A/N: It's Prongs. This chapter is from Professor Dumbledore's POV. How fun is that?
Albus Percival Brian Wulfric Dumbledore was normally a patient man. However, this meeting needed to take place as soon as possible, and he had instructed the four young menwho were missing to be there on time. To their credit, this was the first time they had been late. However, nobody else had ever been late, except for that one time that Hagrid had come in three hours late due to an incident (involving a rogue Bludger and large amounts of Firewhiskey) that was later proved not to have been his fault in the first place.
But that was not the point. The point was that Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew were late. And that was unacceptable.
The sound of voices outside made everyone in the room turn to the door. "I don't care if they're the Minister's little brother and sister. They're not coming in!"
Dumbledore got up to investigate the source of the commotion, walking briskly across the room and opening the door.
Alastor Moody was standing in front of said door, glaring at the six people standing there. Wait... six? Dumbledore blinked, then counted again. Yes, there were still six people in front of Moody, though he wasn't quite sure where he had expected the two extras to go.
"Professor!" James exclaimed. He had apparently been the first to see Dumbledore standing behind Moody, though he was shorter than both Remus and Sirius. "Professor, it's just Sirius's little brother and sister-"
"Little?" they objected at the exact same time.
Sirius glared at them for a second before turning to the professor and picking up where James had left off. "And they said either we took them to the meeting or they'd get their mother!"
"And she's scary!" Peter interjected.
"So we had to bring them, Professor," Remus finished, leaving Sirius in a glaring match with the twins, Peter shuddering at the thought of Sirius's mother, and James attempting to reason with Moody ("Sir, they're fifteen!" "Just because they're fifteen doesn't mean they can't be spies! How do you know they're really fifteen? CONSTANT VIGILANCE!").
"That will do, Alastor, James."
A/N: Me again. Just wanted to tell you that yes, the humor part of the 'drama/humor' classification is MINE. Cause Lassie kept laughing when I IMed her the story.And that I foundout while writing the argument between James and Moody that I love writing for Mad-Eye.And then that I might just do a little story about the incident with Hagrid, the rogue Bludger, and the 'large amounts of Firewhiskey' if I get inspired in that direction. See ya next chapter.