Sorry I haven't updated for a while; I've had school and loads of homework. To reconcile for that, I promise to update loads in the summer holidays (If I'll have a computer available, I still don't know where my parents will decide to take me this year).

To Arina-Peachy and Madmoonaas - Tank you, I try my best. P.S. Arina, I love your pic!

Chapter by Dominika with some stuff added by Ivy and edited, as always, by the amazing BROOKE!

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No matter how much I wish I did, I do not own harry potter or any characters/ Songs/ Poems etc. you might recognise.

The five marauders

Chapter 14

After Sirius made such clowns of us, we sat down for breakfast. As usual, I didn't eat much, but instead I read Remus' Daily Prophet. I usually hate reading newspapers, but ever since a while ago, disappearances and deaths became common. I have no idea of what is the cause of such tragedies, and neither does most of the wizarding world. Yet I still suspect that at the ministry, it is known who is behind these killings, and I would be an idiot if I didn't believe Dumbledore knows something about this. So I started reading the Daily Prophet as often as I could without buying my own copies, to look for information or any familiar names.

On a happier note, as we went to class, we noticed that Ravenclaw was now in the lead for the house cup, and Slytherin, who yesterday was in the lead with one hundred and forty points, was now at the bottom with zero. Many people thought it was just a mistake, after all, how could they lose 140 points in one night? Only the marauders and the four Slytherins knew… At the moment…

Transfiguration was Ok today. Better then that, in fact. I loved it! McGonagall actually smiled at me and the guys a few times. We really must have made her proud, and it did help that the five of us were top of her class.

But the lesson everyone was looking forward to was flying.

After transfiguration, we made our way to the Quidditch pitch, where a lady with short, spiky, grey hair with piercing yellow hawk-like eyes began the lesson.

She made us stand above the old school brooms and summon them by saying, "Up!"

Sirius, James and I managed on our first go, to the displeasure of the Slytherins.

As we stood there, we watched with amusement as Snape tried to summon his broom which didn't even flinch.

After a while, everyone, except Snape and Lily, managed to summon their brooms. Then we took our first flight. We all did as instructed, when she told us to kick off on her whistle, keep our brooms steady and rise, before leaning forwards slightly and landing.

Everyone succeeded to do the first part, but some people managed to slip off their brooms in the landing part.

"You are leaning forwards too much, and your balance is far from good," Professor Hooch told them, "Just watch how Miss White does it."

Everyone then turned to me. I smirked with pride at being chosen, kicked hard off the ground, rose about a meter high, and gently and gracefully landed.

"Perfect, Miss White. If you could just rise up into the air again, so I can point some things out to the students, and then land when I ask you to."

I did as before, but this time stayed in the air, while professor Hooch walked around me, pointing out things about what I was doing.

"She positioned herself exactly in the middle of the broom, giving her all the balance she needs. Also, you should never be nervous on a broom, they can almost sense it. I know these brooms aren't the best, but on a professional broom, the slightest tremble of a hand would throw you off your course. Miss White is sitting in the most comfortable position possible, which means she doesn't have to wiggle around on the broom, and her hands are in one place at all times. Now, if you could show us how to properly land," She said, and when I landed added, "What she did, was just basically give a little nudge on the front of the broom and leaned forwards slightly. She didn't make the broom fall all the way to the floor, like many of you did, but went down a safe distance where she could stand on the ground easily, high enough that she didn't have to bend her knees too much, yet low enough that she didn't struggle to get off."

Through the rest of the lesson, we were just practising rising up in the air and landing again, something I've mastered ages ago.

During our charms lesson, we were learning the 'Wingardium Leviosa' charm, which I mastered on my first go. Professor Flitwick was delighted, saying that I'm a true natural at this. He then asked me to help the students who were having problems, and so I spent the rest of the lesson helping Peter.

Then after break, which was quite calm today, we had History of Magic. Again, I fell asleep on Sirius' shoulder as soon as the lesson started.

