"So she was down here the whole night?"
"Looks like it."
Ginny rolled over onto her other side. She was extremely tired at the moment. Right now, her eyelids felt like they weighed ten pounds. She made a small noise and tried to ignore the voices that she had been hearing over her, not really caring who they were or what they had to say. She just wanted to sleep.
"Well shouldn't we wake her up?" The first voice was talking again. Ginny buried her head in the couch to block out all the noises.
"You think that's wise?" said the other voice.
"She won't want to be late on her first day here, for heavens sake. What kind of prefect are you?"
Late? Ginny thought. Late for class? Ginny sighed. Oh great! She made an attempt to push herself off the couch, but immediately flopped back down. She hadn't gotten enough sleep--during the night she frequently woke up having terrible dreams.
No, not dreams. Nightmares. They were nightmares.
She was washing her hands in the bathroom, humming a song her mother used to sing to her. When she finished she dried her hands and skipped towards the door. She reached for the doorknob when suddenly, the knob turned into a live snake's head. It tried to bite her hand but she moved away too quickly. She heard a very distinct laughing, almost howling. Ginny took a step back and stepped on something. It was a snake. Then she saw another, and another. They were everywhere. They were everywhere except one spot in the corner of the bathroom. She hurried over, the snakes snapping their huge jaws at her ankles. She stood on the spot to breathe a moment, and then sat down. However, the floor was not tile or marble, it felt soft almost like a carpet. But it felt glossy and smooth. A carpet in a bathroom? Not possible. She looked down to find she was standing on something black. Gold letters glistened. They spelled out 'Tom Marvolo Riddle.' Ginny panicked. Why would that be in the floor? But she was not standing on the floor. She was standing on the diary...
And that was not even the worst of it. The last one of them had happened at three in the morning. So she was extremely tired, and couldn't find the energy to lift herself out of bed.
"I think she needs a little help."
Whoever it was, they did something that made the other person say "Er, are you sure that's the smartest thing to do?"
"Well she needs to get up. Wingardium Leviosa!" Ginny felt a very nice feeling. It was almost like she was flying. Finally, she thought A pleasant dream for once. But, as her eyes remained shut, she saw nothing but blackness. This was no dream. Ginny's eyes fluttered open a moment. Something was definitely not right. She was still holding her pillow. Her tired arms slowly swung the pillow to her right. There was the problem. She was four or five feet about the couch!
"Aggh! Help! Put me down, RIGHT NOW!" She screamed while flailing her arms around. Her tired state quickly turned to panic. As she yelled and flailed about she caught a glimpse of the two people near the couch. Lily and Remus. Lily had her wand out and she was giggling slightly. Remus was standing a foot away, his arms crossed but a smile on his face. He was obviously trying not to laugh at her.
"LILY, PUT ME DOWN!"
"Whatever you say," Lily hastily pulled her wand back and Ginny abruptly fell to the floor with a thump, just missing the couch. She could hear howls from everywhere in the Common Room. She quickly got to her feet and dusted herself off, a look of pure anger on her face. Her red hair was in all directions from being slept on. She was still in her school uniform and robes. They looked wrinkled and somewhat dull. She looked as though she had crawled out from under a rock. She grimaced at Lily, her arms crossed.
"What the bloody hell did you do that for?" she said, uncrossing her arms and putting them on her hips.
"As a prefect, it is my job to make sure you get to all your classes on time. It's your first day and we can't have you make the wrong impressions on the professors." Lily explained in a very Hermione-like tone.
"Well you didn't have to embarrass me!" she said irritably. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw James and Sirius approach. They were both laughing, practically falling all over each other.
"Excellent work Evans," James began still cackling like mad.
"Yeah, you get more like Prongs all the time," Sirius added putting his elbow on Lily's shoulder and resting it there. She pulled it away hastily and moved away.
"If that was supposed to be a compliment, I take it as an insult. I want to be nothing like...him" she spat at Sirius. "I was doing my prefect duties, if you must know."
"Really? If that's what prefect duties are like than I want to be a prefect too! Will you show me how Evans?" James asked, smirking. He put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her back towards him. "Pweez?" he said, looking innocent and resting his head on her shoulder.
