A/N: Hello peoples of the world! Sorry for the wait; we've been practicing really hard for the volleyball club tryouts (TVA, to be exact). Now, for the reviews:

brenngt14- The shop owners bow to Sirius because his family is not only very rich, but they are very powerful and influential. Obviously, no one would want to get on their bad side.

siriuszsecretlover- Yuppers! Snape's a punk and Peter's a loser! lol!

Saeble- We're glad that you enjoyed it!

Alteng- Don't worry, Remus, Sirius, and James will warm up to Peter after awhile, and James will warm up to Quidditch.

caitiedeezer- Yup, gotta love Cast Away. Thanks for clearing up the typo too!

Top Bitch- You're right, Peter wasn't always an idiot, but he is eleven. He will mature and grow out of it. Besides, this is a comedy, so some things will be slightly exaggerated, but it will mostly stay true to what is known about the Marauders. The Marauders will accept them into their group, but not many people become instant friends, even the Marauders aren't that close yet (haven't you noticed that they have been keeping secrets from each other?). About Remus being a werewolf, we are going to make it obvious, but the year just began. Didn't you read the part where Dumbledore speaks to Remus privately? He was discussing some time table error (that was a cover-up to Sirius and James), he was telling Remus about the Shrieking Shack, the Whomping Willow, etc. Not everything will happen in the first year. Besides all of that, thank you for your review. We hope that you're inquiries were cleared up.

Red English Rose- Yeah, we loved Peter's little adventure.

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Kamden- Yes, it is interesting...

Chapter Six: The One With the Howler

"I don't believe it!" Sirius groaned. "Classes today?! We just can't have classes today." James looked up from the school newsletter curiously.

"Sirius, today is Thursday. Why wouldn't we have classes today?"

"It's a holiday. That should mean that we don't have to go to class or something." Sirius responded. James shook his head and he placed the newsletter down carefully.

"What holiday?"

"Thanksgiving. Okay, I know that it is an American holiday, but shouldn't we have a day to be thankful for no school too?"

"Yeah, we should." James agreed, stirring his oatmeal excitedly.

"We should sign a petition. Am I right, Remus? Remus?!" Sirius jerked his head to look down at the weary visage of Remus. Remus was sound asleep. Sirius got aggravated and he began pinching Remus's shoulder repeatedly until his hand was swatted away and Remus was sitting upright. His shoulders were slouched forward; his eyes were unfocused.

"Why are you so tired? What did you do last night?" inquired James.

"I was, um, at St. Mungos." Remus said after a prolonged yawn.

"Why?"

"Er, I was visiting my sick mum."

"Wow," Peter cut in, "You must really care for her to have done that!"

"Peter," said Sirius, "What are you doing?"

"We're talking," exclaimed Peter, "That's what friends do, of course!"

"We're not your friends!" James said. Peter rolled his eyes.

"You're still in Phase Two?"

"Peter, explain to me this," Sirius began, "but how could we have changed since you woke us up at three o' clock in the morning?!"

"I was cold." whined Peter.

"So you woke us up and asked us to give you our blanket?"

"Well, a friend would have given up a blanket..."

"Peter! We are not your friends. You still haven't answered Sirius's question, and... oh, never mind. Just drop it, okay?" Peter then stood up and dropped his plate.

"Let's sit here." said Sirius. He was pointing to three seats in the third row. James and Remus didn't budge.

"Sirius, are you alright?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Because," Remus began, "you always pick the back row to be as far away from the professor as possible. Now you want to sit in the front of the classroom?" Sirius smiled sheepishly.

"Well, I wanted to ask out Lauren Stevens, and she usually sits in the second row." Peter popped up from behind them.

"You want a girlfriend? Aren't we still a bit young for that?" he asked.

"Peter! Where did you come from?"

"My mum told me that most of her family comes from Sweden." Sirius and James looked at him as if he was a complete nutcase. Professor Flitwick entered the classroom and the trio shooed Peter away. The professor started a long lecture on the Flipendo spell.

"You wanted to ask a girl out during class?" Remus said.

"I wanted to do it before dinner, and this is the first that I have seen of her today. I was hoping that we would be having a practical lesson today, since Flitwick is lecturing, I better write a note."

"So this is why you were mad about there being classes today." Remus stated.

