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Harry and adult Lupin followed Sirius, Remus, and Peter as they inched along the back wall of the Three Broomsticks. Sirius was staring intently through the large, noisy crowd at a young couple across the room. Harry could just make out a young boy with a head of messy black hair and a young girl with a head of shimmering red hair sitting at a table together.
"Why are we doing this again?" whispered Remus. He ducked a large tray laden with colorful drinks as a waitress bustled past him.
"We're helping our friend have a good time on his date," responded Sirius, bobbing his head up and down in an attempt to get a better view of his targets.
"Then why did you tell me to bring itching powder?" asked Peter. "Ow!" He had smacked his head on the underside of one of the tables. Sirius clapped his hand over Peter's mouth.
"This mission requires absolute stealth!" scolded Sirius. The three of them slid into a table not far from James and Lily and peered carefully over their menus. Remus was peering from over the top of a rather thick looking text,
"Are you sure this isn't about the map?" inquired Remus, throwing Sirius a wary glance.
"He turned me in, I want revenge!" said Sirius in a shrill tone. They all quickly ducked their heads down as James looked around suspiciously.
Harry looked at Lupin expectantly.
"James and Lily were patrolling the halls. They happened to run into Sirius, who was sneaking around doing Merlin-knows-what (probably sneaking off to the Ravenclaw girl's dormitories)," explained Lupin. "Then, if I remember correctly, Filch caught him. James tried to win Lily over by turning Sirius in. Filch confiscated the Marauder's Map." Harry nodded, inching closer to his parents. A waitress set down two butterbeers on the table but stalked off quickly, muttering, as the sound of breaking glass came from the kitchens.
"Thanks—," said Lily, as the waitress departed. She leaned over and took a sip of her drink. A few strands of fiery red hair fell in front of her face. James was staring at her, fingering the shiny "Head Boy" badge on his chest.
"So," began Lily, ending the lull in conversation. "Do you think you're going to keep playing Quidditch after school?"
"No, I don't think so. I want to become an Auror," answered James earnestly. Harry felt a familiar twinge of pain. "What about you?"
"Oh, well—I did want to be a Healer, but—with all the things that have been happening lately I just—feel like I should be doing something more, you know?" said Lily thoughtfully. James nodded in agreement. Harry had a sinking feeling he knew exactly what "things" his mother was referring to. He caught a snippet of the conversation at the table behind him and wandered back to the table the rest of the Marauders were sitting at. Lupin was kneeling next to James and Lily, deeply absorbed in their conversation. He had an oddly pained look on his face.
"You distract them," instructed Sirius. "Wormtail, you douse their robes with itching powder."
"This is ridiculous," muttered Remus, clapping his hand to his forehead. "I'm not distracting them. You distract them if it's so important to you."
"But if I go, they'll no something's up! They trust you," Sirius said adamantly.
"They trust me because I'm not likely to distract them while Peter douses them with itching powder," said Remus, frowning.
"We're only dousing James!" said Sirius, as if that was any better. Remus sighed, burying his face in his book.
"Fine," he said in an exasperated tone. "Do whatever you want."
Sirius smiled in appreciation. "Wormtail, you distract them."
Peter nodded. Looking rather nervous, he sidled up to James and Lily and stood next to adult Lupin.
"James! Lily!" said Peter jovially. "Fancy meeting you here!"
"Hello, Peter," said Lily in a cheerful voice, her green eyes sparkling with warmth.
"Wormtail," said James, tipping his head slightly. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, just stopping in for a drink," replied Peter. He gestured towards Remus, who lifted his gaze from his book and gave a small wave of his hand.
Sirius was crouching so low he was practically crawling along the floor. Harry watched a hand shoot up next to James's elbow and pour several handfuls of what looked like different colored sand into James's mug.
"Well, enjoy your date," said Peter. Though he was smiling, his voice seemed strained. James followed him with his eyes as Peter turned and headed back to the table, his expression still dubious. He absently took a sip of his butterbeer. Finally satisfied that no one else was there, he turned his attention back to Lily. Sirius's head popped out from underneath the table. He sat down next to Remus and stared eagerly at James, cackling.
"To tell the truth, you always seemed like a bit of a jerk," said Lily. "Are you all right?" she asked in a concerned voice. James was avidly itching his arms and looking extremely uncomfortable.
"Oh, yes," said James in a tense voice. "Fine!" Lily's eyes widened as large antlers suddenly sprouted from James's head.
