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The boys said goodbye to each other at the fireplace in The Leaky Cauldron later that day, their arms full of packages and bags. Remus waved cheerfully before disappearing into the green flames.
"I wonder why Wormtail never met us?" James asked Sirius as he pulled him up off the floor in James's kitchen.
"I hate Floo powder," Sirius said, brushing soot from his clothes. "What did you say?"
"I was just wondering where Pete was today,"
"Probably panicking about all the homework he hasn't done." Sirius grinned and followed James to his bedroom.
"We're going back tomorrow!" Sirius smiled and watched James stuff his robes haphazardly into his trunk. "Sixth years, can you believe it? Us-mature, responsible adults!"
"I'll believe that when I see it!" came a giggling voice from the mirror hung on James's wall. The boys laughed and went downstairs for dinner.
"Come on!" screamed Mrs Potter's voice up the stairs. "You're going to be late!" The boys ran downstairs excitedly, dragging their belongings behind them.
"Ok ok mum, keep your hair on!"
"Speaking of which- have you ever heard of a comb? Look at your hair!"
James grinned broadly and glanced in the mirror. "It's a good job the rest of me's so dashingly attractive then isn't it?"
"Get away with you now!" Mrs Potter kissed her son and whispered something Sirius couldn't hear in his ear. He nodded seriously then ran out to his fathers car outside.
"Err thanks again Mrs P," Sirius smiled and scratched the back of his neck.
"Mrs Potter pulled him into a tight embrace, "That's quite alright Sirius. You take care of that boy of mine now, ok?"
"Sure thing!" Sirius flashed her a huge smile over his shoulder as he joined James in forcing two trunks, an owl, a broomstick and a guitar into the car.
"James! Sirius!" Remus shouted as soon as platform 9 ¾ materialised in front of them. "Look who I found!" He indicated a short, tubby boy with rather red cheeks.
"Wormtail!" The four boys ran towards each other and each hugged everyone else.
The train whistle blew loudly, signalling for all passengers to board quickly. "Hurry up boys!" Mr Potter warmly shook Sirius by the hand, and hugged his son. "Remember- be good!" he called to their retreating backs.
"Yeah right!" James giggled as they searched for an empty compartment. "I've already got a great idea for a way to make tonight's feast even more fun!"
"Erm- about that-"Remus looked nervous as James launched into an intricate plan involving several jinxes, a tub of frogspawn and purple hair.
"Remus?" Sirius looked his friend up and down carefully. "Something's different." The other two boys joined in the scrutinising analysis of the werewolf. Sirius and James clasped their hands over their mouths in unison, Peter a half second later.
"Prefect? Prefect?" James spat the word as if it left a nasty taste in his mouth. Remus nodded, looking at the floor.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Sirius fell to the floor, clutching a hand to his heart. Peter giggled excessively.
"Come on guys its not that bad!" Remus protested as Sirius and James burst into mock tears, beating their hands on the wall.
"You'd best not go soft on us," Sirius warned.
"No telling on us," James pointed at his friend, noticing the corners of his mouth beginning to twitch.
"And no wimping out on pranks." Peter added.
Remus looked at his friends for a moment, then burst into hysterical laughter. It wasn't long before the others had joined in.
"The Marauder's- reunited!" James cried as the others gasped for breaths.
The boys said goodbye to each other at the fireplace in The Leaky Cauldron later that day, their arms full of packages and bags. Remus waved cheerfully before disappearing into the green flames.
"I wonder why Wormtail never met us?" James asked Sirius as he pulled him up off the floor in James's kitchen.
"I hate Floo powder," Sirius said, brushing soot from his clothes. "What did you say?"
"I was just wondering where Pete was today,"
"Probably panicking about all the homework he hasn't done." Sirius grinned and followed James to his bedroom.
"We're going back tomorrow!" Sirius smiled and watched James stuff his robes haphazardly into his trunk. "Sixth years, can you believe it? Us-mature, responsible adults!"
"I'll believe that when I see it!" came a giggling voice from the mirror hung on James's wall. The boys laughed and went downstairs for dinner.
"Come on!" screamed Mrs Potter's voice up the stairs. "You're going to be late!" The boys ran downstairs excitedly, dragging their belongings behind them.
"Ok ok mum, keep your hair on!"
"Speaking of which- have you ever heard of a comb? Look at your hair!"
James grinned broadly and glanced in the mirror. "It's a good job the rest of me's so dashingly attractive then isn't it?"
"Get away with you now!" Mrs Potter kissed her son and whispered something Sirius couldn't hear in his ear. He nodded seriously then ran out to his fathers car outside.
"Err thanks again Mrs P," Sirius smiled and scratched the back of his neck.
"Mrs Potter pulled him into a tight embrace, "That's quite alright Sirius. You take care of that boy of mine now, ok?"
"Sure thing!" Sirius flashed her a huge smile over his shoulder as he joined James in forcing two trunks, an owl, a broomstick and a guitar into the car.
"James! Sirius!" Remus shouted as soon as platform 9 ¾ materialised in front of them. "Look who I found!" He indicated a short, tubby boy with rather red cheeks.
"Wormtail!" The four boys ran towards each other and each hugged everyone else.
The train whistle blew loudly, signalling for all passengers to board quickly. "Hurry up boys!" Mr Potter warmly shook Sirius by the hand, and hugged his son. "Remember- be good!" he called to their retreating backs.
"Yeah right!" James giggled as they searched for an empty compartment. "I've already got a great idea for a way to make tonight's feast even more fun!"
"Erm- about that-"Remus looked nervous as James launched into an intricate plan involving several jinxes, a tub of frogspawn and purple hair.
"Remus?" Sirius looked his friend up and down carefully. "Something's different." The other two boys joined in the scrutinising analysis of the werewolf. Sirius and James clasped their hands over their mouths in unison, Peter a half second later.
"Prefect? Prefect?" James spat the word as if it left a nasty taste in his mouth. Remus nodded, looking at the floor.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Sirius fell to the floor, clutching a hand to his heart. Peter giggled excessively.
"Come on guys its not that bad!" Remus protested as Sirius and James burst into mock tears, beating their hands on the wall.
"You'd best not go soft on us," Sirius warned.
"No telling on us," James pointed at his friend, noticing the corners of his mouth beginning to twitch.
"And no wimping out on pranks." Peter added.
Remus looked at his friends for a moment, then burst into hysterical laughter. It wasn't long before the others had joined in.
"The Marauder's- reunited!" James cried as the others gasped for breaths.