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Dedicated to MissCheviousHP, Remusly-Moony, and Pranks Are So Siriusly Padfoot.

Please tell me what you think, as I am not sure of this fiction's appeal.

Pranks Are So Siriusly Padfoot says, "What the bloody hell are you going on about!"

Prongsie-Jamesie replies mock-innocently, "NOTHING!"

"A wise-ass once told me you can use a biscuit for anything!"

"What?" Confused? Me too!

ENJOY!

Chapter 1: Lockers and Magnets

"Here we are Prongsie my boy." Sirius Black ripped off his shirt. "The Serve 'Em Up Volleyball courts. U-16, Co-Ed. Let me tell you we are in for a summer of sand, sweat, and girls in spandex."

James and Sirius had gone to Serve 'Em Up many times in their early years…before Hogwarts. Oddly enough James' mother had signed the two up for Bumping for Beginners, the toddler class, and sent them nearly everyday for "Muggle bonding purposes".

"Are you sure about this, Padfoot?" James hesitantly removed his shirt as some giggling girls passed the two. "I mean we haven't played in forever and…and…and I…I…I can't think of a better reason at the moment but I know I will. And when it comes to me I'll let you know."

"Right," Sirius gave him a very skeptical look but then arrogantly stated, "Why do you even try? My ideas are too good to contradict."

Prongs or James Harold Potter was tall and very well built. He had hazel eyes that only took seconds to capture you, even if they were behind glasses. They were deep and held his emotions. To top it off, he had a lawn of jet black strands that hadn't been mowed for years.

His buddy, the boy directly to the left of James, who looked very smug at the moment, was Padfoot or Sirius Black. Sirius had a mop black hair and a pair of navy/indigo eyes. To most Sirius was a giddy little boy. But, few really knew him well enough to see that he was hiding something.

"Well, Sirius," James sighed over the top of Sirius' head, "let's put your plan into action. Where is the summer sign-up?"

"Umm…I'm not too sure about that. Come, let's wander!" Sirius cried dramatically.

"Okay…umm…lets start by getting out of the parking lot." James suggested in a tone as if he was talking to a two year old.

"O.K" Sirius said in an I-knew-that sort of way.

They made their way to the outdoor complex: 10 regulation-size-sand courts with color coded nets.

Slowly, the pair wove their way in and out of congregating people, across the sand, and into the locker area.

"Let's take this one!" Sirius jovially said as he pointed to one of the coin insert lockers.

"Sounds good but do you have any Muggle coins? I have notes just not coins." James had a feeling he knew the answer was 'No,' as soon as he looked over and saw Sirius trying to jam a Knut into the slot.

Calmly James took the Knut away and began to look on to ground for some muggle loose change.

The gold-diggers had scoured the whole floor, wishing they had a niffler, and had found only one coin. But being gifted with their Marauder minds, they looked atop the lockers and on the under-side of the benches.

"Ah-ha," Sirius excitedly exclaimed. "I found one! The only problem is it is stuck to the bottom of the bench with…bubble gum?" Sirius gasped. "Who would waste gum on such a thing?"

Before James could say anything, Sirius savagely ripped the gum off of the bottom of the bench, pulled the coin off, and stuck the gum in his open watering mouth.

James groaned in disgust, but took the coin. With the help of the instructions that were stuck on the inside of the locker, managed to get their belongings inside the locker and extract the key. James put the elastic key band around his wrist and winced as Sirius tried to blow a bubble with the recycled gum.

After the gum mishap, James made sure not to let him wander too far from his sight.

Along the way, the two found a water fountain which they spent nearly ten minutes at, thanks to Sirius' fascination with spurting the water different distances by pushing the button. But when James tried to get a drink Sirius pushed his head further into the stream so water went up his nose, this lead to an all out brawl and some I'll-Tell-Lily threats. It was cut short though when a group of people began to cue up behind them, asking to use the water fountain.

"See what you did, Padfoot," James was still trying to get the sand out of his hair.

