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Also, I want to tell that our chronology is kind of mixed up. Some of the songs we use for the fanfic were created after the Marauders finished school but we hope you ain't that picky.

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Cyndi's POV

'Holy shit!' we were all starring from the door at a large room. On the walls- painted in warm colors – were different wallpapers. And by we, I mean Ella, James, Sirius, Peter (we found him stuck in the stairs on the third floor, so we took him with us) Remus, myself and Lily (Ella and I made her come with us, pointing out that we're going to be alone with three horny boys and that if we loose our innocence it'll be her fault.)

'Oh my God, Cyndi, look! That is Motley Crue wallpaper. From the album 'Girls, Girls, Girls'. And are these…are these…'

'Vinyl records!' I continued excited. ' Holy David Coverdale, Ella! This. Is. Heaven.'

'ELLA…' I screamed, watching like I just had found a jar with gold.

'What?' she asked still watching the gramophone records.

'COME OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!' I screamed again.

'What?' she said going near me. I was looking at the two most perfect guitars ever. Vintage Les Paul VOS 1959.

'This thing was used by Jimmy freaking Page.' I murmured with respect.

'I freaking know.' said Ella quietly. We both were starring at the guitar like it was the biggest treasure in the world. Actually, it was.

'I have never touched a thing like this.' I whispered.

'Okay.. what the hell is this?' James interrupted us, looking confused.

'The guitar with the highest quality in the world.'Ella responded.

'Something like Silver star for the broomsticks. But much, much better.' I said. I was reaching to touch her when something else caught my look. Thunderbird bass.

'I think I'm in love with this room.' I whispered.

'With these guitars we can win anything.' Ella said, smiling like idiot.

'Actually, not.' it was Sirius this time. 'Sorry that I have to tell you this, but the things that the Room of Requirement creates exist only in the Room of Requirement. If you take these guitars out of the room they'll just disappear.'

'Seriously?' me and Ella sounded disappointed. Actually, we were very disappointed. It's like showing a steak to a hungry dog and than taking the stake away. It was cruel.

'Yup, girls… Sorry.'

There was a minute of silence.

'Well, at least we can practice with these two babies. And just one more year of work through the summer and I'll be able to buy the Thunderbird.' I said, trying to sound confident.

'Or maybe someone from my family will ring the bell and will leave me all his money.' said Ella hopeful.

'Oh, man. Sirius do you owe any drums by accident?' I asked, trying not to sound hysterical. My dream was crashing. Yep, Ella has tree guitars – acoustic, and two Mushstars (it's a magic brand guitars). Not in the perfect shape, but still, they were sounding awesome, even with the scratches. I own acoustic guitar and a decent bass, bought second hand. But we didn't have any drums. And there were no possible way that we can afford buying it. Yeah, Ella's family were kind of rich, but they didn't liked her very much, so…

'Hey, hey, calm down.' Sirius said, seeing the tears in my eyes. 'Don't worry, my uncle is awesome, if I ask him, he'll loan me the money for the drums. Just… No, Cyndi, don't cry.'

Sirius came near me and hugged me, trying to comfort me. The feeling was strange and he clumsily put his arm around me.

'O, yeah, Cyndi, don't cryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!' yelled James and all of a sudden I realized that all of them were hugging me at the same time.

'Okay, okay… All of you, out of reach!' I screamed trying take a breath and to pull them away. 'Really, I'm fine. Just… This is kind of a big deal for me.'

'We noticed.' said Lily, looking me with sympathy.

'Oh, c'mon. I'm okay. And we'll freaking win!' I said, trying to cheer them up.

'If you don't we'll kick your asses.' said James, smiling at me.

'Oh, this is lovely, James.' I said sarcastically.

'Okay, enough! No more girl talk. Let's practice!' Ella tried to pull us together.

'Wait, wait, wait…' Sirius interrupted. 'I still don't know the rules of the Contest.'

'Oh, don't you people listen to Dumbledore?' asked Lily annoyed.

'C'mon Lilypedia, please, please tell me the rules!' Sirius asked, trying to look polite, but I cough the irony in his voice. Luckily, Lily seemed not to notice.

'Well… Fine. But listen careful, because I'm not repeating anymore.' she said.

'Wait, wait, I'll need a pen.' said Peter and all of a sudden on the desk near us pen appeared. 'And a paper.' added he.

'So, every school house selects a band and before every quiditch match, there is going to be a battle. In the battle take part the bands of the houses that are going to play the quiditch on the next day. Jury decides how many points to give for each team. The maximum is 80.'

'Who's the jury?' Sirius asked.

'Well, Dumbledore, of course, one student from each house, the editor of Magic Stone magazine, the music editor of Butterbeer, Magic Mushrooms and Rock n Roll radio.'

'This is the longest radio name ever.' said Remus and looked kind of confused.

'Heey…'

'Don't interrupt me!' Lily yelled at us, and we shut up. 'And Mtail Wagron or something…'

'You mean Myron Wagtail from the Weird Sisters?' Ella and Sirius asked at the same time.

