Hope's Children

Chapter Twelve: Of Forms and Letters

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"Isn't there a public library in Hogsmeade?"

"I suppose, but we're not allowed to go to Hogsmeade."

"We can next year."

"If my mother and father sign the bloody form," Sirius muttered, so low that James didn't hear.

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"Please, Father, please."

"On what grounds should I even consider signing that ridiculous form?" Sirius didn't answer; after all, there was no reason his father would consider. "As I thought, you will not be attending Hogsmeade this year. I have half a mind to stop you going back to that school at all." Sirius hung his head. His father glared. "Very well, now go." Sirius ran off, not bothering to go outside, instead locking himself in his room.

Remus paced the deserted dormitory, periodically glancing down at the letter in his hand. "Si dimenticheranno circa me,(1)" he whispered, sitting down on the only bed that looked slept in. "Tutti si spegneranno a Hogsmeade e si dimenticheranno circa me.(2)" He fell back against the bed and sighed.

"Mum, mum."

"What is it Pete? I've only got a minute."

"I need you to sign this form for school."

"Ok, hand it here."

"Thanks mum."

"Good, now go make the beds in rooms seven and eight."

"My letter's here."

"Bit busy James, can we talk later?"

"Yeah, just need you to sign my Hogsmeade form."

"Will do, only later, ok?"

"Fine, but I'm holding you to that."

Dear Remus

I'm writing to invite you over for the last few weeks of summer; you can even stay the night, and then you can come on the train with us. Think about it and ask your mum and dad, please.

-James

Dear Sirius

I'm writing to invite you over for the last few weeks of summer, I'm writing Remus and Peter as well, please ask your parents, please. And I know your parents won't like it, but please try.

-James

Dear Peter

I'm writing to invite you over for the last few weeks of summer, it'll be fun, please try, it'll be great and you can get out of that dead boring town you're always going on about. It'll be fun.

-James

Dear James

I can come, as long as it's after the 5th of August. Is floo ok? I'll meet you at your house at about noon by floo, ok? Write back if it's not ok.

-Remus

Dear James

They said yes! They said yes! They said yes!

-Sirius

Dear James

Thanks for the offer, sounds much better than here. I don't think I can make another bed. See you in August.

-Peter

"They're late."

"They'll be here, just come on."

"OW."

James and his father jumped, and turned to see Sirius sitting on the floor of the kitchen.

"Good afternoon."

"See?" James's father muttered to him. "Welcome Sirius, James'll show you where you're staying for the next few weeks."

"Come on, Sirius."

"What about Peter and Remus?"

"They're both coming on the fifth."

"So it's just us?""

"Yup."

"All the better to plan, then."

"This is the room we're all sharing," James said, throwing open a door to reveal a living room.

"There aren't any beds, James."

"Right, you're through there," he said, gesturing to one of the doors. "And when Rem and Pete get here they'll be in there." He gestured to two more doors. "Bathroom's through there, and if you need me, I'm there," he said, pointing at the two remaining doors.

"Wow."

James raised an eyebrow. "Wow what?"

"Lots of room, and it's so…so…bright."

James laughed. "I suppose. We could make it dark if you want."

"Nope, this is perfect. So, now what?"

"Ah…ah…hadn't thought that far ahead yet. Quidditch maybe?"

"Sounds great," Sirius said happily, pulling his broom out of his trunk. "Let's go!" he said, running out of the door. James waited a moment for Sirius to look back in. "Um… James, where do we play?" James laughed and waved him out the door.

"Peter!"

"I didn't do it," Peter said on impulse.

"Peter," James laughed, "of course you didn't. You just got here, how could you have done anything?"

"Um…do' know. Maybe I landed on your cat or something."

Sirius snorted. "Why would James have a cat? All animals hate him."

"They do not."

"Name five animals that have not attacked you the second they saw you."

"His owl, me, you, um…nope, I can only name three," a new voice said.

"Remus!" Sirius galumphed himself on the shorter boy, who winced.

"Careful Siri, my ribs."

Sirius looked at him in scrutiny and declared: "We need to fatten you up." And hoisted Remus on to his shoulder. "Come on, we're going to fill you with Ms. Potter's marvelous cooking."

1 They'll forget about me.

2 They'll all go off to Hogsmeade and forget about me

A/N now we have all four boys at the Potter's, what mischief are they going to make? If you wouldn't mind I'd like help with that question, they have about three weeks until they go back to school and I need help with prank ideas, I think if you just give me a few items I can make a prank out of them, but I do need a little help. I can not believe I made it this far, a lot of these chapters have been written while I was locked in my room with the music really loud so I could drown out all the yell, it makes cheerful chapters really hard so I'm sorry if this isn't as light and fluffy as I meant it to be, please forgive me. The end of this chapter was really hard to write, it was supposed to be nice and fun and that was hard to write with all the banging and screaming in the living room, so much for a happy valentines hu? Well I hope you enjoyed your better than I enjoyed mine:shameless self plug: check out my valentines fic, its HP/DM and really more angust-y than I usually do, but I'm rather proud of it :end self plug, begin unself plug: if you haven't already I suggest the Traveling Pants series my mom and I have spent most of the last to days reading it to each other. I'm rambling sorry. Thanks for reading, review please.

Xandria Nirvana of the purple hair