30 Day Writing Prompt Challenge!

I've been having the absolute worse case of writers block I've ever had so I will be TRYING to post a chapter a day of a series of one shots from various books, TV shows, movies. Anything that will get me back into the feel of writing! Hopefully this will work because I am stuck! I apologize if they are awful!

Chapter One- Sirius Black

Maybe the Order of the Phoenix shouldn't have had rowdy teenagers fresh out of Hogwarts as their elite fighters. But they were brave and strong, that's what Dumbledore needed. But sometimes, the antics got old. The room had broken up from a meeting not long ago and many Order members had already left. Dumbledore was having a warm cup of tea with Minerva Mcgonagall, the Mauraders and Lily Potter were drinking wine. This wouldn't usually cause a problem but Sirius was tossing it back like shots. His cheeks were rosy and his youthful eyes full of mischief.

"Imma loo." Sirius boomed in a voice not fit for such a small room. The other 3 marauders burst out laughing while Sirius stumbled to his feet. Everything in his way getting kicked aside by feet as stable as a colt. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as the boy exited the room.

"Maybe one of us should go keep an eye on him?" Remus asked, staring at the closed door.

James gave a cheeky grin. "Oh no. I want to see what happens after he comes back."

Remus shrugged. "Alright, but if he falls in then you get to bathe him."

"Wouldn't be the first time. Remember third year, we snuck in…" James stopped as his eyes landed on the stern face of his old Head of House.

"What was that, Mr. Potter?" Professor Mcgonagall asked.

James cleared his throat as the others had a laugh at his expense. "Nothing illegal, I assure you, ma'am."

Minerva opened her mouth to reply but the door behind them opened with a bang. Peter Pettigrew yelped and jumped. Lily keeping him from falling out of his chair. Then there was Sirius in all his glory. His legs bare, and shaking as he stumbled forward. His modesty barely covered by the shirt hanging off his broad yet lanky frame. A new bottle of wine clutched tight in his calloused hand. James was howling with laughter, unable to catch his breath. Remus was rushing to his friend's aid. Lily had her hand over her eyes, blushing as red as her flaming hair. Dumbledore mumbled an, "Oh dear." Mcgonagall was unfazed, sighing in annoyance.

"D' we need more wine?" Sirius slurred.

Remus snatched the bottle from Sirius' flailing hand. "No. I need wine. You need to put your pants back on." Remus scolded.

"But life is so freeing without them. Everything just… flows." Sirius whined, shaking his hips unsteadily.

"Pants. On. Now." Professor Mcgonagall snapped, Sirius looking at his Head of House in horror.

"Yes, Po'fesser." He gasped, frantically moving to heed Mcgonagall's command, smashing into the door frame as he went. James turned his tear stained face to his Professor.

"Wow! He never usually listens to us like that. We need to bring you along more often!"