A/N: Sorry for taking so long with this chapter. I know it's short, but I kinda couldn't think of anything esle. So, I hope you enjoy

Chapter Eight

James and Sirius slowly got the broom hovering off the ground. Remus looked a them as if they were crazy. James leaned foward and the broom left the changing room. Into the air they went. James heard that Emily had the quaffle. He flew up next to her and she nearly fell off her broom when she saw them. James somehow got the quaffle before she dropped it and took off.

"And that's- that's a baby with the quaffle," said the announcer, "what is a baby doing the on the field. Where did he learn to fly?"

The Slytherin players had froze to look to them in shock. James managed to score, without falling off his broom. Remus had crawled out of the tent and just sat in the grass, watching the game. The Slyterhin players were too shocked and didn't know what to do about babies playing. Sirius had managed to actually his a bludger, but he dropped his beaters bat. He held onto the broom for dear life. Emily and the other chaser made sure that they kept the Slytherin's away from them.

Everything seemed to be going fine, until James fell off the broom. People started to scream and shout for someone to help. Emily looked down and knew she wouldn't get to him in time, but oddly Lily was down there and she caught him. The Gryfindors cheered. Sirius took the broom to the ground. Lily sat James down, before laying down in the grass and falling back to sleep.

"Lily," James whispered, poking her face.

James heard the whistle blow, which meant the game was over. To his dislike, the Slytherin's had won. Emily landed next to Lily and looked down at her. She rolled her eyes, before picking up James and Sirius. She took them back over to the tent and put them next to Remus. Snape walked over to them and handed Emily a piece of parchment. She opened it to see a spell.

"Thank you," Emily muttered.

"Don't forget about what you promised me," Snape said with an evil grin before walking off.

Emily turned around to the boys. She looked at them and noticed that for some reason Sirius and James had taken off their baby clothes and were just down to their diapers. Remus had been watching them and shaking his head. Emily rolled her eyes and muttered the spell, not even looking at them. She heard laughter, so she looked at them before rolling around in laughter too. Sirius and James were back to normal, but stil had on their diapers. Remus was stil shaking his head, he had been smart enough to leave on his clothes. Sirius and James looked at each other before running back to the castle.

Emily shook her head, before her and Remus walked back to the castle. No one seemed to remember that Lily was stil asleep in the grass. When Remus and Emily got to the dorm room, she saw James and Sirius had put on their normal clothes. Remus went and grabbed his own clothes. He left the room to go take a shower and change.

"I'm glad Snape gave you the spell," James said, laying down in his bed.

"Ya, I know and he only asked for one thing," Emily said.

"Let me guess," James said, "he wants me to stop teasing him."

"Nope," Emily said, "one date from Lily, and I agreed to that."

"No," James said, quickly jumping off his bed.

"Too late, already agreed," Emily quickly left the room before James could say anything else.

Sirius had watched James to see if he would do anything, but he just laid back down.

"I'm sure one day won't change anything," James said, staring at the ceiling.

Remus had come back to the dorm room and laid down on his bed. Sirius laid down in his bed.

"Ya," Sirius said after a good ten minutes of silence, "I'm sure one date ain't going to hurt."

Remus looked at both of them with a confused look, before saying, "what are you talking about?"

"Lily's date with Snape," Sirius said

Remus just nodded his head, though he stil felt like he had missed something.

"You know," Sirius said, turning off his light, "I feel like we forgot something."

Soon the three of them were asleep. No one seemed to notice Peter stil as a baby under his bed.