Disclaimer: I own a Ravenclaw lanyard with a Hermione Lego keychain, but not Harry Potter.
Lily,
You can't imagine how irritatingly boring it is here. Sirius has decided that the reason his hair didn't have its usual bounce was because the wind messed it up when he flew. So now all he does is sit around, eat, and figure out new ways to scorch my eyebrows off. Remus has only come around a few times and Peter has all but disappeared. We think he went into hiding, even though he's a half-blood and has nothing to worry about. But that's Peter. Always worrying even when there's nothing to worry about. You'd think he'd be a wart instead of a rat. (Get it? Worrywart? Ha ha.) I wish you could come 'round, but I guess that's out of the question with your sister's wedding plans and all. I'm still amazed that she found someone so equally as repulsive as her to love. Are you sure you didn't slip some love potion in their drinks so you can be rid of her? I wouldn't put it past you, Evans. Maybe Sirius and I have been too much of an influence on you….
Wishing you were here, James
James,
No, I did not put Amortentia in either of their drinks. It must be an animal attraction, seeing as she's a horse and he's a whale. It's quite disgusting seeing him eat. Imagine Sirius if you told him it was his last meal for sixty years and he could eat anything he wanted for fifteen minutes. Horrifying, right? One time, I left the table and a full plate for a minute, and when I got back, the plate was absolutely clean, as if I'd never gotten any food! So I reached for more, but Vernon the whale scoops the rest on to his plate! It's come to that I have to get food early in the morning for the whole day and hide it in my room. Luckily, he thinks if he comes into my room, he'll turn into a toad or something.
I wish I could come 'round too, but Mum and Petunia are shoving wedding plans down my throat every second. Also, Petunia has taken it upon herself that because Mum is making her include me in the wedding party, I will look absolutely horrid and be as uncomfortable as possible. For example, my bridesmaids dress: Bubble gum pink with giant puffs for sleeves and a diameter wider than my arm span. So picture short, frail, ginger me in a sickening pink dress with shoulder puffs for sleeves so big I can't really put my arms down and a skirt so big I will be knocking people and chairs over as I attempt to walk down the aisle. It's going to be terrible, James.
But here I am, moping on about myself. How is everyone there? Have you guys tried to contact Peter? What if he was captured? And don't even say I'm turning into a worrywart too, I'm just concerned. You should probably talk to Sirius too, you know that he eats excessively when he's nervous; don't you remember the train ride to Hogwarts at the beginning of sixth year? His mouth was full the whole time. Make sure he's okay and take care of yourself too. One of the only things keeping me from devouring my own eyes here is the anticipation of whatever Marauder Mischief you have planned.
Missing you and sending all my love, Lily
Lily,
Well, we can't have you missing those pretty little eyes, now can we? Maybe I can come down there sometime and sneak you out of the house. I talked to Sirius, and he says he can just feel something bad is coming. I told him not to worry, and everything would be fine, but he didn't seem to be listening. It's probably nothing bad; he wasn't acting like it was going to result in death or something. Other than the eating and a twitch every now and then, he seems fine. I'm kind of worried it has something to do with Peter, though. Remus says not to worry and that they're probably on holiday or something because when we went to his house a few days ago, no one was home. I'm sure he'll be fine though, so there's no need to worry and you can stop biting your bottom lip as you read this. Also, you do know you're going to have to send me a picture of you in the bridesmaid dress, right? I feel truly sorry for you, but the only thing people will be laughing at is a horse in a white dress try and make its way down the aisle. I'm positive you'll still be the prettiest one there, even in that ridiculous dress. Remus is coming 'round for a few days and we were going to invite a few other people too; maybe you could sneak away?
Love, James
James,
No, you will not be getting a picture of me, and yes, I can come next week as long as I'm not subject to any pranks. Petunia's wedding is on Thursday, so I am free to escape on Friday. You can't even imagine what kind of a terror she's been. So far, there have been three temper tantrums just this morning. My boggart has officially transformed into her 'bride-to-be' state. She actually wanted me to change my hair color so she wouldn't have "some disgusting clown headed freak" in the pictures. Oh, how I wish I could use magic on her, but that would probably make Mum mad.
I'm glad you went to find Peter, though. And in spite of what you say, I don't think Peter going missing and Sirius having the feeling is a coincidence. Of course, he is a rat, so he may just be taking a break in his rat form. Oh, well. I hear Petunia screaming and Mum calling, so I'd better cut this short.
See you next week, Lily
Lily,
Once again, I swear that cream puff was meant for Sirius. I honestly had no idea you'd actually beat him to it. You have permission to hex me again, not that you've ever needed it. But last week was fun; we should meet up in Diagon Alley again. I can't believe summer's almost over. Pretty soon, we'll be getting our Hogwarts letters, yours heavy with the Head Girl badge and mine full with promises of a new year and 'Marauder Mischief' as you would say. Really, how do you come up with that stuff? Ah, well. It's pretty quiet around here; Sirius has gone back to his moody self. It probably won't go away until whatever bad thing it is happens, either. I've tried making moderately bad things happen, too, hoping that he'll think that was what the feeling was about, but he claims that he'll "feel it when it happens". He'll feel my wand down his throat if he doesn't give this up soon. At least Remus is here to lighten up the mood. Speaking of, we're about to go play Quidditch, so I should go and get my gear. See you in Diagon Alley!
Love, James
James!
You were right! I'm Head Girl! Oh my Merlin, I can't believe it! I'M HEAD GIRL! Wow, after all those years of dreaming and wishing for it, it's actually mine and no one can take it from me! Oh, I'm so happy! It took me awhile to sit still long enough for me to write this; I was actually dancing around my room, if you can believe it. You're the first one I'm writing to, too, so you should feel even more special than usual. I just can't believe I'm Head Girl! I'M HEAD GIRL!
Love, Head Girl Lily (I just love writing that)
Lils,
I'm Head Boy. Merlin's beard. Head Boy. The words… they just keep floating around in my head. Sirius keeps going back and forth between laughing hysterically and lying on the floor moaning. He swears this is what the feeling was about. I'm Head Boy. I'll have to be all… responsible now, won't I? Do you think I'll have to turn in all my assignments now? Oh, this is just terrible. What was Dumbledore thinking, making me Head Boy? Maybe I got somebody else's letter… No, here's my name on the envelope, the letter, and even the badge. Wow. James Potter: Head Boy. I like 'James Potter: Marauder' better.
MERLIN'S BEARD LILY, I'M HEAD BOY!
Dumbledore must have lost it.
Seriously freaked out, James
A/N: This chapter was extremely boring to write. The only thing that I like about it is the last letter, which was the base for this whole chapter. The next one will be more entertaining, promise.