Hello. Long time no see. I'm sorry about the long wait, I honestly, truly am. I'm back though, and that's what matters, right? To make up for my absence I have two chapters for you all, each with actual plot and requests from reviewers.
Big thanks to gingerdream for giving me a swift kick in the rear. (Not literally, but you get my point)
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The Marauders were in the middle of an intense argument when the post arrived.
"I'm telling you Prongs, the Chudley Cannons are going to pull it off this year!" Sirius Black insisted to his best friend as he piled eggs onto his plate.
"Pads, they're at the bottom of the league! What makes you think they'll pull through now?" James Potter asked, exasperated.
"I just know it," he replied stubbornly.
"Like you knew that the potion yesterday was supposed to be neon pink?" Remus Lupin asked, grinning.
Sirius glared.
"That was different Moony."
"Uh-huh. Sure."
Before Sirius could give him a scathing reply, an owl landed right in the middle of the four.
They stared at it, none were expecting mail.
The owl grew impatient and began to hop on Peter's hand.
He took the letter, the owl drinking a bit of his juice and then flying off.
"Well, what does it say Wormtail?" Remus asked, curious.
"It's addressed to us. There's no wax seal."
"Strange," Sirius said through a mouthful of bacon.
Remus glared at him and then took the letter from Peter.
"Let's see what it says then."
He quickly scanned the letter, an eyebrow rising as he went.
"Come on Moony, read it out, we're clueless here!" James whined. Remus rolled his eyes and then began to read the letter out loud,
"'Marauders, our groups have a common interest. That is, if our Ravenclaw is right.'
The handwriting changes here, guys.
'Of course I'm right you prat, this has been agreed on!'
Now it changes back.
'Shut it Ravenclaw! Pardon the interruption. Anyways, we have a common interest, amusing the students and teachers of Hogwarts. We propose a joint effort between our organizations, The Four Houses and the Marauders.'
Now it changes again.
'What this means is, we're asking you to join us in a performance. All you'd have to do is come to one or two of our practices. Of course, there are a few conditions and warnings.'
And, again, the handwriting-"
"Moony, we don't really give a damn if the handwriting changes!" Sirius cried, getting annoyed with the constant interruptions.
"Shut it Pads. Anyways…
'These conditions must be kept or we will never contact you again. They are as follows:
After this performance, do not try to find our practices. We will know and we stop performing all together if you do.
You will listen to everything we tell you, and follow every instruction. We are inviting you to perform with us. This is a privilege. Treat it as such.
TELL NO ONE. If you tell anybody, even your pillow, we will make sure you pay. It will not be pleasant.
We also have a few warnings for you all.
The fan-girls are going to flip out. We will have protective spells up while the performance is going on, but afterwards, you're fair game. We're still coming up with a plan of action for the post-performance, but that will be discussed at rehearsals.
We will contact you to give you a time and place to meet.
Fish, SiGi, Beat and Keys'
That's the entire letter."
"That was a really long letter," Sirius whined.
"Shut up Pads. So, what do you think? Should we do it?" James asked.
"It seems interesting. Besides, haven't you been wondering who the girl is Pads?" Peter asked.
"Yeah! Let's do it!"
"Alright, it's agreed. We're going to perform with The Four Houses Band," Remus said, finalizing their decision. They sat there for a minute, finishing their breakfast and thinking about the letter.
"Uh… guys?"
"Yeah, Wormtail?"
"Class starts in about… five minutes."
"CRAP!"
"RUN YOU FOOLS!"
"WE ARE!"
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So… what did you guys think? I have a follow-up chapter, but I probably won't be able to post it until tomorrow… I promise I will though! If not, then you all have permission to grab your torches and pitchforks.