"Take your hands off me!" said Lily, pulling away, glaring.
James simply smiled. "Oh come on Evans," he said putting his arms around her waist and pulling her back. "If you do, I'll give you something back."
She looked up at him and sneered. "Like what?" she said in almost challenging voice.
"You sure you wanna know?" he said. Lily opened her mouth to retort, but she was not given anytime to. Within a second he leaned down and pulled her into a gentle kiss. Lily didn't react right away. She obviously was not expecting such a thing, so she just stared wide-eyed. When she came to her senses she pushed him back. She wiped her mouth with the back of her sleeve.
James stumbled to his feet, and fixed his lop-sided glasses. "I knew you'd like it Evans."
Lily looked absolutely furious. But her expression softened. "You know," she said. "It's only fair that I give you something in return." She walked up to him. James, Sirius and Remus all looked questionable. Had Lily actually enjoyed that? they all thought.
"Like what?" James asked slightly nervous, wondering if she actually liked him that way. She smiled. "Like this," She put one of her arms around his neck and began to pull him down, when her other hand rapidly came out of the blue and smacked him hard across the face. She smirked triumphantly.
"Can you handle that Potter?" she asked, briskly walking away to some other 6th year girls. James rubbed his face.
Sirius however was laughing. "You know Prongs, I think you just made her more upset about the shirt thing," he said slapping him on the back.
Ginny was still by the couch watching. No one seemed to acknowledge her presence, so she sat down on the couch she had been sleeping on. James turned to her.
"Oh and by the way," he said. "Nice knickers." He chuckled, obviously not to upset about Lily's slap, most likely used to it.
Ginny's cheeks burned. "How-"she began.
"When Evans woke you up," he said, as if knowing what she was going to say. "Have a nice day," he smirked and walked away followed by Sirius, both chuckling.
In distress Ginny held a hand up to her face, not wanting anyone else to see her. She heard someone approach. "They couldn't see them, believe me." She looked up. It was Remus. She shrugged helplessly, as if it didn't matter. The point was she was embarrassed beyond belief. "Well," he said. "I better head down for breakfast. You coming?" Ginny shifted in her seat.
"Er-yeah. I'll be down in a bit. You go," she said, obviously still embarrassed.
Remus frowned a little. "Well okay," he said. He began towards the portrait hole. He looked back a moment and caught her eye. There is something very familiar about those eyes, he thought to himself. He then continued walking down to breakfast.
Ginny sighed as she pulled her trunk up the stairs to the Girls Dormitory. As she passed a few of them they snickered and giggled. Ginny grimaced as she lugged the case through the 6th year room. Indeed, instead of five beds there were now six. She pulled her trunk the to the bed furthest from the floor and flopped on the bed. Why did this have to happen to me? After all it's Hermione's stupid necklace that did this to me! Why isn't she here?! She pulled out the time turner that had been in the pocket of her robes. She angered thinking about it. She was about to throw it across the room, when she remembered. That was how she had gotten here in the first place. She placed it on the bed. She opened her trunk and got out a spare pair of robes and quickly dressed. She had a feeling she was already behind so she rushed down the stairs. And out the portrait. Someone was waiting there for her.
"Hey, I'm sorry about...what I did. It was really a good intention. I didn't mean to embarrass you." It was Lily. She looked somewhat guilty. Ginny frowned.
"The road to hell is paved with good intentions," Ginny mumbled under her breath, continuing towards her destination.
"Well, hey!" Lily started, reaching her hand out to pull Ginny back. "Dumbledore told me I should be helping you around and such." Ginny again did not seem to care.
"No thanks," she said irritably, brushing past Lily.
"Come on," Lily persisted. "I really didn't mean it! You're not going to let one thing like that make you mad at me forever are you?" Ginny considered this. She had no friends in this time. Was it really sensible to drive her away when someone was reaching out to her? Did she want to be alone? Ginny slowly turned, her frown softened a little.
"Hmm, all right. But uh – you owe me," she said, a tiny smile tugging at her lips. Lily smiled. "No problem. Anything you want. I promise."
