Chapter 6
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State that your favorite band is The Killers
"WHY? WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME?" Everyone in the Great Hall turned and looked at 4 boys: James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.
"Calm down mate,"
"Yeah don't get your boxers in a twist,"
"I thought you didn't even like him,"
"Peter don't be so insensitive!" Remus admonished before saying,
"But seriously,"
"Yeah mate?"
"Oh shut up Sirius. As I was going to say before someone rudely interrupted me," He continued, glaring at Sirius.
"Well,"
"Don't even start. Anyways, what I was going to say is, Peter has a point. I thought you hated him.
"I do. It's the fact I have to go to his bloody funeral,"
"Ohhhhhhh," The other three marauders said at once.
"LIGHTBULB!" Sirius exclaimed, an evil glint in his eye, and pulled his three best friends into a huddle.
"So, this is what you're going to do…"
James really didn't know why he was here. He knew this was mean, but he really couldn't care less. The only thing that even remotely comforted him was that he was going to be able to cause a great deal of chaos and trouble. That and the fact the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin quidditch match was in a few weeks and he'd get the chance to kick some Slytherin butt.
"JAMES!" He heard his mom yell somewhere from inside the house, and he muttered darkly to himself as he walked inside.
"Probably wants me to try on some more bloody dress robes,"
Turns out she just needed help moving chairs. For a moment James felt slightly guilty, but then he remembered. He was missing Hogsmeade for the funeral of someone he didn't even like.
"Great. Just great," He started feeling sorry for himself, and then once again thought of what Sirius came up with. He grinned to him, plotting out the details in his mind. This was going to be one hell of a wedding.
"Now does anyone want to say a few words about the deceased?" The preacher asked. James waited till a couple people had gone up before he slowly made his way up to the podium.
"Um, I have something I would like to say," He could see his parents beaming, especially his mom. They knew how much James hated him, so they were quite proud that he got up to speak. He took a deep breath.
"My favorite band is 'The Killers'." He heard a few people gasp, and a few more giggling.
"JAMES POTTER COME BACK HERE!" He could hear his dad bellowing. He turned around, and saw his dad a bit behind him, hands on his knees and panting. James stopped for a moment and grinned at his dad before continuing to run. He didn't know how his parents would punish him, but it would be worth it. He took one last look before disappearing into the house.
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