Author's Notes: Sorry I haven't updated for a while. I've been extremely busy with work, which sucks. Once again a big thanks to everyone who's reviewed. You guys are the best! Anyway I'll stop wasting your time and let you get on with the story. Enjoy.
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On the other side of McGonagall's classroom
11th September 1977, five minutes and 36 seconds past two o'clock
Dearest Prongs,
I do believe that our beloved head of house has finally outdone herself.
I'm quite aware that you haven't the slightest clue to what I am referring too as you have been concentrating your attention on the back of Miss Evan's head insted of on your fellow marauders whom have all spent the last thirty five minutes and fifty four seconds trying to get your attention by waving frantically in the air, randomly calling out your name, and throwing things at you whenever our transfiguration professor turns her back.
So now that I have gained your undivided attention, and succesfully embarrased you, I'm going to tell you how our dear Professor McGonagall has shown that she honestly cares about us.
James, if you had been doing more constructive things with your time, rather than staring into the red waves that are connected to Lily's head, you would know by now that McGonagall has created invisible barriers between Mr Mooney, Mr Wormtail, you, and myself.
So how did I get my owl to you? Well once again I will comment on your lack of attention, because the owl didn't come from your right, where I am seated, but from your left, through the convinently placed hole in the wall.
You see while McGonagall has stopped all pranks for at least one lesson - we will have to discuss ways to get around these barriers over dinner tonight - she has not completely shut off our means of communication.
Now, as you have been ignoring your fellow Marauders you have missed out on half of the words that have been flying around the classroom. As a result of your lack of interest in us I have been asked to include two messages from Misters Moony and Wormtail. I do hope you learn something from these messages because your being extremely daft.
Your fellow Marauder
Mr S. Padfoot.
From Mr R. Moony:
James, I thought Sirius was supposed to be the pathetic one when it came to women. Have you not figured out yet that she does not like you staring at the back of head as though you can read her thoughts. Yes James, she knows your watching her - and it's driving her absolutely insane. You absolute prat. You, who has used windows when peering around corners, trying to avoid certain professors, should know better than anyone that windows have reflection showing abilities.
She can see you James, so stop "gazing lovingly" at her and pay more attention to your fellow Marauders, if not your professor. NEWTS are just around the corner, and how would you feel if Miss Evans just happened to beat you...
From Mr P. Wormtail:
James, can you please stop staring at Lily and save me! Malfoy is going to kill me! I mean, this is it, I'm going to die! Sirius just told me to stop worrying because he won't do anything in class, but I can't. Please James... SAVE ME!