Ginny's smile got broader. "Anything?"
Lily frowned. "I don't like the look you're getting. What do you have in mind?" she asked, looking slightly apprehensive. "I don't know...how 'bout this? You have to kiss James Potter of all the Gryffindors at breakfast," Ginny said sneakily. Lily paled taking a step back.
"You're not serious are you?"
"Oh I do believe I am."
Lily crossed her arms. "That's not fair though!" she argued.
"Oh I think it's plenty fair. I mean you made me look like an idiot in front of the Gryffindors, now it's your turn." Ginny finished by folding her arms in a victorious way.
"Right now?" she asked, obviously very horrified.
"Yes ma'am."
"But- but I- I HATE him!" she said, trying to wriggle her way out of her ordeal.
"You said anything, remember?" Lily opened her mouth, but then closed it with a look of defeat on her face.
"Fine," she said, with a look of utmost revulsion on her face. They began towards the Great Hall. When they neared the Entrance, Lily stopped. "I can't," she said, frozen in her spot.
"Yes you can, just run up to him, kiss him quickly and run out. Simple as one, two, three." Lily shook her head.
"No, I can't!"
"You promised you would," Ginny said, smiling sweetly. "Come on now." She pushed Lily towards the entrance. Lily continuously said 'No' with her eyes shut. Ginny pushed her inside the Great Hall.
Lily opened her eyes. "Oh god," she whispered.
"Now come on," Ginny said. "Now see, he's over there." Ginny pointed. He was at the Slytherin table, talking to a Slytherin. A very familiar Slytherin. "Okay, let's move." She tugged at Lily's arm in the direction of the Slytherin table.
"But, but- you said the Gryffindors! Not them!" Lily said panicked.
"Well I changed my mind, now come on," she said tugging harder. Lily was simply dragged along like a rag doll. As they drew closer, they realized why James, (as well as Sirius) was over at the Slytherin table. He was arguing with Lucius Malfoy. Ginny gasped when she saw him—he looked so much like Draco did in present day.
"So, if you don't mind, Lucius," began James Potter drawing closer to him. Sirius grinned. And then James saw Lily being dragged by Ginny towards him. His hands immediately came to their usual spot: his hair. He began ruffling it, trying to straighten in so he could impress Lily, but to no avail. Sirius laughed; Lucius grimaced.
"Oh please Potter, you and your sidekick can confront me next time after you get over your little crush," he said rather loudly. "You sicken me, as well as the mudblood," he said eyeing Lily. He turned around, and returned to his seat. James and Sirius's faces took on looks of rage.
"Please, allow me Prongs," said Sirius. James raised his eyebrows, but then smiled and nodded. Sirius walked to where Lucius was sitting, a wicked grin on his face.
James, who was still standing where he was whispered to Lily and Ginny, "You two may want to get out of here. That is, if you don't like fights." Right then Ginny had a realization of what Sirius was going to do. Apparently, Lily did too.
"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO HIM?!" screeched Lily. Ginny winced as she saw Sirius grab a handful of Lucius's robes and whirl him around. Before Lucius had a chance to react, Sirius began punching him hard in the face. Soon Slytherins around Lucius began to try to punch Sirius, but James came to his rescue. All the Gryffindors, as well as the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws, ran over to the Slytherin table just in time to see Lucius scratch Sirius across his right cheek. Sirius turned bright red, and then pinned Lucius to the floor and began throwing wild punches anywhere his hands made contact.
All the students began to chant, "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" extremely loud. The Professors tried to make their way through the crowd, but there were way too many students in the way. Ginny made her way out of the crowd, still pulling Lily behind her. When she turned to face her, Lily's face was white with shock. Ginny only grinned.
