A/N: Hey people, my writing might be a bit dodgy because I'm writing several stories at once. If you don't mind nonsensical parodies of a Marauderfied 'Finding Nemo' with a swearing Sirius, an immensely tired Peter, a really nerdy Remus, an insane and crying James, a funny Lily, and a very confused and scared Hogwarts, check out my story 'Finding Moo-Bah'. It might seem a bit... epic fail at first since I'm really into this. But, I'm hoping for a BETA so that my writing doesn't go all 'BLEGH'. :D Bare with me if I accidently add a stuffed cloud with legs drifting through Hogwarts. I might have clicked the wrong document by accident at one in the morning :D

A/N: Mind, I'm not really updating Finding Moo-Bah often. WPD takes up most of my writing time. When I feel extra silly, angry or bored, I'll be writing my fluffy story! With real fluff!

A/N: After that slightly wordy Author's Note, here is the snowball fight of the century and Lily's date with Gilderoy! (You didn't forget that they had a date, did you?)

"Hey, James, would a baby catfish be a kittenfish?" asked Peter, placing a bowl of popcorn on the table. The Marauders (plus Lionel) were camping out in the Kitchens, waiting for the snow to arrive and the girls to come out.
James shifted in his sleeping bag.
"What?"
"Well, you know how a baby cat is a kitten..."
"Yeah."
"Then shouldn't a baby catfish be called a kittenfish?"
"What have you been smoking?" exclaimed James.
"Nothing. Should I be?" asked Peter, confused.
James gave an exasperated sigh, then threw his hands up in the air.
"I give up!"
"Don't give up, the snowball fight hasn't even started."
"URGH!"
"Is he always like this?" asked Lionel, turning to face James.
"Unfortunately."
"It's going to be a long night," said Lionel.
"Guys! I think I've found a kittenfish!" exclaimed Peter.
"Good NIGHT Peter!" everyone yelled.
"All right, all right! Geez, you people are so touchy! Aren't you a pretty fish? Aren't you? Aren't you? Oooh, giggly googly goo! He he!"
"Wormtail?"
"What?"
"SHUT UP!"

The girls fell asleep quickly and quietly, unlike Peter and his kittenfish. Lily was the first to wake, and when she stretched, she noticed the small, white flurries of snow brush past her window.
"Guys! Guys!" she exclaimed, shaking awake all the girls.
"What?" asked KayCee groggily.
"Snow!" gasped Bridget, pointing to the window. Suddenly, everyone was awake and jumping up and down.
"We're going to whoop their sorry arses!"

The girls suited up and marched out into the battlefield. The bare beech tree and frozen lake glistened in the winter sun.
"Should we start making the forts and snowballs?" asked Eli. The girls shrugged and turned to Lily, who was their captain.
"Might as well, after all, it's not cheating," said Lily.
For about an hour, the girls laughed and built their much needed materials in peace. But, of course, that wouldn't last for much longer.

Peter jumped up and down.
"SNOW!" He yelled ecstatically.
"Shut UP, Peter," grumbled Lionel, turning in his sleeping bag and preparing to fall asleep.
"B-but the snowball fight..." whined Peter.
"Just... have a hot chocolate or something while you're waiting," yawned Sirius, stretching in his sleeping bag.
"Yay, OK!" said Peter, jumping up and down again. It sounded like thunder.
"URGH!" James yelled into his pillow. He was definitely NOT a morning person.

It was around 10 o'clock when the boys finally got up and dressed. They all headed down to the Grounds. The girls had already finished building their forts, and they had tons of ammo. Of course, Sirius was one to object.
"No fair! That's cheating!"
"No, it's not," said Lily matter-of-factly.
"Uh, yes, it is!" exclaimed Sirius indignantly, stamping his foot like a five-year-old.
"Actually, Padfoot, it's not," said Remus.
"What? You can't be on their side!"
"The girls got up early enough to build their forts and snowballs. It's no different in Quidditch. Somehow, you always wake up before dawn, and are out on the pitch, practising and warming up before the match," reasoned Remus. Sirius muttered something under his breath.
"Anyway... we might as well build our forts and things, yeah?" asked James awkwardly. Lionel and Remus nodded and Peter happily skipped somewhere to referee. Sirius made some gestures as though he was about to strangle the girls.
"Padfoot!" barked Remus. Sirius shuffled his way over to them, his head bent like a sad puppy.

"Ready? On three. One... two - "
"WAIT!" yelled Sirius.
"WHAT?" yelled everyone else.
Sirius dumped some more snow onto his fort and he patted it down. Then he ran behind his fort and ducked, his thumb making a positive sign.
"OK, then... On three. One... two... two and a half... THREE!" Snowballs flew in every which direction. Everyone ducked simultaneously. Then, they all got into position.
Lily was hiding behind her fort, and only occaisionally jumping up and throwing a fast and powerful snowball.
Eli was throwing fast snowballs at almost every second, and she hit most of the boys in the first few seconds.
KayCee was ducking behind her fort for five seconds and then throwing a snowball with average speed and power, then ducking back down for five seconds.
Bridget was also ducking behind her fort for five seconds, but her snowballs had more speed and power. Whenever KayCee was ducking, Bridget was up and throwing, and vice versa.

