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Ch. 12- Moody Mornings and Beauxbatons "History"

"Padfoot, Prongs!" called two faint voices. James squinted up at the blurred shapes above him before rolling back over.

"Whatdja want?" Sirius muttered his eyelids fluttering as he buried his head into his pillow.

"Time to get up, it's a bright new morning! Rise and shine!" shouted Remus throwing Sirius' pillow across the room.

"Mooooooony!!!" moaned Sirius feeling around for his non-exist pillow without even opening his eyes.

Remus grabbed James' pillow and threw it across the room too, along with all of his blankets. He did the same with Sirius'.

"MOOOOONY!" Sirius and James groaned curling themselves into tight balls to try and stay warm without actually moving much.

Remus nodded to Peter who scurried out of James' room and returned with two large buckets. They each took one and walked over to one of their friends' beds.

James cracked an eye open and muttered, "Wormtail what are you... ARGH!" Ice cold water splashed all over him and he flew up and out of bed. Sirius was right beside him drenched to the skin through his pajamas.

"Good morning sunshines!" Remus cooed immensely satisfied. "James, your mum wanted us down for breakfast fifteen minutes ago. And now that you two are awake, we can eat!"

Remus started towards the door, but never made it as James and Sirius tackled him to the ground.

"Geroff me!" Remus yelped.

James and Sirius grinned at each other and stopped pummeling Remus instantly.

"You're too easy Moony," said James smirking as he noticed Moony now was wet too.

"Funny, I could say the same about you two," commented Remus before bounding out of the room before James and Sirius could resume beating on him again.

Remus panted heavily as he finally reached the kitchen and he collapsed into a chair sighing.

"Remus! You're soaked!" said Mrs. Potter waving her wand and Remus' clothes instantly dried.

"Just the normal wake up calls," said Remus shrugging. "Water works quite well."

Just then, James and Sirius entered the kitchen grumbling and they sat down at the table all the while glaring evilly at Remus. Remus just stuck his tongue out at them and winced as both James and Sirius aimed kicks at his shins underneath the table.

"Boys!" said Mrs. Potter disapprovingly. "Don't gang up on Remus."

"Or at least wait until Peter's here, so it's a fair fight," commented Mr. Potter glancing up from his Daily Prophet.

"Jonathan!" hissed Mrs. Potter slapping her husband's elbow.

Mr. Potter just sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Where is Peter anyway?" asked Remus aiming a few kicks back at his two friends. "Wasn't he with you two?"

"Ow!" said Sirius glaring at him. "No. He went to the loo. Poor bloke probably got himself lost again."

"I'll go find him," said James getting up and going out of the kitchen.

Once James had disappeared, Sirius smirked and asked, "Reckon he just made things worse with Evans last night?"

"Of course," said Remus with a slight smile. "It's Prongs. I think we may be asking a bit too much of him to drop his every bad habit at all once. Maybe he should start out slow, you know, no bragging, then move on later to no bragging AND deflating his ego and so and so forth."

"Brilliant Moony!" said Sirius nodding his approval. "So how'd I do with Miss Longbottom?"

"Excellent," said Remus. "Bet she'd go out with you in a heartbeat after how you acted last night."

"Really?" said Sirius astonished.

"No I was being sarcastic you idiot!" said Remus exasperatedly. "You think one day of good acting is all it takes? And after the diaster that ended last night to boot?"

"What disaster?"

"Putting your head on her shoulder perhaps?"

"Oh yeah! What was wrong with that again?"

"Do the words 'Geroff Black!' ring any bells?"

"Not really. I don't really comprehend words that I don't want to hear."

"Comprehend? Big word to start off the day, eh Padfoot?" said Remus raising an eyebrow.

"Just because I'm not a bloody swot, doesn't mean I'm a complete idiot!" Sirius panted angrily.

"Breathe Padfoot. Here have some juice." Remus offered Sirius a glass of orange juice.

Sirius just glared. "I don't want any of your bloody juice, Moony."

"Cranky today Padfoot?" asked James sitting down again as he and Peter entered the kitchen. He nodded at Peter who scowled. "Found him in the shed out back."

"Hey! How was I supposed to know that the kitchen wasn't out there?" Peter protested turning quite purple in the face.

"Maybe because nobody has a kitchen located outside their home?" suggested Remus who ducked as Peter flung a bit of marmalade at him.

"I happen to know a number of people with kitchens outside their house!" said Peter indignantly.

"Who might that be?" asked Sirius raising an eyebrow skeptically.