"You should thank Sirius he provided that interruption, because next time there isn't going to be one," she said. Lily barely nodded. By the time the Professors had finally made their way to the center of the crowd, Sirius was dressed with a long bloody gash on his right cheek and a bloody nose. However, Lucius was in a worse state. He not only had a bloody nose and gashes on his cheeks, but his robes were in shreds, as well as his pants that had been nearly ripped open. Professor Dumbledore was the first through the crowd. He surveyed the damage without a show of emotion, and then turned to Sirius, who was desperately trying to look unafraid. He whispered something in his ear, to which Sirius nodded. Then Sirius followed him out of the crowd, and eventually out of the Great Hall. When Ginny turned back to Lucius she saw him being helped up by a young man with dark hair and brilliant green eyes. As soon as she saw his face, her heart began thudding uncontrollably. Shivers went up and down her spine. Lily, who was nearby, gave her an odd look.
"Are you okay, Ginny?" she asked, concerned. Ginny barely nodded. That's him, she thought. That's Professor Riddle...Tom Riddle....Voldemort. She fought to stop shaking and took a couple of deep breaths.
"Yes, I'm fine...I don't know what came over me." Soon enough, everyone began returning to their seats. Lily went to sit at the Gryffindor table with her other friends, leaving Ginny to follow her. At the table, she saw James, Remus, and Peter all whispering worriedly. As she drew close she half expected them to stop, but they continued. She took a seat next to Remus. As soon as she sat down he gave her a shy smile, and then continued in their conversation.
"So what do you think Dumbledore's gonna do to him?" Peter asked the other two worriedly. James merely swatted his hand, as if brushing off a fly.
"Nothing. Come on, Peter—he's the head of Gryffindor! What's he going to do—expel him? Besides, we've done worse," said James grimly. This filled Ginny with a white hot sort of rage. They've done worse? How could they?! It's bad enough what they just did to Lucius today.. she thought, but kept quiet. She knew that she needed friends in this new world, and she wanted to keep the ones that she almost already had. "So anyway," continued James. "What are we up to tonight?" He was still oblivious to Ginny's presence.
Remus gave a small sigh. "You know, I think the three of you should give it up. You've done enough trouble today as it is."
"Agreed," said Ginny, not really thinking. James's head snapped in her direction.
"We didn't ask you, "he said rather scornfully. Peter put his head down and said nothing. Remus, however, spoke up.
"It's only the truth, James. If you can't handle the truth then, well—I'm not going to talk to you until you can." Remus got up, looking rather disgusted with James. James had his mouth wide open in shock, unwilling to believe that Remus—Remus—had just stood up to him. Peter stared at Remus, looking rather glazed himself. "Come on Ginny, we'll be late to class if we don't leave soon," he said briskly. And with that he walked off leaving his friends staring, and Ginny walking quickly to keep up with him.
As soon as they reached the front of the Great Hall, Remus turned sharply around the corner that led to a room, which Ginny half-recognized as the one that was a lead way to alternate classrooms. When Remus veered off to the left, Ginny's heart started pounding. She knew exactly where they were headed, and it was the last place she wanted to be. She jumped in front of Remus, startling him.
"Where are we going?" she asked, her teeth chattering.
Remus looked at her worriedly. "To class...are you alright?"
"What class do we have first?" asked Ginny, dreading the answer.
"Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Remus at once.
"Oh," said Ginny, trying to act casual about the subject, but she was not fooling Remus.
"What's wrong? You look very sick...would you like me to take you the infirmary?" asked Remus. Ginny shook her head, but she was shaking so hard by then that Remus had to put his hands on her shoulders to steady her. As soon as he made contact with her, she stopped shaking, surprised. He looked into her eyes again and asked quietly, "What's wrong?"
Ginny looked at him with pleading eyes, wanting to tell him but knowing all along that she couldn't. She looked down and took a deep breath. "Nothing." Remus quickly took his hands off his shoulders, turning a bit red. He knew she wasn't going to tell him her secret, whatever it was, and he was quite embarrassed he had touched her, even though it was in a nonchalant matter. Neither of them saw Sirius round the bend along with James and Peter.
"Well, looky here James," drawled Sirius. Remus looked up and saw his friends coming around the corner. Ginny looked up too. "Look at our two lovebirds." As soon as he said that Remus and Ginny jumped apart, not even realizing that they were in such close proximity moments before. Ginny turned bright red, but Remus shook his head.
"Oh come off it, Sirius, we were just talking." Sirius grinned and walked up quite close to James.
