Chapter 44: Marauder's Meeting
James and Sirius walked out of Transfiguration after a particularly difficult lesson.
"Only three more months of school Prongsy., Sirius said.
"I know," James said. He'd been seriously thinking about asking Lily to marry him right after graduation. "Trust me. I know."
"Sounds to me like someone needs to call a Marauder Meeting."
"Call in Moony and Worms. Friday after this group date."
"Thursday. I have some things we need to go over before that night." Sirius compromised.
"Thursday it is," James agreed.
"Patrolling." Sirius reminded him.
"What?"
"Don't you have patrolling Thursdays this term?" Sirius asked. James clapped his hands together then hit the back of his hand on Sirius' chest.
"Thats right."
"Ow." Sirius grumbled rubbing his chest. "Bloody hell Prongs."
"Sorry," James said absently. "So we'll have to have it Wednesday?"
"Practice."
"Tuesday?"
"That's tonight," Sirius told him.
"I can't."
"Why?" Sirius demanded. "We're running out of days of the week here."
"I know. But I have a thirteen inch essay for DADA due tomorrow."
"Procrastination is man's best friend. Do it at breakfast."
"Lily'll kill me if I do that."
"Come on man. She's your girlfriend, not your mother."
"They've met. Who knows they could team up," James told him.
"Fine. Do it tonight after the meeting."
"This is getting ridiculous. Who ever thought of the Marauders...."
"Famous Marauders,"
"....Scheduling meetings?"
"Binns!" Sirius shouted suddenly.
"You don't mean...?" James let the sentence die.
"But of course."
"But Remus..."
"Can get them from Lily," Both of them knew what the other was talking about. "It's the only way."
"Should we warn Moony?" James asked.
"Nah.. He'd only yell at us."
"True."
"This is low. Having meetings in the middle of class." Sirius mused.
"But not the first time,"
"Hm. If that's not saying something," Sirius muttered.
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In History of Magic later that afternoon the Marauders sat down and James silently cast muffliato around them.
"Marauder Meeting." James announced once Remus showed up.
"In the middle of class?" Remus asked, clearly irritated by this.
"It was a last resort. We promise." Sirius told him.
"So, first order of business." James pressed on. "I see we are all accounted for. Wormtail, Moony, Padfoot and myself."
"Hurry this up." Remus said.
"Patience Moony. Continue Prongs." Sirius interrupted.
"Right. Wormy, do you have anything you'd like discussed?" At that Remus sighed, exasperated leaning his head in his hands.
As usual Peter's answer was a squeaky, "No."
"Alright. Moving along. Moony, do you have any thing you'd like to call to order?"
"No." Remus breathed angrily.
"No girl problems?" Sirius asked.
"No."
"No girl questions?" Sirius asked again.
"No."
"No need for date hints?"
"No. Would you like to talk about my relationship with Ambre?" Remus demanded.
"Nope." Sirius said turning his attention back to James.
"Alright then," Remus grumbled.
"So, Padfoot, would you like to call anything..."
"After you, Prongs," Sirius cut in.
"Okay." James took a deep breath. He looked past his friends to where Lily was sitting carefully taking notes. She caught his gaze and smiled before turning back to her parchment.
"Prongsy-poo," Sirius sang, getting his friend's attention.
"Sorry. Where were we?" James asked casting another glance at Lily.
"You were about to share with us what this meeting is about." Remus reminded him.
"Oh, yeah. I want to marry Lily."
"What?" Remus demanded.
"Really?" Peter asked, clearly excited.
"About time," Sirius said.
"Yeah," James smiled crookedly. "I just don't know how to go about doing so."
"Well you already talked to her about it right?" Remus asked.
"Yeah. On Valentines, when we went to Hogsmeade."
"When you forced her to Hogsmeade you mean?" Remus corrected.
"Either way, our Prongsy wants to marry Lily Evans." Sirius said grandly.
"Right. Suggestions?" James asked.
"Dinner?" Peter suggested.
"Come on, Pete. Prongs is about to ask the girl of his dreams for her hand. He needs something better than just dinner," Sirius said.
"No, dinners are always a classic." said Remus.
"Easy way to be romantic." James agreed.
"Give me that," Sirius said taking Remus' parchment. He scratched down dinner in his messy scrawl.
"Someplace nice," Remus said.
"What kind of food does she like?" Peter asked.
The rest of class went much like that. Brainstorming ideas for the perfect engagement. But James felt no closer to knowing how he was going to do it. He just felt like there was going to be a lot of planning, graphs, and decisions to be made. Details to be ironed out and, much to James' displeasure, a tux to be worn.
Class ended before they even got to Sirius' things.
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