"You were listening to me this morning!"

"A note?!" James nearly shouted. "Sirius, come on, that is definitely not the best way to- "

"It'll be a nice note."

"Let me read it when you're done."

"Don't talk when I'm talking Mr. Potter. Next time, I will deduct points." the miniscule teacher squeaked.

"Yes, sir." James said obediently. Sirius then pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. Remus snorted softly and shook his head.

"I still can't believe that you are going to write the note."

"Mm-hm." It took Sirius less than two minutes to finish the note. James snatched it away and began to read it.

"Sirius, you can't give Lauren this."

"Why not?"

"'You're the only First Year with boobs.' Sirius, please."

"What? It's true."

"Look at this here: 'I like your hips.' Would you be happy if a girl said the fact that you had nice hips was the reason why she liked you?"

"Yes."

"At least say something about her personality."

"Oh yeah, gotta add that." Sirius scribbled another sentence onto the note. Remus read the letter as soon as it was finished.

"That's all?"

"That's what I told him." James stated in agreement.

"There must be something very interesting on that parchment, otherwise you'd be listening to my lecture." said a voice behind Sirius. "Would you kindly share it with the class?" Sirius shrugged.

"Sure." James gaped at him.

"Are you insane?" he whispered hoarsely. Either Sirius didn't hear him, or he had selective hearing. He walked over to Lauren and placed the note on her desk. She blushed and read it out loud. There was a chorus of "awww" from all of the girls once Lauren had finished the note.

"That was so sweet! I would love to go out with you."

Sirius and Lauren seated themselves next to each other at the dinner table, and Remus and James across from them. Peter, to Remus's displeasure, was seated to his right. Peter was making such a mess while eating that it caused Remus and several onlookers to lose their appetites. A silver hawk soon flew in the Great Hall, a Howler clutched in its talons. It circled over the Gryffindor Table.

"Wow," Peter exclaimed, his mouth full of chicken. He swallowed, "whose hawk is that? They are so rare!"

"Whoever owns it is getting a Howler." said James excitedly. Sirius wasn't as pleased.

"That's my hawk, Artemis. I guess that's my Howler too." Sirius groaned, his eyes following his Howler as it was dropped into his lap. He picked up the Howler and carefully tore the scarlet envelope. It let out a terrible shriek.

"WHY DID YOU LET YOURSELF BE PLACED IN GRYFFINDOR?! YOU ARE A BLACK! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO US?! YOU HAVE PUT OUR NAME IN SHAME BY CONVERSING WITH MUDBLOOD TRASH! WORST OF ALL WAS THAT I DIDN'T HERE THIS APALLING BIT OF NEW FIRST FROM YOU! IN FACT, YOU DIDN'T EVEN TELL ME! WERE YOU PLANNING ON TELLING ME EVER, YOU FOUL BOY! THERESA SNAPE TOLD ME, BY THE WAY," Snape began hitting his head on the Slytherin Table, wondering why he ever told his mother, "AND SHE ALSO TOLD ME THAT YOU'VE HAD MUGGLE FRIENDS FOR YEARS! AND BEHIND YOU OWN MOTHER'S BACK! YOU ARE AN UNGRATEFUL, HORRID CHILD! DON'T EXPECT TO BE ACCEPTED BACK INTO THE BLACK HOUSEHOLD THIS SUMMER, YOU FILTHY GRYFFINDOR!" Sirius sat there, pale and wide-eyed. He inhaled sharply.

"Well, looks like I can't go home now." he said jokingly.

"So that's a Howler," Remus said, "my dad told me about them, but I have never seen one until now."

"And I have never seen a silver hawk before. They are so rare, and so much faster than owls." Lauren stated admirably as she gazed at the hawk perched on Sirius's shoulder.

"Can I touch your hawk? He is so cool!" Peter said. He reached his hand out to touch the magnificent bird. The hawk snapped at him, and Peter luckily withdrew his hand in time.

"She. Artemis is a girl" Sirius explained as he gave some leftover chicken to his hawk. "Artemis gets a little touchy on that topic."

A/N: Just to let you know, the silver hawk is our high school's mascot. Go Silver Hawks! Woohoo! Anyway, please review. The more reviews we get, the more we will write.

Preview for Chapter Seven

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