Author's Note: Hi! So chapter two is up. I like this story so I'm probably going to be adding chapters very often. Anyways, I want to thank my reviews, TheMOE, and Vicis est Eternus (by the way, what language is that???) for reading the story! Also, some clarifications, Paisley is my own random made up character, and although Peter is technically a marauder, I do hate him, so he will serve only as comic relief and as someone to blame when things go wrong and make fun of when I get writers block. Sorry if anyone actually likes him...

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Chapter 2

6th Year Gryffindor and 6th Year Ravenclaw Transfiguration Class- 11:30pm, September 2nd

Peter Pettigrew lay slumped over him desk with his head in a messy pile of parchment. He looked sickly white, and was moaning loudly.

"I feel so sick!"

James laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "That is what we more experienced drinkers call a hangover young apprentice!"

Peter lurched forward and clutched him hand to him mouth.

"Oi! Wormtail, direct puke away from your more attractive friends!" Sirius smacked Peter. "Here, Moony, switch spots with me!" he stood up sharply.

Remus looked at him in disbelief. "Jackass! Wormtail, hurl on Sirius!"

"No, It's okay. I'm okay. Ugh, but why are you guys talking so loud?"

"Shut up Peter!" James messed up him jet-black hair with his right hand. "I'm just as sick as you are, but you don't hear me moaning like a girl. Sirius, how are you not hung-over?"

Sirius looked down on the rest of the marauders with an obnoxious sense of superiority. "Because, I, dear Prongs, having drunk much more than your feeble tolerance allowed for, have not reached that awful stage yet! Hey, is it just me or is Paisley Divens looking foxier than ever? I'm going to go see how her summer was!" he raised his eyebrows suggestively and ran off.

"You're still drunk mate!" Remus called after him. A plump Ravenclaw girl sitting in from of the marauders turned around to look sternly at Remus. She was very short, had greasy blonde hair, and dull, gray eyes. She was also a prefect.

"Ha," Remus laughed nervously. "Just kidding Hilda! I'm a prefect too you know,"

She didn't quite look like she believed him.

Remus awkwardly smiled at her. "I mean, come on! He would have had to be drinking until like, what six in the morning to still be buzzed, right? That's impossible! Love the new glasses by the way!"

She squinted her eyes suspiciously, but seemed to believe him, and turned back toward the front of the class.

Remus sighed, and nudged James. "Prongs, we have officially reached a level of alcoholism that prefects don't even believe if possible. This is a glorious day in marauder history!"

But James wasn't listening. He was looking over to where Sirius had run. He was leaning against the wall near the door to the classroom, flirting shamelessly with Paisley Divens. She was flirting back, obviously, but you could tell neither of them were really serious about it.

Next to Paisley was Lily Evans, looking more stunning and goddess-like than ever. She was chatting with a tall redhead.

"Earth to James! You alright mate?"

"Moony, look at her!"

"Okay, I can almost see your point. So are you going to go ask her out or what?"

James looked different than he usually did when thinking about Lily. He almost looked sad.

"No, I don't think I'm going to. I just, you know, I asked her out so much last year and she never said yes, and she looks so hot, I don't really think I can deal with rejection right now,"

"Mate, you are hopeless!"

"Guys, I really don't feel so great!" croaked Peter.

"Shut up!"

"Pst, Pais! Okay, do you think I should go over and talk to him now?" Lily pulled her shameless friend away from an obviously wasted Sirius.

Paisley discreetly looked over at James. He looked awesome. His dark hair was messed up, looking just like he'd gotten off a broomstick. His shirt was un-tucked, giving him that casual, sexy, just rolled out of bed look. He was looking over toward them with his piercing eyes. She felt herself lose confidence, as she always did when he was near, but quickly composed herself before her friend could figure out what she was thinking.

"Um, no, definitely not," she replied in her all-knowing big sister voice. "He definitely has to make the first move. You need to act aloof!"

Lily nodded slightly, and then looked away from James, and started talking with a girl to her left.

"Hey, so, uh, Divens, got plans for Friday yet?" Sirius asked.

She laughed, casting James a side-glance.

"What do you have in mind Black?" She gave him her sultriest look.

"You, me, a bottle of vodka, and a bubble bath in the prefects bathroom on the second floor!" he winked.

"If you want to get that close you got to buy me dinner first!"

"Doesn't that make you a whore?" he joked.

"Doesn't giving it away for free make me a tramp?" she laughed. "I've got a better idea, let's make a pool party of it instead. I'll bring a couple friends, you bring a couple of yours!" she looked over at James again.

"Okay, cool! I'll tell the guys!"

At this point Professor McGonogal walked in the classroom, silencing all conversation and ushering the students to their seats. When she got up to the front of the classroom, she started writing on the board, and the students started taking notes.

About halfway through the lesson, there was a shout from the back of the room. It appeared that Peter Pettigrew had vomited on Sirius Black. Strangely enough, when asked what was going on, all four marauders responded in unison that their friend Peter was pregnant and experiencing morning sickness.

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Another Author's Note: So what did you think? please read and review!!!