After that, we had lunch, during which we started making random food fly around the great hall, smacking a few people in the faces (Everyone burst out laughing when a plum pie got stuck to professor Vector's -Arithmancy teacher- cheek).

This earned us, the five marauders who, thanks to me and Remus have mastered 'Wingardium Leviosa', detention tomorrow during lunch.

After that, we were able to go back to the common room, or do whatever we wanted, since our next lesson was Astronomy at midnight. The five of us decided to go exploring around the castle. We were walking around, talking to random portraits, talking to the ghosts and joking with peeves. At one point, we came across a portrait of a very young witch, around our age.

She wore a green knee-length dress and was sitting on a bench surrounded by trees and flowers. She had long blonde hair which she had in a plait, had purple, yes, purple eyes, and a mischievous smirk.

We talked to her for a minute, and when she found out that we're the troublemakers of Hogwarts, just like she was once, she decided to show us a few secret entrances and passages she found once upon a time.

"Behind this mirror is a passage that leads directly to a field in Hogsmeade!" She told us, excitedly when we were by a mirror on the fourth floor.

Sirius gently pushed the mirror, and sure enough, it hopped to the side, leaving a huge hole in the wall which led into a corridor.

We looked inside.

"Bloody hell!" Sirius yelled, and walked into the corridor, "This place is massive! It could hold at least all first-years!"

I agreed, and we left. I took out a little sketch of a map of Hogwarts I've made so I don't get lost as often, and I marked the mirror on it.

"Behind this portrait is a corridor which ends directly opposite the fat lady," She said another time, walking into the portrait of a man in a rocking chair.

"Really?" I asked. We were all the way by the astronomy tower, so this short cut would be quite highly useful to get to class early.

"Yup!"

I marked it on my map as well.

Our final destination was down the staircase I've seen the Hufflepuffs take after dinner. We stopped by a portrait of a gigantic fruit bowl.

"What's this place?" I asked the girl in the green dress.

She smiled at me, "Tickle the pear and you'll find out. I have to go. Bye."

With that she ran off.

We didn't know if she was joking or not, so we just shrugged, and James, who was the closest to the portrait, tickled the pear.

It giggled and the portrait opened like a door.

"Ladies first," James smirked at me.

I raised my eyebrow at him, and walked through the hole.

I took one look around and gasped. "So this is the kitchen," I thought.

The four boys followed me inside, and suddenly appeared a female house-elf in what looked like a black and white work uniform with the Hogwarts crest on the front. She had large black eyes and silvery hair, and many wrinkles, yet she looked quite pleasant for a house-elf.

"Welcome to the kitchens sirs and miss. What can Dixy or other elves get you?" She asked in a squeaky voice.

I smiled at her pleasantly, "I'm Jamie, Dixy. It's really nice to meet you. These are Remus, James, Peter and Sirius."

"Nice to meet you too miss, and you sirs," She said, with a bow, "What can Dixy do for you?"

"Well Dixy, firstly we would like it if you could call us by our first names. You don't have to refer to us as miss or sir, we're not that important," Remus replied.

"Oh but you are sir! You're wizards, and Dixy's just a house-elf!" She squeaked.

I smiled at her, "Please Dixy, maybe some people who come here might treat you like some kind of slave who's beneath them, but not us, refer to us by our names, or we'll call you Ms."

She smiled at me, it looked like not many people were ever nice to her.

"Thank you… Jamie. Would you like Dixy to get anything for you?"

"Um… Do you have ice cream?" I asked.

Straight away, four house-elves carrying a big tray with five small bowls of ice cream came.

"I love this place."

After we were finished with the ice cream, It was dinner time, during which the boys barely ate anything, and I ate nothing, since we were already fed.

And then the post came. The red envelope could be easily made out, as it headed our way, being carried by a handsome, brown eagle owl I straight away recognised.

"Hey Rory," I said as it landed in front of me, "Oh God," I added when I noticed what the red envelope was.

Sirius on the other hand, found it amusing.