"I did," came the innocent answer.

"Yes you did. You just made quite a scene there."

"Oh, yeah, so now I started it?"

"Argh-," thoroughly flustered, James accidentally stalked his way right into the registration tent.

"Ahh, yes," The plump dark haired woman at the counter welcomed the pair as she scanned the list for the two. "Black and Potter. Returning members?"

"Yes ma'am," James curtly answered.

"Same address? Godrics' Hollow?"

"Yes ma'am."

The registration woman went on to ask a few more questions before taking their medical forms and uniform payment. Then she handed each a pair of red shorts, with the Serve 'Em Up logo in gold (a volleyball with a net-like design behind it), and a warm-up shirt that was white with the same logo, in red and gold.

Finding it quite amusing that their uniforms were Gryffindor colors, Sirius blurted out, "Leave it to the muggles. Huh Prongs?" James gave Sirius a stern look and that in combination with the confused one of the muggle, Sirius decided to shut-up until they were out of the muggle's earshot.

Without a word the woman handed each a contract, committing each to the team, and a rule sheet. They both scanned the rules and contract, and signed. Then once they handed the papers back the woman gave them a cheerful smile, and said, "Your first practice is tomorrow on the green court from 2:00 to 4:15. I advise you two not to be late because your coach is not a forgiving man. Have a nice day."

The two bid her their good byes and headed off to see if they could manage to get their stuff from the locker.

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On the walk back to the Potter Manor, Sirius and James entered a grocery store, upon Sirius' insistence.

Sirius wanted the 'full muggle shopping experience' so James grabbed a cart right off the bat. First stop, of course, was the candy isle. When the whole isle was cleaned out, except for the Life-Savers which Sirius made a point of testing ("Even if I were marooned on an island, I don't think I would count on these to save my life."), they moved on to the chips and junk food isle ("Colored chips! I've got to try some of those."). The next spot they hit was the frozen foods; mainly ice cream was dug out there.

Sirius literally stuck his head in every single refrigerated door. About half way through, he found that there was a whole refrigerated room back there. So he snuck his way through the frozen pizza and into the room.

He was stuck.

All his best friend James could do, of course, was laugh as he saw Sirius 'freeze to death'. Nearly ten minutes later, James pulled Sirius out by his frosty hair. Sirius lay there quite dramatically. James asked, looking quite embarrassed, "Do you have to do that Sirius?"

"Yes I do." Came the over-dramatic answer, "And if you are feeling embarrassed then go wander."

James was two isles away by the time he heard, "Oooooh, look free fruit!"

James was slapping the ground and trying to get over his laughing attack, when he hit his head on a rack of magnets. As they fell, a few got stuck to his glasses.

'Wow,' he thought to himself, 'This brings back memories.'

Flashback

Sirius was searching around the 6th year Gryffindor boys' room frantically. "C'mon, where did I put you? Arrgghhh-," he screamed in frustration.

"What did you lose this time Sirius," chorused the three remaining boys in unison.

"Well," Sirius began, "My girlfriend, you know that blonde Hufflepuff, I don't rember her name, anyway, she gave me these nagmemts and I just can't find them!" He sat down on the edge of his bed working up a storm.

"Are you sure that is what they are called?" Moony grunted.

"Yeah," Peter's voice sounded, "I think that they are called magnets."

"That's it," Sirius was really excited now. "That's what they're called. Say it again."

"Magnets," they all hollered back at him.

"Magnets," he sang. "I love them. They are soo much fun. I've got to find them so I can show them to you."

"Accio magnets," James lazily called. The magnets came zooming into his hand. "This is what you woke us up at 5:30 A.M. on a Saturday for? Some bloody circles?" He held up the circular gray objects.

"Gasp," Sirius said aloud. "How could you? You're mindless and heartless and you think you know them. But they love you. Ooh, you poor dears. It's okay don't cry! I don't think I could handle your tears."

