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Ch. 9-Dinner at the Potters' Part One-Survival Plans and Summer Goals

All four boys stood idly as the Jones' front door slid open.

"Hey Hest..." began James recognizing his schoolmate. Then he glanced past Hestia and saw who was standing behind her.

"Bloody hell no!" he yelled jumping backwards and knocking into Sirius.

Sirius yelped and moved away from James rubbing his injured shoulder.

He looked up at the doorway and swore loudly saying, "All four of them HERE!"

Sirius rubbed his eyes muttering, "I MUST be having a nightmare! Wake up! Wake up!"

He opened his eyes. The girls were still standing there with very annoyed looks expressions on their faces.

Sirius groaned and slumped to the ground swearing colorfully under his breath as Monica met his eyes and gave him a venomous glare. Sirius glared back and stuck his tongue out at her.

"Childish prick," Monica muttered.

"She's one to talk," thought Hestia listening to Monica continue to taunt Sirius in what could only be described as an immature way.

Lily and James were also staring at each other in a way that nearly mirrored Monica and Sirius. Utter contempt showed on both their faces. Both of them fingered their wands as if trying to keep from cursing each other.

The other four were gaping, but no evil looks were exchanged between the four of them.

"This is going to be the worst holiday of my life!" Lily, Monica, James, and Sirius moaned simultaneously.

"You can say that again," Hestia muttered feeling anger begin to bubble inside her.

"Well it's going to be no picnic for the rest of us, but you don't here us complaining!" commented Remus to no one in particular.

"I'd stay out of this if I were you Remus," hissed Peter. "They might all turn on us, the sane ones, and then where would we be?"

"Exactly," muttered Emmeline inching around an arguing Lily and James to stand by Remus and Peter. "We don't know what they might do to us if we interfere."

"Well we've got to do something!" urged Remus glancing at Sirius and James' red faces. "Look at them!"

Everyone went on sputtering and shouting for a while.

"Why does it have to be you Potter?!"

"I could ask you the same question."

"Can everyone just calm down?"

"SHUT IT PETER!"

"Hey he was just trying help!"

"Emmeline, you stay out of this!"

"Wow bite her head off why don't you?"

"Moony this doesn't concern you!"

"Doesn't concern me Padfoot?! I'm the one who's going to have to spend the whole bloody summer listening to you four fight!"

"Well maybe if he wasn't such a huge arse, you could have your peace and quiet!"

Finally, completely fed up, Hestia (the only sane, calm person in the group by then) shouted, "Enough! You're giving me a headache!"

She brandished her wand furiously.

Everyone instantly quieted and muttered, "Sorry Hestia."

They all knew better than to get Hestia Jones angry. Last year, she'd turned a cheeky group of second-years into a bunch of scarab beetles after they unwittingly annoyed her while she was studying for her O.W.L.s. Now the whole second-year class was completely terrified of her.

It took a lot to make Hestia mad but when it happened, she was like a volcano erupting meaning everything and everyone ran to somewhere safe when she exploded. No one was safe from her wand.

"That's better," said Hestia coolly. "Now James would you be so kind as to tell us why you've decided to grace us with your presence?"

"Well my mum wishes your family and I suppose your er... 'guests' to attend dinner at our home this evening," said James in the same formal tone Hestia had used as he cast an angry glare at Lily.

"James..." began Hestia warningly.

James was worriedly reminded of an incident two years back when Hestia had magicked a watermelon down his throat after he'd had a blazing row with Evans.

"Big words Potter," cut in Lily her voice icy. "I'm surprise you didn't choke on them. Pity."

"I'll go ask Mum about it then! About dinner!" said Hestia loudly cutting off Lily with an angry look.

Hestia disappeared inside the house leaving the rest of the group to stare daggers at each other.

A few moments passed in tension-filled silence.

"So Mon..." said Sirius casually, "seeing anyone at the moment?"

"Of course! I can see James, Lily, Emmeline, Remus, Peter, me, and you! I'm not blind you know!" snapped Monica deliberately twisting Sirius' question. "I wish I couldn't see you though."

She gritted her teeth and focused on keeping herself from punching Sirius in the face.

"Touché Mon," replied Sirius dryly. "Side-stepped that one didn't we?"

"Clearly," muttered Monica through clenched teeth.

In her mind she grumbled, "Never hit a guy. Never hit a guy. He'll never be able to live it down and that will just make your life hell."

