Chapter 3: Halloween at Hogwarts part 1

"Evans! Hey! HEY EVANS!" James cried down the hallway after her. She was heading upstairs to get her books for class. Lily whipped around

"Huh? Oh, its you." She stopped walking. He ran up to her. Placing his arms on his knees, he bent his head over trying to catch his breath.

"Can I borrow…." He spoke to his legs.

"Spit it out." She said sassily.

"Me…borrow… your skirt?" he asked finally catching his bearings.

"You want to borrow my skirt?"

"Yeah. Can I?" he questioned again.

"Why? I don't want to know…well, I do. Why?" she asked.

"You're freaking out Evans" he couldn't resist. She held back a chuckle.

"Alright, it'll match your thong." She cracked.

He followed her to the common room.

"Wait here. I'll be right back." She told him. She went up the steps, which didn't turn into a slide for her, and immerged back holding a silver knee length skirt with gold trim.

"Good." James called up to her. Lily wanted to know really badly what he was using the skirt for.

"Do you have a sudden urge to cross dress?" she joked, glaring down at him, an eyebrow rose questioningly.

"Naw. I'm going to peel your DNA off it and clone you." She took a warning intake of breath. "Kidding, kidding." He assured her.

"Can I trust you? Oh, please! Look at who I am talking about!" she spoke. James cocked his head to the left and tried to look innocent, by giving the puppy dog eyes.

"Aw, Evan! I promise I not to rip it. Okay? Pwwwwwease?" he gawked at her.

She threw the skirt down to him, and he caught it. He nodded thanks and trotted the opposite staircase to his dorm. Neatly, he tossed the skirt on the bed, and than went over to the pile of dirty clothes Sirius kept in the corner. James knew he would be able to find at least five or six girls shirts over there, because frankly, Black got down and dirty with them and their clothes happened to just POP off sometimes, or most of the time rather.

Once he found a tight gray shirt he was satisfied with he laid it next to the skirt.

" Right then." He told himself as he looked down on the outfit. He wished Evans would wear it, only if the skirt was a bit shorter.

" What are you going to be?" Sirius asked Remus.

"I don't know, something scary though." He replied. James flinched. They were lying in bed, lights off and were talking about the up coming dance. Peter broke the silent room.

" I going to write my folks and ask them to buy me a costume. I know what I want to be, but I'm not telling you." The three friends rolled their eyes. Truthfully, they didn't care, nor want to know.

" I'm going to dance with her." James told them. The boy knew he meant Lily, and laughed at him.

"Sure!" they cried.

"No really, I am." He demanded, " She's going to dance with me!" he insisted. Once again eyes were rolled.

Not to long after Sirius snores appeared to drown the room. It didn't bother the others, they were immune to, and it was their cue for them to sleep.

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Class and days came and went. Finally, the eve of the dance approached them. Students were gitty with excitement, and flustered with last minute costume changes.

The Marauders agreed upon surprising each other, and letting them keep what they're being to themselves.

Gyrffndors trying to warm themselves up surrounded the fire in the common room. It was fringed outside, and their last was Herbolgy.

"Gosh," Lily spoke to Eden, rubbing her hands together. " It's sure cold today; fancy a butterbeer."

James overheard her, although he didn't keep butterbeers in his back pocket, he knew the next best thing. He took his arms and placed them around her waist and bear-hugged her. "I'll be your jacket," he whispered in her ear. Any sane woman on the face of the earth would've just fainted. Any sane woman but of course not Lily.

She yelled at him, "HOW DARE YOU! GET …GET…OFF ME!" She had to admit he was warm, and she was comfortable, but still! She tried to wiggle herself out of his grasp, but James grabbed her wrists and twisted her around so they were face to face.

"Please go to the dance with me?" She raised an eyebrow so he went on. "Please, it'll mean a lot. Just this once?" He knew he had hit gold when he said that last bit.

She glared at him and asked, "Does that require me to dance with you?"

"I was hoping," he sighed.

"Then no."

"Fine," he said upset. She was still close enough to feel her body heat. He slouched down his head and kissed her.

"OH MY GOSH!" Lily flipped. In an outrage, she kicked, screamed, and punched him till he finally let her go. It was worth it though. he thought.

Upset, that once again she turned him down, he went upstairs to his dorm. Remus was on his bed reading. "Just do it," James told him.

"Do what?" questioned Remus looking up from his book. James pulled down his pants, Remus yelled "NO WAY! I DON'T ROLL THAT WAY! ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU'RE WEARING DENTAL FLOSS!"

"No you git, I meant get the scissors,"

"You have very strange sex toys!" Remus announced and ran out of the room. Sirius strolled in.

"Whoa! Pull your trousers up!" he told James. "No one wants to see that…or do they?"

"Eurgh! Just get the scissors and cut this thing off of me!" said James.

"What, oh, the thong? Okay." He walked over and grabbed the scissors off the desk. "Bend over," he instructed. James did as told.

"I never dreamed it would come to this." Sirius slapped his arse. "Ouch."

"James, question. Why didn't you just do this as soon as it stuck to you?"

"I was nervous to lose my manly hood if you get my gist."

"Right," Sirius said shaking his head as if he knew what the feeling was like.

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"It's here! Yahoo! Finally!" cried Peter as his owl, Rai, flew in the room with a package. "Finally my costume's here!" He danced around the room like a lunatic (A/N like he is.)

"Keep your head on," James yelled at him over his shoulder. Sirius beckoned the Marauders over to the window.

"What?" Remus asked.

Black said nothing, just stared. They watched as a golden baby unicorn edged its way to the front of the forbidden forest. "Are you crying?" James asked Padfoot who just sniffed.

"It's…just…so…so…beautiful! I've never… felt…so…alive." James grabbed his shoulder and steered him away.

"Sirius come back to me!" he yelled in his ear, while shaking him back and forth. "I'm going in. Sputey" he cried. The sudden spell threw Sirius off balance. He flew against the wall and sank down to the floor like a cartoon character. "I think that knocked some sense into him…hopefully." They all laughed except Sirius who was, of course, unconscious. "Shall we?" James asked.

"We shall," chanted Remus and Peter in unison.

"Liton!"

"Rodit!"

"Polkis!"

They yelled and separate spells shot out of their wands. Sirius Black was now supporting a Mohawk with rainbow spikes, shaved legs, and red fingernails.

"Posha!" spoke Peter laughing.