'A, yeah, the same one. So every one of them gives ten points. And through the finale will make it only the two teams who had collected most points. And you can play covers at muggle or magic rock bangs, doesn't matter.'

'Okay, this is not confusing at all.' Sirius said with irony.

'C'mon let's practice! We need drums.' Said Ella.

A pear of drums show near the center of the room.

'But I don't know how to play. I mean, I know I'm good and it's in my blood, and everything, but I have never played.'

'Well, we know few things about rhythm. We can show you.'

We showed Sirius some of the things we knew. He was doing very well when a sudden scream drew our attention.

'Oh my God! Oh, my God! I'm going to kill you. You know what time is it? We have charms after five minutes! This three floors down with two moving stairs…We're never gonna make it.'

'Lilyflower, don't worry. We'll be there on time.' James tried to put his arm around her shoulders, but was pushed away.

'Don't touch me, Potter.'

We ran like crazy so not to be late for Charms. While I was running my bag opened and half of my stuff fell on the floor. Ella stopped and helped me put thing back inside. We continued our sprint. We weren't far away from the classroom, just only one moving staircase and we would be there. The marauders and Lily were shouting our names.

'Ella, Cyndi! C'mon it's moving. Run.'

But it was too late. We froze on the edge of the stairs...that weren't there.

'What are we going to do?' Ella looked at me.

'I don't know, the other way is too long, we have two minutes. We won't make it.'

'Jump.' Screamed James.

'Are you crazy?' me, Ella and Lily said in the same time.

'It's too high!' Remus shook his head.

'And too far.'' Added Sirius.

I looked at my friend. 'Oh, hell. We jump on three…' I took her hand .

'One…' Made a few steps back so we can gain some speed. 'Two…'

'Ella, Cyndi, no.' Lily's voice was shaking.

'Three!'

We ran and jumped from the edge at the same time. My stomach turn. I closed my eyes. We fell hard on someone.

'Can't…breathe…' I hared muffled voice beneath my body.

'Sorry, you were the one screaming jump.' Ella said.

We got up and looked at the others who were starring at us. Lily didn't have any color on her face.

'You two are gonna give me a heart attack.' She said.

'You actually jump? You did it!' Sirius was still staring at us with half smile.

'We didn't have much choice, did we?'

'You're pretty crazy I have to admit that.' Said Remus and helped James, who was still on the floor, to stand on his feet.

The rest of the day went without any trouble. Professor Flitwick didn't even noticed we were late, we pretended that we pay attention, but actually Ella and I played Guess the lyrics both hours. When we went in the Great hall for dinner everything seemed okay. We went near Sirius and I gave him a vinyl record.

'Take.' I ordered.

'What it this?' he asked, taking the record curiously.

'Led Zeppelin II, muggle rock album. Listen to Moby dick and learn. It's the best drum solo ever made' I explained.

'And Bonzo is freaking monster!' Ella added.

'And be careful with the vinyl!' I said and turned, so that we can go to the seats we usually take on the Gryffindor table.

'Hey! Sit with us!' Remus suggested. We both turned and looked at them, then we looked at each other.

'Well…' Ella was kind of doubtful.

'Okay.' I finished. She gave me a strange look, but we both seated next to Remus.

'So what's the name of the band?' asked Peter casually.

Suddenly every one of us froze in their position.

'Actually we've never thought for a name.' I said looking at Ella.

She shook her head, 'No, never.'

'We can call ourselves Siriusly.' Sirius smiled proudly.

'Yeah? And why not Sirius and the Blacks?' I asked rising an eyebrow.

'Hey, you know …that's very good idea!' he tilt his head on side.

'No,Sirius, it's called irony.' I rolled my eyes.

'Wow easy there sweetheart. Don't hurt my feelings.' He made a dramatic pose, putting his hand on his chest.

'What a drama queen. I'll show you.' I grabbed some of the (oh, so tasty) potatoes and hit him with them. Everyone started laughing.

'Oh you provoked me!'

He took a bowl full of tomato paste and throw it to me. The thing is, the food didn't reach me…it was Ella's robes that were all dirty now. She gave him a killer glance.

'Oh, Sirius. That was…Big. Mistake.' And with that threw a bowl full with soup on his head.

Until now everyone in the Great Hall was watching us and laughing. I already have tears in my eyes.

'Don't laugh Cyndi, you were the one who started it.' Said Ella with devilish smile playing on her lips and before I could do anything she throw some food on me. And with that we unleashed the hell on the Gryffindor's table. Food was flying everywhere. From first years to seventh…everyone was fighting. Someone cleared his throat in the exactly same time that I decided to throw some pie. Before I could stop myself it was flying on the wrong direction. I heard a people around me took a sharp breath. We looked up to see professor McGonagall with pie on her robes giving us The Glance of Death.

'Dear Merlin.' I murmured under my nose.

'Miss Jett, Miss Black, Mr Black, would please come with me?'