"Calista and... Milo," said Peter buttering a bit of toast. "They work with my mum."

"Both of them?" asked James.

"No."

"Which one works with her then?"

"I don't know. What were the two names I just said?" (1)

Everyone dissolved into fits of loud snorts, much to Peter's dismay.

"What's so funny?" he demanded.

Everyone just shook their heads. Peter would eventually figure it out.

"NOOOOO!!!!!!!" protested Monica as Lily and Hestia tugged at her ankles. "It's not time to get up!"

With one more wrenching tug, Monica flew off the bed and Lily and Hestia landed on the floor laughing wildly. Emmeline looked on, smirking slightly, as Monica proceeded to chase the two girls around with a fire poker she'd grabbed from the sitting room.

"Monica!" Emmeline shouted yawning slightly. "It's too early for murder."

"Yeah you're right," said Monica sighing sleepily as she made a big show of stuffing the fire poker under her bed. She gave Lily and Hestia threatening glares.

They just rolled their eyes and commanded Monica to get dressed so they could get some breakfast.

After Monica got dressed, deliberately very slowly, the four girls thundered down the stairs down to the kitchen. Hestia asked the cook to make the four of them some of his famous waffles and the girls ate hungrily.

"What's the plan for today?" asked Lily between mouthfuls.

"Plan? There's no plan!" said Hestia happily. "That's the beauty of staying here for the holidays, Lils. We can do whatever we want whenever we want, granted it's not overly expensive, dangerous..."

"Can I set Potter on fire?" interrupted Lily staring at her friend intently.

"Well er... that might be violating the overly dangerous rule," said Hestia cautiously. "Besides we can't use magic on the holidays anyway."

"Oh I don't need magic," said Lily grinning evilly.

Emmeline scowled at her friend. "Lily, you can't use any Muggle stuff either."

"Damn," muttered Lily glaring at her plate.

"Let's look for cute Beauxbatons guys!" Monica exclaimed eagerly. "I have yet to see any blokes besides the 'wonderful' Marauders."

The other girls readily agreed. After changing into their cutest bathing suits, the girls rushed outside eager to find some hot French guys. Unfortunately, the first thing they saw was a group of four, very familiar looking guys, who were gaping enormously. You could practically see the drool. The guys didn't look too bad themselves. Quite buff. Well, besides Peter of course.

"Hi!" said Hestia brightly.

"Yeah! Hi!" said James snapping out of it and he realized he was staring. At a particular redhead. He nudged his friends and the other three closed their mouths and tried to focus on the thread of the conversation instead of on the four skimpily clad girls in front of them. James was trying to do the same.

"Going swimming?" asked Hestia laughing silently as she noticed the Marauders' awe-struck faces.

"Yeah probably," said James. "You?"

"Oh we're going to try and meet some people from Beauxbatons," said Monica smiling vaguely. "Lily's interested in the school's history."

She nudged Lily who nodded.

"You're going to learn about history wearing that?" asked Sirius staring at Monica.

"Is that a problem?" Monica asked coldly.

"Nooo..."

"Because if it is a problem, I'll go up and change right now," said Monica grinning mysteriously. "Anything for you, Sirius."

"Ok..." Sirius said puzzled. What had brought on this new change? Hadn't Moony said last night was a complete disaster? Maybe it hadn't been as bad as he had thought.

"Nah, you don't have to," said Sirius casually smiling flirtatiously at her.

"Well we have to go!" said Emmeline quickly pulling at Monica's arm. "We have all that history to learn."

"Well maybe I'll come with you," said Remus. "I've always been fascinated with Beauxbatons. It might be cool to here what it's like there from an actual student."

"Ok sure!" said Emmeline dragging Monica away from the others.

"What the hell Em?" asked Monica rubbing her arm.

"What is with you? What are you doing with Black?" demanded Emmeline.

"Black? Nothing!" said Monica grimacing with distaste. "It's just fun messing with him."

"Monica you are so conceited!" snapped Emmeline. "It's not right to lead him on like that!"

"Fine, I'll stop," said Monica still rubbing her arm. "Merlin you're strong."

"Good." Emmeline's face quickly became less stormy.

"Can I still insult him?" asked Monica.

"I suppose," said Emmeline with a sigh.

They walked back over to the others and discovered that not only was Remus coming with them, all four of the Marauders were coming. Monica groaned inwardly at the news. She could tell Lily was no better by the angry scowl on her friend's face. The eight teens walked along the beach looking for some French teens to learn about "Beauxbatons' history" from.