"Oh, come on." James said getting more and more perturbed.

"Well I can clear all of this up if you and my fellow Marauders would just follow me over here." Sirius got up and dragged James with him over to his bed.

Then he tapped his bed with his wand and muttered something inaudible. It only took seconds, but his bed was made and he was sitting on the now checkered down comforter.

"Come on now. Don't make me come over there, because if I have to, I will drag you over here by your hair." Sirius rang sounding just like his mother.

The two boys shot up and ran over to the bed plopping down onto the bed.

"Each of you to your respective corners, now." Sirius chimed handing the four magnets out. "Now, on the count of three I want each of you to throw your magnet at that gold square. 1, 2, 3." Sirius excitedly threw his, which landed on the square that they were supposed to be aiming for. The other three boys lethargically threw them, making them land short. But Remus' and James' ended up getting…stuck together.

"Holy Shit!" Dumbfounded, James picked up the two and pulled them apart. Then he stuck them together.

Over and over he continued this until Sirius said, "Flip one over, mate." James obediently flipped one over and was even more flabberghasted. They repelled each other. It took much effort to get them to touch.

"Can I please have my magnet back?" Remus asked eagerly.

James reluctantly threw it back to him. "1, 2, 3." This time it was James' greedy voice giving the command.

Miss.

None of the magnets landed anywhere near another. In fact one narrowly missed Remus' left ear.

That was how they sat. Again and again, they threw the magnets. Sometimes two, three, and if they were lucky four would attract each other. Through breakfast, lunch, and dinner they threw the magnets. They each managed to produce a healthy amount of food, from various places around the room, to help feed one another. The food had no doubt been hidden from eachother.

By about noon Sirius began to complain that his arm hurt so they switched.

It was about 8:00 P.M. They were all very tired and on one particularly wild throw Peter's magnet got stuck to James glasses. They all broke into delirious, butterbeer induced laughter.

James pulled it off of his glasses and let is fall into his lap.

"Hey," Sirius sounded curious. "I wonder what else in this room is nagmemtic." With that he threw his 'nagmemt' across the room. It hit the trunk at the end of Peter's bed and almost fell to the floor but was attracted by the lock.

"Wow," they all sang simultaneously.

"Accio," Sirius said. Then took his magnet and tossed it at something else. Soon magnets were being tossed away and summoned back over and over again by the highly immature boys.

Just as James threw one at the door it opened.

Lily Evans got hit square in the face, and James was the only one not holding a magnet.

"I'm so sorry, Lily," James cried. "It's just I threw it and you opened the door at the same time and…and…it was an accident."

Lily turned a shade of purple that clashed horribly with her hair and walked out as she muttered under her breath something that sounded like, "Stupid, immature, obnoxious gits!"

Sirius chimed, "Great timing, James!"

End of Flashback

James chuckled at the memory as he pulled two more magnets off of his glasses.

It just so happened that Sirius wandered into the isle that James sat in, covered in magnets. As soon as James saw the smile that crept on to Sirius' face he knew that Sirius was reliving the same memory.

But, this apparently had no effect on his judgment whatsoever. If anything, it inspired him. Sirius picked up a handful of magnets and threw them as far as he could, one by one. They stuck to various shelving unitsand products.

"Come on James. This is soo much fun."

"Clean up isle seven. Clean up isle seven," boomed across the store.

Deciding not to miss out on this mischief, James picked some magnets up and threw the first one toward the near end of the isle. This occurred just as a surly looking redheaded employee turned the corner. The innocent magnet plastered itself in between the two flashing emerald eyes, on the nose of the girl standing at the end of the isle.

James knew that face. He would know that face anywhere. He didn't need the name tag that read, "My name is Lily Evans. How can I help you," or the out burst of laughter and comment that Sirius yelped out to know her.

"Great timing, James!"

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I will flog you...Lots of Pain! (just a little A Knight's Tale for you to think about. I'm Wot.)

Prongsie-Jamesie