Disclaimer: I don't oooowwwnnnn ANYONE! WOOHOO!
A/n: -rises dramatically out of flames- I LIIIIIIIIIVVVVVE! Okay, my excuse for the extremely long wait?
Life.
Woohoo.
Anyahoot, I'm gonna try and catch up on my other stories. I feel really bad not being frequent with my writing. Oh, today I saw this guy that looked exactly like how I saw Moony. Then I noticed how short he was. And all I got was opinion on the name "Snozzberry Muffins" for the band. You can put in what you think they should be called. Well, guess we'll have to stick with Sirius' vote for now. Guess I'll reply to these reviews.
Stacy-comedy- Well, I feel really bad about the long wait. Snozz and berry and muffins. Easy as that. Pity you, you've never seen Willy Wonka! He's my hero! Yes, I liked your set up the best. Yeah, I forgot about him in the last chapter, but I've been so anti-Peter that it's hard for me to remember him. She is, eh?
lightdragon1987- Well, you could've said what name would be good one! Sheesh. Joking. Yeah, I reread the last chapter, and noticed it sucked.
Red-head-attack- What else?
carpe-nox-sulum-nox- FAST INDEED! AS QUICK AS THE WIND! I might grab someone to play the sax...or Sirius might. Yeah, that's the dude.
IamSiriusgrl- Well, good for you.
evil-pillow- I'M HURRYING, I'M HURRYING! -dies-
SiriusNoDEAD- Listen to the person's name! Anywho. Willy Wonka is awesome. There will be more of him, trust me. No, this isn't SLASH or anything, just some joking around with the idea of it. Well, looking at some parts, you can consider it that...
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"MOONY! PRONGS! WORMTAIL! I GOTS A SURPRISE FOR YOU!"
Sirius Black yelled down from the dormitory, beaming.
Two boys looked up from their buzzing game of wizard's chess, their faces falling. "He still has the sugar. We shouldn't go up." the one with a mop of jet black hair, James, said, gathering up the remains of his opponent's chess piece. The other, Peter, scratched his head, and gazed intently at the chess board, then shrugged it off.
"You never know with Padfoot, he could have discovered some humiliating thing about Snivellus." Peter said, started to stand up.
"Yeah, that would be big surprise." another voice added from the comfiest chair of the Gryffindor Common Room. Remus Lupin flipped the page of a red, leather book, and took a chunk out of a chocolate bar. "We really should start watching that he doesn't sneak off and get all that sugar..." A couple of cocoa crumbs rolled down his chin.
"Alrighty, then, Moony." James smirked, and whispered something to his surviving chess pieces. Peter turned to Remus, his watery eyes thoughtful.
"Yah know, I kinda wished I hadn't missed the whole 'Sugar-high Sirius' experience. I bet it was funny."
"It was funny." Remus unraveled the golden wrapper of his chocolate, holding it between his teeth while looking back into the index of his book, and keeping his page.
James scoffed. "Funny until my legs were shaven, and he hugged you." He looked down moodily at his legs, which he made sure were always covered, and Remus shuddered.
"And then the whole band idea happened...Snozzberry Muffins. It's just so...Snozzberry Muffins?" The werewolf shook his head in disbelief at the name.
"MATES! WHAT'S TAKING YOU SO LONG!" Sirius called down again.
"That's probably what this whole thing is about. The band." Peter stood up, almost looking eager to see what Sirius had waiting for them.
"You actually think he's going through with that idea?" James said, giving his fingers a snap. Suddenly, his remaining chess pieces charged forward and started to smash Peter's king with their weapons.
"Gone with yooou!" squealed. the miniscule voice of a bishop.
James sneered. "Check mate."
"You always cheat!" Peter flounced, and started to walk to the stairs.
"Wouldn't go in alone if I were you." Remus set down his book, holding the chocolate bar loosely in his hand. He caught up with Peter, and started up the first few steps. "Um..." He turned back to James. "I'm not letting you just sit there."
James nestled himself into the rug, and looked smugly back at Remus. "I'm not moving from this spot just to hear some dumb idea, or whatever the bloke has up there."
"GET UP HERE, OR ELSE I'LL WALK AROUND THE SCHOOL IN NOTHING BUT BOXERS AND A TIE FOR ONE DAY! AND ALL THREE OF YOU COME UP HERE!" A look of horror flashed across James' face, and he leapt up from the ground.