Remus, Emmeline, and Peter glanced at each other and sighed loudly figuring they'd listen to Lily and James' argue for a slight change.

"Did Hestia only bring you three with her? No wonderful Andy?" spat James his eyes dangerously bright.

"Would it matter if we did bring him?" Lily retorted.

"Of course not! I was just thinking that if he was here, your holiday would be much more enjoyable!"

"I am perfectly capable of enjoying myself without my boyfriend here! Though I would be ECSTATIC if James 'If My Head Got Any Bigger It Would Explode' Potter wasn't here!" Lily breathed heavily and stared bitterly at James waiting for his retort.

James paused taken aback. He hadn't realized that Andy was Lily's BOYFRIEND.

He had realized that they were involved romantically. Any idiot could realize that (meaning Sirius or even perhaps Peter). But he hadn't connected it with that specific term until now. James' stomach gave an uneasy lurch at the thought.

"Whatever Evans," he said gruffly just as Hestia reappeared tapping her foot impatiently.

"Mum says we'll be over at 6:00. See you then."

Hestia whirled around and the girls went back inside while Monica slammed the door in the Marauders' faces with a satisfied smirk.

"Why didn't you tell us this earlier Hestia?" shrieked Lily throwing herself at the sofa. "Before we agreed to spend the whole damn summer here!"

"I didn't know he'd be bringing the rest of them!" said Hestia hotly. "I thought it would just be Potter as usual and I assumed he'd leave us alone most of the time!"

"Really? Would Potter ever just leave ME alone?" Lily shot back.

"But honestly. All four of them HERE?" groaned Monica. "We won't get a moment's peace with them pulling pranks on us and Potter and Black being... themselves!"

"Nice example there Mon," muttered Lily.

"Maybe we can avoid each other," suggested Emmeline.

She turned to Hestia and asked, "Do many people holiday around here?"

"Yes, but our whole area of beach is private property owned by my family and the Potters'!" replied Hestia wincing. "That means we WILL be the only ones on the beach!"

"Well we'll just have to live inside then!" screeched Lily. "It's better than having to spend the whole summer outside with Potter and his damn mates!"

"Please tell me your families are only acquaintances," breathed Monica. "People who only spent time with each other once or twice during the summer holiday?"

"No," said Hestia in a small voice. "We eat dinner with them four to five times a week."

Monica swore violently until Emmeline had the sense to clamp her hand over her friend's mouth.

"No! I can't do this!" said Lily in shrill voice. "He'll...he'll...be James Potter!" she finished lamely.

"SEE you can't think of an example either!"

"Shut it Longbottom."

"Oh you shut it Evans!"

"Is it just me or are they starting to sound just like Potter and Black?"

"No it's not just you Em. I noticed it too."

"Oh good."

Monica began rocking back and forth muttering, "I'm going to kill him. I can't spend a whole summer with him!"

"She knows she'll end up in Azkaban if she kills Sirius right?" commented Emmeline.

Hestia nodded. "But if Black is 'out of the picture' that certainly makes things less complicated for us," she added cynically.

"Can we include Potter in that 'out of the picture' idea?" said Lily looking around her warily.

Emmeline had had enough.

"NO! We are not going to kill Black! We are not going to kill Potter! We are not going to kill Lupin, Pettigrew, or bloody Father Christmas! Alright? We aren't going to do anything!" shrieked Emmeline before she burst into tears and ran into the bathroom.

"You can't act like this! Not like bloody murders-to-be! I can't take it!" Emmeline sobbed through the bathroom door.

Hestia went over and opened the bathroom door and quietly began trying to comfort Emmeline.

"She's right. We can't do this to Em. She'll be a wreck all summer," began Lily. She gulped. "We'll just have to try to be civil with them."

Monica snorted loudly into her pillow before glancing up and noticing that Lily was serious.

"Oh alright. I'll try."

"If I had a place to go, you know where I'd be? There not here! Anywhere but here!" snarled Sirius pacing up and down the boys' long hallway.

"How am I going to get over her with her here all summer?!"

James sat with his head in his hands muttering to himself and looking severely crazed.

Remus and Peter knew they had two near nervous breakdowns on their hands and they glanced anxiously back in forth from James, to Sirius, to each other.

"Well look on the bright side..." began Peter.

"WHAT BRIGHT SIDE, WORMTAIL?! I SEE NO BRIGHT SIDE! PLEASE ENLIGHTEN ME!" Sirius bellowed.

