James kept near the walls on his way to Defence Against the Dark Arts, his eyes fixed on the Marauder's Map. He watched his own footsteps being passed by those from other students, who seemed to be placing a higher importance on arriving at their classes than him. He noticed his brother already sat in his class.
"Hmph. The swot." He snorted. After the hallway had begun to clear, James noticed two more familiar names heading his way.
"Oh, James!" Lily Luna breathed, her hand clasped onto Hugo's wrist as they turned a corner leading into the same corridor as him. "Do you know where Transfiguration is?"
Red-faced Hugo was focused on the parchment in James' hand. "You have a map?"
"A map? Let me see!" Lily Luna said, lunging forward and snatching the map out of her brother's hand.
"No, Lil, it's not a map! It's..." James pushed his hair backwards and sighed as Lily Luna's eyes widened.
"This is a weird map. I've seen some of Dad's maps before but I don't think I've seen any of them move. What's... What's a marauder?"
"Oh Jesus, Lil, I... Ugh... Don't tell anyone. I have a feeling I'm not supposed to have this. I don't think anyone's supposed to know about it. Look at it. It looks special, doesn't it?" James stammered.
"I guess it does." Lily Luna agreed.
"Don't tell anyone or I swear I'll..." James didn't have the heart to finish his threat, especially since Lily Luna had always been someone to trust.
"I won't. Hugo?"
"I won't tell anyone either." Hugo nodded. James had forgotten Hugo was even there. It was funny the way he seemed to cling desperately onto Lily Luna, like a red-headed parasite. They were almost one person, Lily Luna being the strong, confident, intelligent side, and Hugo the quiet, reserved, shy side.
"James, could I borrow that to find my way around school? Just for this week, so I can find everything. Then I'll give it back." Lily Luna asked, her green eyes shimmering with plea. Lily Luna seemed to almost always get her way, yet she didn't beg, or nag, and wasn't at all spoiled, or ungrateful. Her way just always seemed the best.
"Fine." James sighed. "But to open it, you say 'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good'. Then you close it by saying 'Mischief managed'. Got it? You have to close it."
"Of course. Thanks, James!" Lily Luna grabbed Hugo's wrist as they dashed towards their class.
/A.N. Yeah so I dunno if you can tell but I'm extremely not writey at the moment (Which usually happens when I have actually have ideas for a fic, like this one. I put pressure on myself to make the ideas all pretty so I please myself? Idek. Please review because reviews help me live on or something/