"We can't get ourselves out of that one." He came up behind Remus, and pushed him up the stairs. "Let's not keep him waiting."
Peter bounced up ahead of them, then slowed down, walking into the room casually. The other two heard a squeak of surprise from him.
"Great." Remus and James ambled up the stairs reluctantly, finally entering into their dormitory.
"Oh, blimey. You didn't." Remus dropped his chocolate bar, staring in awe at what stood before him.
Two glistening black guitars on their stands, a large set of drums, a full-length keyboard, and two microphones.
"Isn't it great?" Sirius came up behind James and Remus, wrapping two friendly arms around them.
Peter went beside his friends, gaping softly. "How...how did you get all of this?"
"I don't wanna know..." groaned James, taking a seat on the bed.
"Oh, good. Story time!" Sirius pulled the other two down on the bed next to James.
"I don't even know what half of this stuff is..." James said, Remus nodding in agreement.
"They're instruments, of course!" Sirius plopped down on the floor, grinning.
"If you're thinking about a band..."
"How did I get these things, you ask? Well, I got this book first of all from the restricted section." Sirius took a massive book from under the keyboard, and set it on Jame's lap, who started to read the title aloud shakily.
"Transfiguring Random Things Into Modern Objects...For Dummies?" James raised his eyebrows at Sirius. "No book like this could seriously exist..."
"Your looking at what used to be extra desks, my friends. It took some of that night that I'm having a hard time remembering." A piece of candy slipped out of Sirius' pocket.
"You do needa get off that sugar, Sirius." Remus examined his chocolate, making sure it was sanitary, then took a bite.
"Look who's talkin'." James mumbled.
The other three pointed to James silently.
"Right." James looked away, whistling.
"Anyway, our good friend Moony here volunteered to teach us the notes-"
"Absolutely not! This band thing is NOT going through!" Remus said firmly.
"-but we won't be needing his help, for these instruments do some handy dandy things." Sirius said, ignoring Remus' remarks. Peter got up from the bed, and walked into the midst of the instruments. He glided a hand over one of the guitars with dreamy eyes.
"And I've assigned all of us to certain instruments," Sirius said 'certain' quite heavily, giving a weary glance toward Peter, "James and I on the guitars-"
Peter grunted, and narrowed his eyes at Sirius.
"-Moony on the drums-"
Remus started to speak at this, Sirius ignoring him completely.
"-and last, but not most, Peter is on the keyboard."
An uncomfortable silence filled the room for a few moments. Peter was looking quite disgruntled, James was burning holes through Sirius' head with his eyes, and Remus was biting his lip thoughtfully. All the while, Sirius was grinning stupidly, waiting for some kind of reply.
Remus spoke up.
"What, um, "handy-dandy" things do these instruments do, exactly?" he asked. Sirius exhaled.
"I'm a wizard. I have a wand. I wave it. Things happen." he said, twirling his wand like a baton. "They play themselves, of course. We just have to fake it."
"No." James and Peter both chorused together, cutting off Remus' very breath.
"C'mon! It will be fun. What's the risk of this compared to what we do on full moons?"
"Fairly equal risks-"
"Shut up, Prongs."
James chewed on his tongue, and rubbed his chin. Really...odd looking, actually.
Anywho.
He gave a worn eye to Sirius.
"Do you think if I was a lead singer...Lily might like me...maybe..."
"Of course." Sirius smirked at James. One down. Two to go.
"Well, guess I'll join in then. Although, I'm not happy at all with the whole keyboard thing and-" Peter started, going along with the whole idea since he was a wuss and all...
"GREAT!" Sirius rolled his head steadily to look at Remus, followed by Peter and James.
"Hold it!" Remus bellowed, holding his hands out. "I'll agree to the band-"
Sirius sprang up, spreading his arms out for a hug.
"-as long as we aren't called-"
Sirius' face dropped entirely.
"-the Snozzberry Muffins."
A/n: This chapter is a bit pointless. Oh well. I will have another up maybe tonight or tomorrow or the next day.
Or whenever I can fit it into my screwed life.
Revie! -blows kisses to reviewers- I love you! Even if I have neglected you!
Oh, poo. Spit fire at me, I'll take it all. -gazes at Phantom of the Opera-