"What?" asked James. Lily, whose mouth was hanging open, made no reply. James's hand flew to his head, and incidentally, his new set of antlers.
"SIRIUS!!" roared James, standing up so fast he knocked over his chair. He looked wildly around. Sirius had apparently given up on stealth mode; he was now rolling on the floor, laughing uproariously. James spotted him and lunged at him.
"You—ruined—my—date—" he howled, wrapping his hands around Sirius's neck, attempting to strangle him.
"That's enough!" cried Madame Rosmerta, attempting to pry James and Sirius apart through her own fits of laughter. "This is not a dueling club! Stop it this instant you two!" Lily leapt up and helped pull James to his feet.
"Why don't we walk down to Honeydukes?" she cooed in James's ear. "Here—let me—" She waved her wand, causing James's head to return to normal. She led him out of the Three Broomsticks.
"That was rather funny, you know..." she said, as James's eyes bugged out in fury.
"You—out!" said Madame Rosmerta, dragging Sirius out of the bar by his ear. Peter and Remus tagged along behind their fallen comrade, grinning apologetically.
They were still in the Three Broomsticks. Small groups of students and parents were sitting together, talking and laughing. The Marauders and Lily were sharing a table in the center of the room. James and Lily were holding hands underneath the table.
"I can't believe we're out of school already," said Lily, shaking her head.
"It did go awfully fast," agreed Lupin.
"Fast?" said Sirius incredulously. "It took ages! All that homework..."
"Padfoot, you haven't done a bit of homework in your life," pointed out James.
"I did some of it! I remember it quite well; it was bloody awful. Anyway, so what?" said Sirius dramatically. "Neither did you."
"It's not as though it mattered anyway," said Remus. "You've already gotten a job offer from Gringotts."
"I don't want to be a curse breaker, that's boring," complained Sirius, wrinkling his nose. "I want to tame dragons!" Harry found it rather hard to imagine any of them having jobs, especially Sirius.
"Did my parents have jobs?" Harry began eagerly pelting Lupin with questions. "What did they do? Was my father an Auror?"
"No," said Lupin. "Things got very bad very fast. No one our age had much time to pursue a career too seriously. "
Sirius glanced at his pocket watch for a third time.
"In a hurry, Padfoot?" inquired James, smirking.
"No," replied Sirius happily. "I'm expecting a delivery in a few minutes."
"A delivery of what?" asked Peter.
"A graduation present!" answered Sirius, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
"Who would get you a graduation present?" asked James. "No offense." Suddenly there was a loud roaring outside the windows. A few people winced at the noise. Sirius stood up and dashed out of the door, grinning ecstatically. His friends followed behind him, looking apprehensive.
"I got it for myself, of course!" said Sirius gleefully. He made a grand gesture towards a huge shining metallic contraption. The machine was still emitting deafening roars.
"Sirius Black?" called the delivery man as he climbed down off the seat of the motorcycle. "Sign here." Sirius quickly accepted the clipboard and scribbled his name on it. The delivery man Dissapparated with a loud pop!
"What the bleeding hell is that thing?" demanded James, staring at him in awe.
"It's a motorcycle!" said Sirius proudly, running his hand over the leather seat.
"A motor-what?" said Peter, throwing a fearful glance at the motorcycle, as though it might spring to life and attack him at any moment.
"A motorcycle," supplied Lily. "My cousin has one."
"It's awfully big, isn't it?" said Remus, staring at it.
"It flies!" exclaimed Sirius, ignoring Remus's observation. He ran his hands along the motorcycle lovingly. "Who wants a ride?" His friends backed a few feet away.
"Lily wants a ride," said James.
"WHAT?" yelled Lily. "Er—NO—that's alright."
"Why not, sweetie?" asked James innocently. "You don't mind riding my broomstick."
"Great!" said Sirius. He and James scooped up Lily and sat her down on the motorcycle. "Ready?"
"No!" protested Lily.
"Off we go!" shouted Sirius. The motorcycle roared and soared off into the sky.
"EEEAAARRRGGGHHH!" shrieked Lily. "James Potter! I'm going to kill you!"
"That motorcycle is sitting in the cellar, you know," said Adult Lupin, grinning.
"Maybe I'll ride it," said Harry thoughtfully. "It can't be that different from a broomstick, can it?"
Lily emitted a few more shrieks as Sirius flew in a huge upside down loop.
AN: Next: the first meeting of the Order of the Phoenix. Yay...