"I don't talk to James when I'm this close to him, Remus," he told him.
Remus snorted. "If you don't talk to him that close, then what do you do?" Peter and James burst out laughing, leaving a very angry and embarrassed looking Sirius.
"Guilty until proven innocent," he muttered.
"Sorry about before, Rem," said James to Remus. He slung an arm around his shoulder. "We all know I can get a bit big-headed sometimes." Ginny bit her tongue to keep from laughing. Peter came up and joined the group, wrapping his arm around James, followed by Sirius.
"OFF TO THE DARK ARTS!" shouted James loud enough to wake the dead. They all grinned. Remus put his arm around Ginny, and gave her a kind smile.
"Come with us." If Ginny had even wanted to disagree she wouldn't have had the chance because they all whisked her off in the direction of the classroom, giving Ginny no time to worry about Tom Riddle. In the five minutes she was with them all, she really got a feeling of the love and understanding they had for one another. She silently wished that she would be accepted into this group...The Marauders...before she had to go home.
Ginny stepped into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. It didn't seem like a dark room, a place where Voldemort would teach. It didn't seem, but it was. Ginny took a cautious step inside. Lily at the moment was in Ancient Runes, which was something Ginny didn't take. So she was by herself. James, Sirius, Peter, and Remus headed towards the back of the classroom. Obviously they didn't take Ancient Runes, so they were here. She slowly walked to his desk. There he was, still dark hair, green eyes. He was looking over some papers, muttering to himself. Ginny felt her insides freeze up. How could she talk to him?
"E-excuse me," she said, he voice shaking like mad. He looked up. Yes, he looked the same as the last time she had seen him. He didn't even look older.
"Yes," he said slowly as he looked up. She could tell, he knew who she was...if Dumbledore did he certainly must be able to. Her mouth became very dry. He smiled. "Ah you must be Ginny. Professor Dippit sent me a note yesterday." She nodded her head slightly. "I must say, Ginny is a lovely name. Is that short for Virginia?" he asked, a bit too nicely. Ginny would have said her name was actually Ginevra, but she decided it was best if Tom Riddle didn't know her real first name. When she was in the chamber he had always called her Virginia--she too scared to tell him he was wrong.
"Yes, it is," she said simply.
He stood, which made her take a step backwards. "Now go have a seat over there, and we'll begin the lesson." Ginny almost ran to her seat, next to a girl in Gryffindor near the windows. Remus shot her a look of confusion as she sat down. She didn't return the look, afraid that the fear in her eyes would give away everything. As she looked around the classroom she realized that they were having class with the Slytherins. A long pointed nose and dark black hair caught her eye—Severus Snape! He looks much like he does in present day, thought Ginny. Next to him sat a girl with crimped dark brown hair, who looked beautiful but evilly so. She had bright green eyes and her face was focused on the back of a Gryffindor's head. She seemed to be muttering something—It's either a spell or she's talking to herself. Ginny tried to think of who it was, and then a lightbulb went off in her head—Narcissa Black!
"Now," said Professor Riddle icily, tearing Ginny away from her thoughts. "Where did we leave off from yesterday?" He looked placidly at a thick black binded book. "Ah, yes," he said rather softly. "The werewolf." His eyes focused in on Remus, resting there for what seemed like an eternity. Ginny put her hand over her mouth in shock. How dare he?! she thought. She looked back at Remus. His face had turned completely white. James stared rather angrily up at Tom Riddle, but said nothing. Sirius's face was contorted, and Ginny could only imagine what violent thoughts he was thinking.
"Remus, would you care to tell the class the symptoms of a werewolf bite?" asked the Professor, his mouth rising upwards at the edges, forming a terrible smile. Remus opened his mouth but no words came out. Ginny felt fury pounding at every point in her body, but she kept quiet. Tom Riddle cleared his throat. "Remus?"
Remus looked in no condition whatsoever to show human emotion, let alone talk. He simply was frozen in his seat. "If you do not speak this instant Remus Lupin, I will guarentee that points shall be taken from Gryffindor," said Professor Riddle loud and clear. Remus still did not speak. In the meanwhile, James and Sirius were whispering to each other. Professor Riddle's face snapped to them. "Black! Potter! No talking in my class—how many times do I have to tell you? Detention tonight!"