"HAH! Your parents sent you a howler!" He laughed, loud enough to make the whole hall go silent and look at us.

I smirked when I saw it start to shake violently and smoke, "Lets see what they have to say this time."

I opened the letter, and the loud voice of my mum carried around the hall.

"JEMMIA SAM WHITE! IT'S ONLY BEEN LESS THEN TWO DAYS AND ALREADY YOU'RE IN TROUBLE! FIRST OF ALL, HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO DRINK SO MUCH COFFEE? IT'S HIGHLY UNHEALTHY FOR CHILDREN YOUR AGE! AND HOW COULD YOU BE ARGUING AND YELLING AT TEACHERS? THAT IS HIGHLY IMMATURE OF YOU! I REALLY THOUGHT, AND HOPED, YOU WERE JOKING WHEN YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING TO BECOME FRIENDS WITH PEEVES, BUT HOW COULD YOU REALLY DO IT? IT'S NOTHING TO BE PROUD OF! AND TO ACTUALLY SEND HIM TO DESTROY A CLASSROOM IN THE MIDDLE OF A LESSON JUST SO YOU COULD SNEAK IN WITHOUT BEING NOTICED WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN EXPELLED! AND I KNEW YOU WOULD TRY PRANKING AS SOON AS YOU'VE GOTTEN TO HOGWARTS, BUT TO STICK THE WHOLE OF SLYTHERIN IN THEIR PLACES? HOW STUPID! I BELIEVE MCGONNAGAL MUST HAVE BEEN ENRAGED, JUST AS I AM RIGHT NOW! A MONTH OF DETENTION IS NOTHING TO BE PROUD OF EITHER, ALTHOUGH IF IT WAS UP TO ME, IT WOULD HAVE BEEN SOMETHING MUCH, MUCH WORSE! AND HOW COULD YOU TAKE THE PIANO? I KNEW PUTTING THE EXTENTION CHARM ON YOUR SUITCASE WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA! IF I EVER HEAR AGAIN THAT YOU GOT ANYTHING OVER TWO WEEKS OF DETENTION, I WILL COME TO HOGWARTS PERSONALLY, AND DRAG YOU STRAIGHT BACK!"

With those final words, the letter burst into flames.

Everyone looked at me, and I was just sitting there, with a grin on my face and eyebrows high.

James then stood up, and exclaimed, "Ladies and Gentlemen, what you have just heard was the wonderful and charming mother of our great and amazing friend Jamie!"

Everyone started laughing.

I then felt my jumper being nibbled on, and turned to find another familiar owl (Rory was already gone) trying to get my attention.

"Hello Idiot!" I exclaimed quietly. No one heard me apart from the owl, since most of the hall was still laughing (Although I don't really find what was so funny about what James said).

I took the letter that Idiot was delivering, and he flew off.

This one was from my dad.

Dear Jemmia (He's the only one I don't get angry at for calling me this),

I tried to stop your mother from sending the howler you have most likely already heard. I'm writing to add a few things she didn't mention:

We are both very proud of you getting into Gryffindor, and very happy that you've managed to find friends, especially the girls. I hope that Sirius didn't get you two into trouble for gagging and carrying you. That Lily seems like a nice person, maybe you could invite her over for the summer holidays? If she can't come, how about the other girls or the boys?

But anyway, we'll talk about that later, summer's still far away.

Being friends with Peeves is, unlike your mother said, something to be proud about, since you must be the first ever person in the history of Hogwarts who has managed to do this. But I'm not very proud about you getting those detentions, but if I have to be honest, I didn't expect any less of you.

As for the sorting hat, no I've never ever heard of him laughing… Or showing any kind of emotions at all, I'll have a look in our library for it (Ravenclaws…).

I'm also quite sure that everyone who heard you, loved your singing. You have an amazing voice, and if you add your piano talent to it, many could say you're an amazing musician.

Congratulations, Dad.

I smiled, and hid the letter in my pocket.