PS: Living in Oblivion by LaxGoalie! Please R&R
Harry and adult Lupin followed Sirius, Remus, and Peter as they inched along the back wall of the Three Broomsticks. Sirius was staring intently through the large, noisy crowd at a young couple across the room. Harry could just make out a young boy with a head of messy black hair and a young girl with a head of shimmering red hair sitting at a table together.
"Why are we doing this again?" whispered Remus. He ducked a large tray laden with colorful drinks as a waitress bustled past him.
"We're helping our friend have a good time on his date," responded Sirius, bobbing his head up and down in an attempt to get a better view of his targets.
"Then why did you tell me to bring itching powder?" asked Peter. "Ow!" He had smacked his head on the underside of one of the tables. Sirius clapped his hand over Peter's mouth.
"This mission requires absolute stealth!" scolded Sirius. The three of them slid into a table not far from James and Lily and peered carefully over their menus. Remus was peering from over the top of a rather thick looking text,
"Are you sure this isn't about the map?" inquired Remus, throwing Sirius a wary glance.
"He turned me in, I want revenge!" said Sirius in a shrill tone. They all quickly ducked their heads down as James looked around suspiciously.
Harry looked at Lupin expectantly.
"James and Lily were patrolling the halls. They happened to run into Sirius, who was sneaking around doing Merlin-knows-what (probably sneaking off to the Ravenclaw girl's dormitories)," explained Lupin. "Then, if I remember correctly, Filch caught him. James tried to win Lily over by turning Sirius in. Filch confiscated the Marauder's Map." Harry nodded, inching closer to his parents. A waitress set down two butterbeers on the table but stalked off quickly, muttering, as the sound of breaking glass came from the kitchens.
"Thanks—," said Lily, as the waitress departed. She leaned over and took a sip of her drink. A few strands of fiery red hair fell in front of her face. James was staring at her, fingering the shiny "Head Boy" badge on his chest.
"So," began Lily, ending the lull in conversation. "Do you think you're going to keep playing Quidditch after school?"
"No, I don't think so. I want to become an Auror," answered James earnestly. Harry felt a familiar twinge of pain. "What about you?"
"Oh, well—I did want to be a Healer, but—with all the things that have been happening lately I just—feel like I should be doing something more, you know?" said Lily thoughtfully. James nodded in agreement. Harry had a sinking feeling he knew exactly what "things" his mother was referring to. He caught a snippet of the conversation at the table behind him and wandered back to the table the rest of the Marauders were sitting at. Lupin was kneeling next to James and Lily, deeply absorbed in their conversation. He had an oddly pained look on his face.
"You distract them," instructed Sirius. "Wormtail, you douse their robes with itching powder."
"This is ridiculous," muttered Remus, clapping his hand to his forehead. "I'm not distracting them. You distract them if it's so important to you."
"But if I go, they'll no something's up! They trust you," Sirius said adamantly.
"They trust me because I'm not likely to distract them while Peter douses them with itching powder," said Remus, frowning.
"We're only dousing James!" said Sirius, as if that was any better. Remus sighed, burying his face in his book.
"Fine," he said in an exasperated tone. "Do whatever you want."
Sirius smiled in appreciation. "Wormtail, you distract them."
Peter nodded. Looking rather nervous, he sidled up to James and Lily and stood next to adult Lupin.
"James! Lily!" said Peter jovially. "Fancy meeting you here!"
"Hello, Peter," said Lily in a cheerful voice, her green eyes sparkling with warmth.
"Wormtail," said James, tipping his head slightly. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, just stopping in for a drink," replied Peter. He gestured towards Remus, who lifted his gaze from his book and gave a small wave of his hand.
Sirius was crouching so low he was practically crawling along the floor. Harry watched a hand shoot up next to James's elbow and pour several handfuls of what looked like different colored sand into James's mug.
"Well, enjoy your date," said Peter. Though he was smiling, his voice seemed strained. James followed him with his eyes as Peter turned and headed back to the table, his expression still dubious. He absently took a sip of his butterbeer. Finally satisfied that no one else was there, he turned his attention back to Lily. Sirius's head popped out from underneath the table. He sat down next to Remus and stared eagerly at James, cackling.
"To tell the truth, you always seemed like a bit of a jerk," said Lily. "Are you all right?" she asked in a concerned voice. James was avidly itching his arms and looking extremely uncomfortable.
"Oh, yes," said James in a tense voice. "Fine!" Lily's eyes widened as large antlers suddenly sprouted from James's head.