Sirius scowled at him, but James purposely yawned very loud to show that this punishment didn't faze him. Professor Riddle turned back to Remus.
"Now this is the last time I am going to ask—what are the symptoms of a werewolf bite?" Remus, ash-white, made no move to answer. Professor Riddle made to open his mouth but was interrupted by James.
"Professor, I think Remus should see the nurse, he doesn't look too well." Professor Riddle didn't even look at him, which infuriated James even more. He stood up, along with Sirius, their chairs clattering to the floor beneath them. "Professor, Remus obviously doesn't feel well—you don't have to be a genius to see that, so he should go to the infirmary right now!"
Professor Riddle's green eyes flashed in James's direction. "I don't remember asking your opinion, Potter. The last time I checked I was Professor of this class." The Slytherins snickered. "If you have a problem with the way I teach, then I suggest you complain to Dippet."
James's looked like he was about to strangle Riddle, but Sirius held him back. Then his face lit up suddenly. "Too right you are, Professor. Then I guess I'll be off to Dippet." He began to walk to the door, followed by Sirius who gave Tom Riddle a horribly dirty look. As they passed by where Remus was sitting, James said, "And you can come with me too, Remus, I will be sure to take you to the infirmary." He glared at Professor Riddle, who looked rather astonished. Remus blinked, and then slowly, very slowly got up and followed James to the door. As soon as he got to the door, he said loudly, "Gosh, what a voldemort!"
As the bell finally released Ginny and the other Gryffindors around her for dinner, she rushed out of the Transfiguration classroom still engaged in an argument about which spells were more clever: Vanishing Spells or Transparency Spells. Behind them came the Marauders, but they came unnoticed.
"What do I have to do to get her to like me?" asked James rather moodily as he watched Lily's bright red head disappear behind the staircase into the Great Hall.
"Beats me," said Sirius, who was quite the charmer himself. He flashed a group of girls nearby a dazzling smile, which sent them into hysteric giggles. Remus rolled his eyes, but Peter looked admirably up at Sirius. "I don't get it James—all these girls swooning over us, just never the right ones. Molly never even looks at me when I give her the eye." He and James sighed at the same time, making Remus laughed.
"Oh get over yourselves!" he scolded them. Sirius glanced over at him.
"So Moony, seen any girls lately that you're interested in?" he asked, all too casually.
Remus looked at him suspiciously. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Oh come on, you've got to know by now that that Ginny girl has the hots for you!" Sirius nearly shouted, startling a group of Professors that were talking quietly. Remus turned bright red as they looked from Sirius to himself. "Anyhow," continued Sirius a bit more quietly. "I know the signs by heart Lupin. You didn't see her staring at you today in Defense Against the Dark Arts? She looked so concerned."
"You should get her alone in the corridor at night and really find out whether or not she wants you," said James teasingly. Remus glared at him.
"I think I can handle my own love life, thank you very much," he snapped.
"Well don't do what I'm doing man, cause it ain't working," sighed James. Sirius slapped him on the back.
"Don't worry," he told him in a fake consoling voice. "You're James Potter. Hot stuff. Remember that."
"Thanks for the ego-booster, Padfoot."
Remus snorted, but Peter nodded his head. "He's right James! Any girl would be lucky to have any of us!"
"Or at least three of us," muttered Sirius under his breath so only James and Remus heard him. They laughed.
"What?" asked Peter, looking scandalized. "You don't agree?"
"Of course we do, dim one," said James cuffing Peter lightly on the back of his head making him grin. The four friends headed into the Great Hall to dine.
"You know you still owe me, right?" said Ginny, reminding Lily of what she said she would do this morning.
Dread poured back into Lily's face. "I had hoped you weren't serious," she moaned. Ginny grinned.
"Oh, I was. And just for that Evans, I'm going to add that you have to kiss him for ten seconds."
Lily screeched, "Oh no! You can't! I can't! I---"
"Oh, try and have fun with it! Unless of course..." said Ginny, drifting off. Lily looked up.
