"You're late."
"Yes, Thank you Sirius! I kind of know that." Barty panted, hands on knees, "You try running it from somewhere in the bloody forest."
"And what were you doing in the Forest, Barty?" Sirius asked, knowing smirk threatening to spread across his face.
"Remus. Can't you... I Dinnae, put him on a lead or in a kennel, or... something?" Barty huffed, picking up his guitar, "What are we doing?"
"Explain who the singer is again." James laughed, moving the drum kit to Remus' orders. Barty rolled his eyes.
"How about 'Grease Lightning'?" Sirius asked hopfully, earning him four humorus looks (Lily, Hermione, Barty and Remus) and two "what the hell is that?" looks (James and Peter), "From the movie Grease! It came out last year. How about it?"
"You got the song on Record?" Barty questioned.
"No, but I know someone who does!" Sirius bolted for the door yelling, "I'll be back in a minute! Someone get something to play it on."
Five minutes later, The Maruaders (as they had called the band), Lily, Harry and Hermione were all sitting listening to John Travolta's 'Greased Lightning'. Hermione came up with the idea for when the clapping comes in, that it could be girls walking in from both sides of the stage (but they would ask Dumbledore for actual dancers that they'd pay afterwards, not wanting to have a riot going off in school for who wanted and who could dance on stage with The Maruaders). Said girls (Including Hermione and Lily, after alot of discussions and arguments) would come in and hang themselves over the boys (Including Remus, much to Sirius' hate. Remus had fought back with "You're going to have the girls too. Plus all they can really do is hang on my shoulders. I'm sitting by a drum kit.").
"Can you sing that low, Barty?" Remus asked.
"Yeah. No problem." Barty answered, "So, costume wise?"
"Right. It's this point where I refuse to go by the movie costumes." Sirius replied, crossing his arms.
"Why? What are they?" Peter asked, "The Costumes that is."
"There's the main guy who's dressed in tight fitting black jeans, tight black short sleaved T-shirt and a waist lengthed Leather Jacket. His hairs greased up at the front and combed back... which we could do to you Barty-"
"Oh joy, my hair's getting killed."
"-But the rest are wearing the grey, silver mechanic suits. I say we do it in white T-shirts and jeans instead."
"That we can do." Hermione answered, "One I doubt any of you's have the jump suits and two, you'll look better. Tight fitting stuff mind."
"What else!" Sirius answered with a smirk, earning a smack from Remus, "It'll be for you and I don't think I own any unfitting jeans... well, one, no, two pairs." Remus rolled his eyes and moved into Sirius, to cuddle up on his shoulder.
"Is that all?" Harry asked.
When everyone nodded Lily thought of something, "Girl's costumes!"
"Tight Black Everything." Sirius answer amidietlly.
"No, really Sirius."
"It's true!"
"It is Lily." Hermione added, putting a stop o the oncoming argument.
"Oh, well then." Lily replied, "Sorry Sirius. I'm going to go sort these dancers and costumes, and a date for the song."
"Nothing below 3 months Lily!" Barty yelled after her, "I want to practice with the dancers before hand."
"Fine. Now you,"Sirius said, grabbing onto one of Barty's arms with James while Remus and Harry grabbed the other, "We're gonna play with you."
"What?" Barty yelled, kicking out his legs, trying anything and everything to get away from his friends, "No! Come On! I'll Do it another time!"
"You've said that for two months now Barty." James said, standing on one of Barty's feet.
"No more free time Bart." Harry laughed.
Barty looked at Harry with widened eyes, "They got you too, didn't they?"
"Yeah." Harry replied, "Not one of my best life time expiriences, but still."
"Let's move out." Sirius said and they all moved forward, dragging a reluctent Barty with them, "Pete, clear the path."
"Yes, Sir!" Peter mock siluted Sirius and ran ahead of them.
Remus looked back to see Hermione looking at them with a confussed look.
"Don't ask. It's better if you don't." and with that, the four dragged Barty out, who had just given up all the fight.