"Jeez, bite my head off why don't you?" snapped Peter. "Now as I was saying, look on the bright side. Maybe this summer will finally be the one where you snare the lovely Monica Longbottom. Did you ever consider that Padfoot?"

Remus nodded. "You have a whole summer to spend time with her. Maybe she'll finally realize you're not just an arrogant little berk."

"Thanks Moony," Sirius muttered sarcastically. "Why would this summer be any different?"

"Because this summer you'll stop acting like an arrogant little berk," Remus replied.

"Yeah... if I stop doing all the things that annoy her maybe she'll realize the handsome devil I truly am!" said Sirius happily.

"You might want to tone down the ego a bit too, Padfoot."

"Shut it Wormtail."

"Just trying to help Padfoot."

"Hello? None of this is helping me with my problem!" shouted James and his three friends jumped noticing the distraught look on their friend's face.

"Well, Lily's got a boyfriend, so you should just try and back off like we said before. Try to be friends with her," Remus stated slowly.

"Friends," James said sullenly. "Great."

"Well maybe if you drop some of your annoying habits, Evans will dump that bastard she's dating and realize that you are wonderful Prongsie!" said Sirius thoughtfully.

"Padfoot, you may actually be on to something."

"That's a first."

"Wormtail, do you like that face of yours? Because I'd be happy to rearrange it for you."

"Dually noted Padfoot."

"Ok so I get rid of some of my annoying habits. Like what?"

"Let's see... what's she always calling you on?"

"Being a prat."

"Being a berk."

"Being a git."

"Having an ego bigger than... bigger than A LOT of big things."

"Good analogy there Padfoot."

"I try Moony, I try."

"Asking her out all the time."

"Rumpling your hair."

"Flirting with, dating, and dumping nearly every girl at Hogwarts."

"Bragging about your legions of adoring fans."

"Bragging about your rugged good looks."

"Bragging about your fantastic Quidditch skills."

"Bragging about your brilliantly high marks in school."

"Bragging in general really."

"Very good Wormtail. Very good."

"Is that all?"

"Oh I'm sure we could go on and on Prongsie, but I think we have your basic list. If you wanted a more in depth list, you would probably have to wait a few days because of the field research that would be needed, the rising cost of parchment these days, and..."

"I get it Padfoot. Stop now."

"Ok I have written up a list of Marauder summer goals."

"Blimey Moony we're not in school anymore!"

"Well I thought it would help and most of my ideas are actually useful. Unlike many of yours, Padfoot."

"What's wrong with playing Quidditch on mops instead of broomsticks?"

"No Padfoot. I think the question is 'What's right about playing Quidditch on mops instead of broomsticks?'"

"Who's side are you on Prongsie?"

"Moony's. Obviously."

"I feel utterly deserted. Abandoned in this cruel world..."

"Don't start Padfoot. It's not the time for one of your little 'dramatic' scenes."

"But Wormtail always applauds my good acting!"

"Well Wormtail's an idiot."

"HEY!"

"Anyway back to those goals."

MARAUDER SUMMER GOALS, BY MR. MOONY

1)Mr. Padfoot must become more socially presentable, so that he may get Miss Longbottom to go out with him. ("HEY I'M SOCIALLY PRESENTABLE! MOOOOOOOOONY!")

2)Mr. Prongs must become less prat-like, so that he may get Miss Evans to dump 'Mr. Perfect Ravenclaw' for him, and also so his fellow Marauders don't have to hear him complain all the time about how she rejected him for the thirty-seventh time. ("You're keeping track? And I don't complain about her all the time!")

3)Mr. Moony must stay exactly as he is and must resist the urge to become an idiot like his fellow Marauders. ("We're not idiots Moony! You're not allowed to write our lists anymore! You fill them with you're cruel sense of humor!")

4)Mr. Wormtail must develop a thicker skin and a quicker mind, so that his fellow Marauders' insults are not taken personally and so they are understood in a much quicker fashion. ("Mr. Wormtail must insist that he, Mr. Padfoot, and Mr. Prongs hex Mr. Moony until he is beyond recognition!")

5)(has been written by Mr. Prongs because Mr. Moony is currently running around screaming like a girl) Mr. Moony must learn how to dodge jinxes, hexes, and/or curses better. Particularly the Jelly-Legs Jinx.

Sorry I must save Mr. Moony from a number of gruesome jinxes, hexes, and/or curses from his fellow Marauders! Reviews make me happy! E.D.J.