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Fred and George couldn't stop laughing maniacally as they walked down the halls, watching people burst into song. It was one of those things that you didn't see very often. The Weasley twins, however, were not the type to exclude anyone from their pranks: dead, traitorous, werewolves, it was all the same to them. This would be why they could be found standing in front of the Mirror of Erised, that was specially charmed to show them what would happen if they were all together—they, meaning The Marauders.

Sirius: Sometimes I'm right
Sometimes I'm wrong
But he doesn't care
He'll string along
He loves me so
That funny stalker of mine

Sometimes I'm down
Sometimes I'm up
But he follows 'round
Like some droopy-eyed pup
He love me so
Waddling stalker of mine

James:

He ain't no sheik
That's no great physique
Merlin knows, he ain't got the smarts

"That's the understatement of the century!" they exclaimed simultaneously. They tended to do that, quite randomly. Neither was capable of explaining it, and, being the lazy pranksters that they are, they gave up trying about a week after they learned how to talk.

Sirius:

Oh, but look at that soul
I tell you, the whole
Is a whole lot greater than
The sum of his parts

And if you knew him like me
I know you'd agree
What if the world
Slandered my name?
Why, he'd be right there
Taking the blame

"Not quite!" George exclaimed. Fred snorted in response.

He stalks me so
And it all suits me fine
That funny, sunny, stalker
chubby of mine

Peter:
A man's got a right to protect his home
and all his friends, right?

Remus:
Of course, he has.

Peter:
Well, I came in from the garage, Remus, and I
see him coming through the window. With my
man Sirius there, sleepin'...like a druggie...

Sirius:
He stalks me so
That funny stalker of mine

Peter:
...a druggie!

I mean supposin', just supposin', he had Avada'd
him or somethin'...you know what I mean...
Avada'd?

Remus:
I know what you mean...

Peter:
...or somethin'. Think how terrible that would have been.
It's a good thing I came home from work on time, I'm tellin' ya that! I say I'm tellin' ya that!

Sirius:
He stalks me so
That funny stalker of mine

Remus:
Name of deceased... James Potter.

Peter:
James Potter. How could he be a burglar?
Sirius Black knows him! James Potter's married!

Sirius:
Lord knows he ain't got the smarts

Peter:
He lied to me. He told me he was a burglar!

Remus:
You mean he was dead when you got home?

Peter:
He had him covered with a sheet and he's givin'
me that cock and bull story about this burglar, and
I ought to say that I did it 'cause I was sure to get off.
Burglar, huh!

Sirius:
Now, he shot off his trap
I can't stand that sap
Look at him go
Rattin' on me
With just one more brain
What a half-wit he'd be

If they string me up
I'll know who
Brought the twine

Peter:
And I believed him!
That cheap wizard. So, he
was lying to me, huh?
Well, then, he can just
Swing for all I care.
Boy, I'm down at the garage,
Working my butt off fourteen
hours a day and he's up killin'
his god damn enemies and pranking.

This time he pushed me too far.
That little chiseler.
Boy, what I sap I was!

Sirius:
That scummy, crummy
Dummy chubby of mine!