Sorry this chapter took so long guys! I've been extremely busy with CST's and all. But here is chapter 4 which I worked on with Remy the Marauder!

Hope you enjoy!

Jamiethemarauder

Chapter 4

Class had just started when James and Sirius set off a dung bomb. The class started coughing and cursing at each other. Professor Silvius stormed into the large classroom waving his hands furiously in front of his face, attempting to get rid of the smell. I was tempted to laugh at the sight, but wisely chose not to. James and Sirius were roaring with laughter, Peter had joined in too. Now the three of them were walking towards me to sit down at the desks.

Professor Silvius was now at the front of the class and most of the dung bomb had subsided. He had an angry look on his face and was observing the classmates. His eyes lingered where we were sitting, I shifted in my chair uncomfortably.

"Well now that we've had our laugh, I suppose we can start on our lesson. But first," he looked over towards us again, "there will be an arranged seating for the rest of the year."

Everyone in the class groaned loudly.

James and Sirius swore loudly so that Professor Silvius could hear. They looked to me. "He can't possibly be serious," said James.

"He better not be," Sirius said angrily, slumping back in his chair with extreme exaggeration, "I'll beat his arse."

I saw James look at him and nod in agreement. I, too, was upset about it, but I was never one to express my feelings.

"You know as well as I that you wouldn't," I said to Sirius with a grin.

He shrugged indifferently.

"Alright everyone against the back wall, please," said Professor Silvius.

No one made a first move; however, Lily Evans got up and went to the back wall. I heard James mutter, "Little Miss Perfect."

Severus Snape moved towards the wall as well, and eventually everyone else had followed suit, me included. James and Sirius were the last ones in their seats but eventually got up after receiving a stern look from the professor.

"Alright Ms. Evans take the middle seat in the second row," Silvius said, pointing where she was to go.

He called the students one at a time until it was only James, Sirius, Peter, and me, left waiting to be seated.

"Okay now you four, Mr. Black you will go to the far right in the front row next to Ms. McKinnon."

Sirius rolled his eyes and stalked off, taking one last look at James, Peter, and me.

"Now Mr. Potter, you will be at the far left in the front row with Mr. Fenwick."

He opened his mouth with shock at being so far away from Sirius. I was shocked too, I could never recall a time when James and Sirius were so far away from each other during school. James started to protest until the professor interrupted him with another stern look. As James walked to his seat, he made a show of taking a long time to his seat.

With me, the professor was kinder in talking to me, "Mr. Lupin you can take your seat next to Ms. Evans."

I looked over at James and saw the reassuring smile on his face. I knew what this meant, he wanted to know more about her and I was step forward to achieving that. As I walking to my new seat, I heard the professor tell Peter to sit next to Edgar Bones.

As I sat next to Lily, she gave me a small glare but did not look at me again.

The rest of the class went by rather quickly, but James and Sirius often interrupted the lesson with rude comments. I also noticed Lily kept looking over at me. Every time I looked at her, she would turn away.

I was glad to get out of my seat as soon as class was over. James hurriedly got out of his seat and came over to me. He looked at me excitedly.

"What did she say Moony? What did she say?" James rushed out as Sirius and Peter joined us out of the class.

I grinned at my new nickname, but James seemed to take it as if it was something good about Lily.

"She didn't say anything to me James," I said gently.

His face fell. He stomped his foot suddenly, "Dammit!"

As James said it, Professor Silvius was coming out of the classroom, "Potter!"

"What?!"

"Watch your mouth! Five points from Gryffindor."

"Whatever," mumbled James.

"Wait….he can't see that far, professor, that's inhumanly impossible," said Sirius in a mocking tone.

I shook my head, Professor Silvius got even angrier.

"Fine make it ten points from Gryffindor."

He walked back into the classroom, as we headed for our next class.

The rest of the day passed in a blur and soon it was time for our detention. We walked to the Hospital Wing, leaving Peter alone in the Gryffindor Common Room. We met Madame Pomfrey at the front of the hospital doors. She smiled when she saw me, but it disappeared quickly when she saw Sirius and James. That tended to happen a lot.

"All right boys, I only have five bedpans for you to clean so after you are finished you can tidy up the rest of the wing. Is that understood?"

We all nodded in understanding. Madame Pomfrey handed us the sponges, gloves, and disinfectant. We set off to work.

James was the first to speak, "Ugh, why the hell do we even have bedpans?"

"They're Dumbly's he's old. He needs them," said Sirius with a laugh.

I laughed as well as I scrubbed the bedpan. An awful stench rose in the room and I gagged. I saw Sirius and James pretend to throw sponges soaked with bodily fluids at each other.

As soon as it had started, we were finished. I just had to open a window to let out the smell of urine that lingered in the room. Sirius and I proceeded to make the beds while James grabbed a broom and pretended that he was ridding it as he swept.

I asked the question that had been on my mind all day, "So…does Peter know?"

"Know what?" Sirius said as he pulled the last blanket over the top of the bed.

"You know…."

James became interested, "Oh…that you're a werewolf?"

I flinched at the word, "Yeah."

"Oh, yeah he does."

I hesitated, "Is he okay with it?"

I saw Sirius make a quick glance at James.

"Well we're okay with it, so he is too."

I did not like the vague answers they were giving me. So I tried to prod them for more information.

"He didn't say anything?"

"Well it is Peter; he doesn't really have opinions of his own. He tends to follow the crowd," said Sirius.

"We're the crowd," James sung loudly into the broom, raising his hand above his head.

We laughed at him, James then proceeded to play air guitar. James was always trying and succeeding to be funny.

I grinned as we continued to make the beds.

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