Sirius ducked behind a fort, next to James.
"Hey, James..."
"Yeah?" asked James. Suddenly, he jumped up and threw a snowball at his girlfriend.
Once James hid behind his fort again, Sirius started talking.
"Why do I get the feeling that their game plan is the exact same as ours?"
James peeked through a crack in his fort. Sure enough, the girls were all doing the same things.
Remus and Bridget were throwing fast and powerful snowballs every five seconds.
Lionel and KayCee were throwing average snowballs.
Eli was doing the same job as Sirius.
Lily was doing the same thing as James.
James was silent for a moment.
"Maybe because they are?"
To James' surprise, Sirius grinned.
"Now we can win this thing fair and square. Thanks for validating it, buddy," he said, patting James on the back before resuming his job. James shrugged.

It wasn't long before the girls realised the exact same thing.
"Lils!" cried Eli, ducking behind her fort.
"Eli!"
"They're doing the exact same thing!"
"I know!"
"You know?"
"Yes! Don't worry, I have the perfect idea to throw them off."
Eli bit her lip.
"If you say so, captain."

James stood at the exact same time as Lily. Before he could react, she threw two immensely fast and powerful snowballs in his direction. One disarmed him, and the other hit him in the stomach. Hard.
"Oof!"
He keeled over, but not before he saw her poke her tongue out at him and wave.
"That cheeky little MINX!"

Peter sat on his high chair, happily surveying his friends' progress.
He checked his watch.
Two more hours until it was officially time to stop. Otherwise, they'd all develop hypothermia.
Peter swung his legs, whistling tunelessly. The 'gang' had created a scoreboard that floated beside Peter. Once a snowball definitely hit someone, one point would be added to the team that hit someone. Peter saw Sirius glance up at the score board frantically. Peter waved.

Tired and damp, the gang headed into the Great Hall. Only Peter was energetic.
"I can't believe that the girls won! Gosh, you guys must have been distracted or something!" he babbled as he skipped to the Gryffindor table.
"Next time... we'll beat you!" stated Sirius hoarsely. He had been protesting loudly for the last half hour when he saw that the girls were winning.
"Yes, and next time we'll do your hair!" said Bridget.
"Leave my hair alone!" cried Sirius, his hands immediately leaping into his precious hair. Lily and KayCee rolled their eyes, and Eli giggled. Bridget playfully shoved him.

Lily giggled as she closed her eyes.
"Now, this... this is magical."
Lily reopened her eyes gently. The snow was falling softly in Hogsmeade, and the wind drifted particles of snow past the houses and store fronts. Lily sighed happily as she rested her hand on her mug of butterbeer. Gilderoy smiled, his blue eyes mirroring Lily's green ones. It was truly romantic.
They set out of the warm Three Broomsticks and wandered slowly down the street with no destination in mind. While they didn't hold hands, they walked close, almost walking in a cozy embrace. It was perfect.
Lily had a good looking and sensitive guy by her side, and an awesome setting. She had warmth, and a still heavy wallet. She was especially glad that he didn't try to 'put the moves' on her. Lily wished that the day wouldn't end.

Sirius, James, Bridget, Lionel and KayCee hid behind the Shrieking Shack.
"I still think this is wrong," whispered Bridget, shifting a loose piece of wood, so as to look closer at the dreamy looking couple before them.
"Well, I don't," stated Sirius, "When you're friends with the Marauders, you have to expect one or more of us spying on your dates."
Bridget frowned, but she still looked on for a few minutes.
"... so, what are we looking for, exactly?" asked KayCee.
"We're looking for blackmail evidence," said Sirius matter-of-factly.
"What?" exclaimed KayCee.
"Shh! They'll hear you!" warned James. Quickly, they scurried to another spot to further spy on their friend.

The trees rustled in front of Lily in a way that suggested that someone had moved them about clumsily.
She narrowed her eyes, but saw nothing else suspicious.
"Did you notice that?" she asked Gilderoy.
"Hmm? Notice what?"
"Never mind."

Severus, Gabe, and Lucius held their breath. That was a close one.
They froze, waiting for their friend and the besotted mudblood to pass.
"It was your fault!" announced Gabe, pointing at Lucius as soon as the couple walked past.
"Me? What about you, Mr Clunkety-clunk?" asked Lucius indignantly.
"I was only clunking about because you - !"
Whatever Lucius did, Severus never found out. Lily whipped around, her eyes narrowed. Severus quickly pulled the two bickering Slytherins down just in time.
"Just shut up, you two!" hissed Severus, "We're here to see what phase we're up to in the plan!"
"Right, sorry," mumbled Gabe.
Severus gave him a hard look.
"You better be."

The rest of the evening passed without a hitch.
Lily breathlessly flopped onto the nearest couch in the Head's Common Room.
"Well, hello Little Miss In-Love," grinned KayCee.
"So... how was it?" asked Bridget with a slight giggle. KayCee threw her a sharp look.
"Firstly, it was wonderful... and secondly, I am not 'in love'," said Lily, sitting up.
"Psht. Who are you trying to fool, girl?" asked KayCee.
"Well... I might be falling for him a little..." considered Lily. Bridget and KayCee raised an eyebrow.
"OK, maybe a lot," giggled Lily.
The rest of the night was spent giggling and talking about their boyfriends, or, in Lily's case, boyfriend-to-be.

A/N: Just in case you forgot, Bridget's boyfriend is Drew Brocklehurst, KayCee's boyfriend is Sean, and Lily's boyfriend is Gilderoy. :)