Lily eventually glanced up from glaring angrily at the sand to notice that James Potter had fallen into to step beside her. She sighed audibly. "Are you sure you four don't want to go swimming? You don't have to bore yourselves with history," she asked hopefully.

"Well we can't leave Remus unsupervised with a bunch of beautiful girls can we? There's no telling what he might do," said James innocently.

Lily glowered. "Yeah. Remus is positively vicious."

You have no idea. James thought as he touched a half-healed cut on his wrist from their last full moon adventure.

Finally, they saw a small group of teenagers sprawled out on the beach ahead. To James and Sirius' dismay and Monica's delight, there was a number of very cute guys among the group.

Monica bee lined it over to one of the guys. "Do you go to Beauxbatons?" she asked eagerly not really caring what the answer was.

"Yes. 'ogwarts I presume?" said the guy who grinned smugly at her.

Monica nodded.

The rest of the group fanned out and began talking to various Beauxbatons students. James, however, hung back watching Lily giggle as she chatted with one of the guys.

History, my arse. James smiled grimly and decided to make the best of it by going over to the pretty girl who had been eyeing him for the last few minutes. He wasn't going to be the only miserable one of the group. Even Peter was talking with one of the girls though he was struggling profusely with the girl's accent.

Finally, after a few hours, Hestia insisted that they had to go home for lunch. James was rather relieved. They said goodbye and began walking down the beach until Lily glanced around and asked, "Where's Monica?"

Everyone looked around, but Monica wasn't with them.

"I bet she's back there still," said Lily sighing. "We'd better go get her."

An idea hit Sirius. "Actually I think I left my towel back there. You guys go ahead. I'll get her."

"But you didn't bring a..." began Peter, but he was silenced by angry look from Sirius.

Emmeline frowned slightly, but she didn't protest to Sirius' idea. They waved goodbye to Sirius and set off back toward the house while Sirius hurried in the opposite direction

Finally, he neared the group and ran panting up to them. "Longbottom!" he panted finding her surprised face within the group. "We're..." He trailed off noticing the guy who had his arm wrapped around Monica's shoulders. "Uh...leaving," he said quickly. "Lunch."

"Alright Black," said Monica casually standing up and the guy stood up too. Seeing Sirius' red face, she suppressed a smirk and added, "Oh, this is Gavin. We're going out tomorrow night."

Uh...oh. -grins evilly- Like I told you, pivotal chapter. Look below to find out why you must review! E.D.J.
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I've been meaning to ask my readers' opinion on my idea for Gavin's personality. That's why I ended it in a cliffhanger because I haven't asked you yet. My idea is to have him be this crazy, happy guy who tries to put a good spin on everything. A.K.A. Alec Baldwin's personality when he gueststars as Phoebe's date Parker on Friends. Abso-bloody-lutely hilarious!! I'm adding a few Parker quotes if you need an idea of what he's like! Please review and tell me your thoughts! E.D.J.

Parker: What a beautiful place. What a great night! I have to tell you, being here with all of you in Event Room C...I feel so lucky. I think of all the good times that have happened here. The birthdays, the proms, the mitzvahs both bar and bat, but none of them will compare with tonight! My God, I don't want to forget this moment! It's like I want to take a mental picture of you all! Click! (He takes a mental picture of them all.)
This is Chandler's comment on Parker!

Chandler: Somewhere there is someone with a tranquilizer gun and a huge butterfly net looking for that man.

Ross's Imitation!

Ross: (imitating Parker) This room! This night! That waiter! His shoes! I must take a mental picture! (He backs into someone.) Ooh sorry... (He looks behind him then notices its Phoebe then stops his impression.)

Parker: My God what a fantastically well lit hallway!

Phoebe: Can I get you something to drink? Like a water and Valium?

Parker: I must say this apartment, it's, it's, There are no words...

Phoebe: Oh thank God.

Parker: It's a haven. A third-floor paradise. A modern-day Eden in the midst...

Phoebe: Yeah? I know! I know! Uh huh? Listen why don't we just um, sit and relax? You know just be with each other. Quietly!

Parker: That sounds great. (Sits down) My God this is the most comfortable couch I've ever sat on in my entire life. (Bounces on couch)

Parker: Is something wrong?

Phoebe: Wrong? Really? You know the word wrong. Everything isn't perfect? Everything isn't magical? Everything isn't a glow with the light of a million fairies? They were just brake lights, Parker!

Parker: Well, excuse me for putting a good spin on a traffic jam!

Now on the strange ending note, please tell me your thoughts AND what you thought of this chapter!! E.D.J.