "Last time to sing with me."
Ron looked at his sister who looked at him oddly. He looked up at Sirius, "Er…no thanks."
Sirius shrugged, "Suit yourself mate."
Sirius sat down and waited for fifteen minutes before he stood up again. He glanced up at the teachers table and noticed Snape was watching him, Sirius waved and grinned evilly at Snape then looked down at James. "It is time."
James nodded seriously, "Yes, it is the moment."
Harry looked at Remus to ask but Remus was grinning at them.
"The moment of truth." Remus said.
Harry decided not to ask after he heard Remus say that. He decided it was for the better if he didn't understand what was going on.
Sirius cleared his through raised his hand and began to sing:
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Then the trav'ler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
How could he see where to go,
If you did not twinkle so?
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
In the dark blue sky you keep, and
Through my curtains often peep,
For you never shut your eyes,
Till the morning sun does rise.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the trav'ler in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle on, please, little star.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!"
The entire time of the song he was making gestures and motions with his hands. When he finished he looked up at the teachers table he saw Professor Lupin laughing with his head in his hands; Snape looked as though he wanted to strangle Sirius for some unknown reason; McGonagall looked a mixture between humour and anger, while Dumbledore looked as though he had just been told the best joke.
Sirius beamed at everyone in the Great Hall who had become silent when Sirius had started to sing. Sirius grinned at James and Remus, then plopped down in his chair and began to eat as though nothing had happened.
A/N The tied but Sirius still sang alone. ^-^
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