The next chapter is up! Sorry it took so long. Thank you to everyone who added my story to her/his favorites list.
Cassandra30- Neville saw Sirius's death, but I don't think he would have been paying attention to his particular duel, he'd want to watch one with people he knew like Remus and Moody.
Dimcairien- There will be a TON of pranking coming up!
The next morning was tough. Everyone was being very quiet and subdued as they got ready. The Marauders were still digesting all of the new information that they had received, and Neville was deep in thought about his parents again. Seamus was smart enough to stay silent and get out of their way.
"You ready to face Carrow?" Neville asked as the five of them walked down the staircase to The Great Hall. They had Muggle Studies right after breakfast.
"As ready as possible," Sirius shuddered. His parents were friends with the Carrow family, and if Amycus and Alecto were anything like their parents, this would be a long school year.
When the boys reached the Gryffindor table, Sirius immediately started shoving down large amounts of everything in sight. Neville and Seamus tried to grab things out of his reach, but James and Remus knew that it was a lost cause. When Sirius was hungry, he ate. A lot.
"Are you going to save any for us, mate?" James laughed as he took a seat next to Sirius. "You might just have to go on a diet if that's the way you're planning to eat every meal."
"Yeah," said Remus, sitting down on Sirius's other side. "You're making a bad impression on Neville and Seamus. They might think you're a pig."
"A handsome pig," said Sirius casually with a lopsided grin.
"But still a pig." Neville laughed along with the other boys. Harry's dad was really nice, and so were his friends. Of course, Neville knew that Remus would be kind. Remus was his favorite teacher. And Sirius was really funny and a lot like Ron. He just might get used to having these three around.
After breakfast, all of the Gryffindor seventh years went to Carrow's classroom. It looked normal to the naked eye, but Sirius knew that this was only to deceive them. He knew that they'd be getting a dose of the real Carrow momentarily. His prediction came true within minutes.
"Class," Carrow growled as she stomped into the room. "Welcome to Muggle Studies. Or as we should say, Garbage Studies, because Muggles are garbage. Don't you forget it. You're homework is to write a nine inch essay on how wizards are better off without Muggles in our lives. Well?" She glared down upon all of them. "Why aren't you working? Go!"
Everyone worked in silence for the next hour, even Sirius and James. Almost no one was doing the work; they were doodling or writing notes to their friends. Alecto was to busy staring at the wall to notice them.
"Hey," Neville muttered as the bell rang signaling the end of class. "How'd you three like to go to a bona fide Dumbledore's Army meeting tonight?"
"Sure," James muttered back, exchanging grins with Sirius and Remus. This was going to be good. And if they had anything to say about it, Snape wouldn't end up on top.