"Unless what?" she asked, obviously curious. Ginny grinned inwardly.
"Unless you're afraid you don't know how to kiss a boy. I mean Iwould completely understand, seeing as we're only sixteen. And you don't seem like the kind of girl—" began Ginny, but she was cut off by an outraged looking Lily.
"I do too know how to kiss a boy! I'm a very good kisser, as a matter of fact! And what do you mean I'm not that kind of girl?!" she shouted. Perfect, thought Ginny.
She gave Lily an innocent look. "Well, you strike me as one who would never do a risky thing in your life. You seem like a good girl, and I understand perfectly if you don't want to ruin your reputation." Ginny finished carefully, daring to glance at Lily's face. Her taunting had worked. Lily was the look of rage.
"I can do risky things, I have done risky things, and I will most definitely do it! I will kiss James Potter so hard that it'll knock him senseless!" said Lily, her voice shaking with anger. They neared the portrait to the Common Room.
Ginny pretended to look shocked. "Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked, after saying the password.
"Bring it on," snarled Lily.
James burped loudly as they neared the Common Room. Sirius tried to burp louder, succeeding. Peter tried to burp but failed, and Remus looked at the three of them, disgusted.
"Manners please!" said the Fat Lady, scowling.
"Fizzing whizbee!" said Remus. The portrait opened, and in walked the four of them. Peter immediately went to sit down on the couch, soon joined by Remus. James sat across from the two of them, inspecting his glasses.
Sirius, in the meantime called down to them from the top of the dormitory staircase, "I'll be right back, my loves, just need to brush myself up for detention." His friends grinned at Sirius as he disappeared into the doorway.
Sirius turned on the light to the boys dormitory. No one was in sight. "Good," he said aloud. He decided to put on a black sweater under his robes and sprayed himself silly with cologne. He wanted to make sure he looked perfect in case he ran into Molly. He combed his hair until it was a bit tamed, and then fished his favorite mirror out of his draw to look at himself. "Damn, I look good," he said to his reflection, grinning. Suddenly, the mirror began to grow blue from the outside and began to ripple inwardly, then outwardly. Then it stopped, and the outer edges of the mirror glowed a bright blue. A face appeared in the mirror.
"Sirius?" it asked.
"Whoa Prongs, you're down in the Common Room—you don't have to use your mirror there!"
"Did you just call me Prongs? This isn't James."
Authors' Note: In the early chapters I said that this story took place in 1976. Well I goofed. Normally it could be 1976 but in case you haven't guess already, Molly is Molly Weasley. So we have to make it 1967. Otherwise, by 1976 she'd already have Bill, Charlie and maybe even Percy. So there, just a quick note. This makes the Mauraders ten years older, but ok…fine. In my eyes they will always be somewhere around 30. So whatever. Use your imagination. Ah time for the thank you's.
DevilsPrincess: Thanks so much for your awesome review. Sorry if I'm dragging it out too much, I just want to make sure I get all my ideas in. Hope it's not boring you :D
Pyrogurl4: Ah don't we all love Sirius…personally I prefer Remus, but my co-author likes Sirius a lot more, as do other people I know. And I do like him too, if I didn't he wouldn't be in the story :D But yes now we're all excited that Sirius is back.
JamieBell: Thanks a lot for your reviews on this one and the other one. I really appreciate them. Thanks so much for reviewing!
Memory charm it away: Have some smiles! :D :D :D :D :D Thanks a lot for your review.
DarkAngel31: Thanks for the sticker ::Sticks to forehead:: Funny thing, I was just watching the yankees when I got your review. Ah baseball… oh and you are right about Boq. He was rather an ass in the play, I must say. I felt so bad for Nessa. But for some reason…he's my second favorite character. And for some reason I think he looks good with Nessa. Weird no? I dunno, Draco is kind of a jerk to Harry and everybody and a lot of people like him, maybe it's the same kind of thing. Or maybe I'm just crazy. Either works. Anyways, thanks your reviews :D I loved 'em. ::Hands Darkangel31 a cookie:: YAY!