"What?" asked James. Lily, whose mouth was hanging open, made no reply. James's hand flew to his head, and incidentally, his new set of antlers.
"SIRIUS!!" roared James, standing up so fast he knocked over his chair. He looked wildly around. Sirius had apparently given up on stealth mode; he was now rolling on the floor, laughing uproariously. James spotted him and lunged at him.
"You—ruined—my—date—" he howled, wrapping his hands around Sirius's neck, attempting to strangle him.
"That's enough!" cried Madame Rosmerta, attempting to pry James and Sirius apart through her own fits of laughter. "This is not a dueling club! Stop it this instant you two!" Lily leapt up and helped pull James to his feet.
"Why don't we walk down to Honeydukes?" she cooed in James's ear. "Here—let me—" She waved her wand, causing James's head to return to normal. She led him out of the Three Broomsticks.
"That was rather funny, you know..." she said, as James's eyes bugged out in fury.
"You—out!" said Madame Rosmerta, dragging Sirius out of the bar by his ear. Peter and Remus tagged along behind their fallen comrade, grinning apologetically.
They were still in the Three Broomsticks. Small groups of students and parents were sitting together, talking and laughing. The Marauders and Lily were sharing a table in the center of the room. James and Lily were holding hands underneath the table.
"I can't believe we're out of school already," said Lily, shaking her head.
"It did go awfully fast," agreed Lupin.
"Fast?" said Sirius incredulously. "It took ages! All that homework..."
"Padfoot, you haven't done a bit of homework in your life," pointed out James.
"I did some of it! I remember it quite well; it was bloody awful. Anyway, so what?" said Sirius dramatically. "Neither did you."
"It's not as though it mattered anyway," said Remus. "You've already gotten a job offer from Gringotts."
"I don't want to be a curse breaker, that's boring," complained Sirius, wrinkling his nose. "I want to tame dragons!" Harry found it rather hard to imagine any of them having jobs, especially Sirius.
"Did my parents have jobs?" Harry began eagerly pelting Lupin with questions. "What did they do? Was my father an Auror?"
"No," said Lupin. "Things got very bad very fast. No one our age had much time to pursue a career too seriously. "
Sirius glanced at his pocket watch for a third time.
"In a hurry, Padfoot?" inquired James, smirking.
"No," replied Sirius happily. "I'm expecting a delivery in a few minutes."
"A delivery of what?" asked Peter.
"A graduation present!" answered Sirius, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
"Who would get you a graduation present?" asked James. "No offense." Suddenly there was a loud roaring outside the windows. A few people winced at the noise. Sirius stood up and dashed out of the door, grinning ecstatically. His friends followed behind him, looking apprehensive.
"I got it for myself, of course!" said Sirius gleefully. He made a grand gesture towards a huge shining metallic contraption. The machine was still emitting deafening roars.
"Sirius Black?" called the delivery man as he climbed down off the seat of the motorcycle. "Sign here." Sirius quickly accepted the clipboard and scribbled his name on it. The delivery man Dissapparated with a loud pop!
"What the bleeding hell is that thing?" demanded James, staring at him in awe.
"It's a motorcycle!" said Sirius proudly, running his hand over the leather seat.
"A motor-what?" said Peter, throwing a fearful glance at the motorcycle, as though it might spring to life and attack him at any moment.
"A motorcycle," supplied Lily. "My cousin has one."
"It's awfully big, isn't it?" said Remus, staring at it.
"It flies!" exclaimed Sirius, ignoring Remus's observation. He ran his hands along the motorcycle lovingly. "Who wants a ride?" His friends backed a few feet away.
"Lily wants a ride," said James.
"WHAT?" yelled Lily. "Er—NO—that's alright."
"Why not, sweetie?" asked James innocently. "You don't mind riding my broomstick."
"Great!" said Sirius. He and James scooped up Lily and sat her down on the motorcycle. "Ready?"
"No!" protested Lily.
"Off we go!" shouted Sirius. The motorcycle roared and soared off into the sky.
"EEEAAARRRGGGHHH!" shrieked Lily. "James Potter! I'm going to kill you!"
"That motorcycle is sitting in the cellar, you know," said Adult Lupin, grinning.
"Maybe I'll ride it," said Harry thoughtfully. "It can't be that different from a broomstick, can it?"
Lily emitted a few more shrieks as Sirius flew in a huge upside down loop.
AN: Next: the first meeting of the Order of the Phoenix. Yay...
PS: Living in Oblivion by LaxGoalie! Please R&R