The Marauders

Dungeon time, Chapter 6

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Peters face turned red as he attempted to hold in the oncoming flow. Not helped by either Sirius or James he was unable to hold it in any more. Peter groped his pockets, finally drawing his wand, aimed it at a corner and shouted "Ferisempra" a teacup appeared in the corner. Peter's eyes widened as he tried again. "Ferisempra! FERISEMPRA!" but every time another teacup appeared.

"You know," James said, "I kind of pity him, here you go wormtail, Ferisempro" in the corner a bucket appeared and Peter hobbled across to it.

"See now don't you feel better now that you've let him go?" Remus asked, looking at James.
"To be honest…"

"…No!" Sirius said. "I wanted to see the rat wet himself, it would have been funny."

Remus looked at Sirius with a note of annoyance in his eye. "James, you were saying…"

"I was gonna say no as well, Sirius is right, it woulda bin so much more fun to watch him wet himself." James laughed.

"Maybe we should wet him instead?" Sirius grinned, aiming his wand up at wormtail's back.

"See, now I think you're taking this boredom thing a little far." Remus said, standing up and walking in between James, Sirius and Peter. "If you want to torture someone torture me." Remus glared at the two.

"Oh come on Mooney, its just a bit of fun." James said.

"I don't think that Lily would see it that way."

"Ok, that's below the belt!" James stood up, staring at Remus heatedly.

"Yeah, wittle Pwongsey has it hard enough with his lily-cakes without mooney-wooney making fun of him." Sirius grinned.

Both Remus and James turned to Sirius, "Mooney-wooney?" they asked.

"Sorry, got a little carried away." Sirius admitted, pulling himself back onto the cot behind him. "Look the time is gonna go a lot quicker if we just find something to do, and I guess Mooneys got a point about not attacking each other, it's what Aris wants aint it?"

"I suppose." James said, lowering his wand.

"So what do you want to do in the mean time?" Peter said, finally zipping up his trousers.