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"That was really fun," said Saniya, plopping down on a comfy armchair by the fire.

"Totally," agreed Juee. "Scoot over," she said, shoving Saniya, who mock-glared at her.

"We so have to do one of those at East," said Maddie, sitting down with Michelle, Maya, and Katie on a couch near by. Lily, Cherry, Alice, and Jazz, sat down on one across from it, and the male part of the Marauders sat down on the cozy rug in front of the fire. Katie snorted.

"As if. Mrs. M, and Mr. Y would kill us in the first five minutes."

"More like the first five seconds."

"Who now?" asked Peter.

"No one," they all replied in unison, grinning at each other.

"Wow guys, there are so many 'no ones' in your classes," joked Remus.

"That Chase, then the Dea, and now the people who would kill you in five minutes," added James. Juee laughed.

"Okay, whatever."

"Yeah, who is Dea anyway?" asked Lily. "I don't remember him." Michelle laughed.

"It's a her! And she's new, just joined this year."

"And she loves Harry-" started Juee, but Saniya threw a pillow with her with wide eyes, and shook her head.

"Who's Harry?" wondered James.

"I've always liked the name Harry," said Lily. Juee burst out laughing. Saniya threw another pillow, and effectively shut up her best friend. The witched and wizards looked at the two strangely; Juee was choking on her laughter.

"Okay, okay! I promise, I own't spoil it," she said, throwing her hands up.

"Spoil what?" asked Peter, looking confused. Juee wrung her hands frantically, as if about to explode.

"Nothing!"

"I don't believe you."

"Well, I don't care."

"Hey, what time is it?" asked Maya, looking worried.

"Uhh," said James, searching for a clock in the common room. "There! Um, half past noon."

"What!" screeched Saniya.

"Oh My Gods," said Maddie, pulling on her teak hoodie.

"Jeez, women, what?"

"Dumbledore is probably looking for us right now! Let's go!"

"But he said we have a few more hours!" argued Michelle.

"Yeah, but don't you want to know more?"

"About what?"

"About everything! The hiding, Squibs, just everything!" snapped Maya fervently.

"You guys want to come?" asked Juee. Remus shrugged.

"Sure, why not?"

The kids speed-walked, once more to the headmaster's office, not noticing the odd looks that they were receiving from the other children.

"Chocolate Frogs," Peter said to the stone gargoyles, which immediately slid open at his words.

"Professor Dumbledore?" said Alice timidly, peeking into the dim-lighted office. The professor was sitting silently, with his back turned to them. He seemed to have not heard her.

"Professor Dumbledore," said Lily, firmer and louder. He swiveled around abruptly in his chair.

"Yes?"

"Can we leave now?" Asked Maddie impatiently. "I want to-"

"Wait," Michelle interrupted. "I want to know more." Dumbledore looked at her.

"If I speak now, it could ruin your future," he started.

"Let me guess," said James, rolling his eyes. "You are afraid you cannot say right now?" Dumbledore chuckled softly.

"Seems about right."

"What can you say?" challenged Sirius, looking at him. He shook his head slightly.

"Nothing right now," replied the headmaster. He was met with exasperated sighs around the room. "You'll find out one day." Eyes rolled.

"Can we leave now?" repeated Maddie. Dumbledore nodded. His bird, Fawkes, shuffled its feathers, and suddenly burst into flame. Lily gasped, and the kids looked at the ashes in horror. All except Remus, who nodded, and muttered something to himself. professor Dumbledore chuckled. Alice stared at him.

"But...but Professor! Your bird!" she stammered.

"Fawkes is no ordinary bird," he replied. The headmaster looked at Remus, who had a look of comprehension on his face. "Mr. Lupin? Care to explain?"

"Yeah, Remus, care to explain?" said James, widening his eyes mockingly. Remus laughed quietly.

"Fawkes is a phoenix," he started.

"Oh, I've heard of those! They are in a lot of fairy tales! But I thought they were just myths?" interrupted Lily. Remus shook his head.

"They are a type of bird that grows and lives its life, and when it feels the need to restart their lives, they burst into flames, and a few minute later, they are reborn from the ashes," he recited in a monotone. The room was silent for a moment, and Jazz shook her head.

"You are too smart, Remus Lupin," she said, swatting him on the arm. He didn't reply, and looked down at his feet. The professor laughed loudly, and sure enough; something was moving the ashes around.

"Why, Ms. Stone, you say that as if it is a bad thing," said Professor Dumbledore. Jazz shrugged.

"It could be." He sighed.

"Indeed it could," he said, losing himself in his thoughts. Lily had to snap her fingers loudly to retrieve the man's attention. "Anyway," he continued, "it's time to get you girls back to your families." The muggles cheered.

"And," the headmaster said, "we best hurry up, as Ms. Evans, and Ms. Stone have a detention to attend." The girls groaned.

"I'm skipping," whispered Jazz to Remus, who raised an eyebrow at her.

"We better do something terrible, Sirius," said James, making Sirius grin, and Remus...well, Remus face-palmed.

"And why would that be?" asked the professor, eyes twinkling, and expression amused.

"Because otherwise, Jazz'll get ahead of us in detention count! Me and Sirius are going to break the record for most detentions in seven years at Hogwarts," he said proudly.

"Sirius and I," Remus said offhandedly. James looked at him in surprise.

"Really, Remus? You're going to do it with us? That really doesn't seem like your scene..."

"No your grammar- you know what, never mind it," said Remus, catching sight of James and Sirius's blank faces.

"Honestly," said Lily, shaking her head disapprovingly. "How can you lot not know what grammar is?" Alice shrugged.

"I guess boys really are that stupid."

"Hey!" yelled Sirius. "Yes, James and Peter aren't the smarted, but me and Remus are outrageously brilliant!"

"Remus and I," corrected Remus quietly.

"If this is normal," Katie started, "I'm glad we're going home," she said jokingly.

"I don't know," said Juee, taking in her surroundings. "I kind of like it here."

"Me too," said Saniya. "It's got a really cozy feel to it."

"Like a home you've never seen," said Maddie, sharing a look with her friends.

"Deep," said Cherry seriously, before laughing loudly, and throwing her black hair over her shoulder. Peter shook his head; a slight smile on his face. Friends.

The headmaster also had a smile on his face, somehow knowing that it was careless and free moments like these that they would deeply miss in the storm that was brewing for the future.

"I shall give you a moment to exchange goodbyes," said the professor. "Remember, you may not see each other for months; probably years. Savor the little moments," he finished, rising from his chair. With one final nod, he left the room, which became silent after his departure.

"Well...good-bye, then!" said Maddie cheerfully, hugging the girls. Saniya, Juee, Maya, and Michelle copied her actions, skipping over the boys.

"What about us?" pouted James. Michelle rolled here eyes, but gave the boys a quick hug. Peter blushed crimson.

"Bye!" said Juee, waving.

"Bye," chorused the wizards and witches. The muggle girls walked silently out of the room, exchanging glances with one another. The children left in Dumbledore's study, sat quietlt for a few minutes, before the old man returned.

"They've left and reunited with their families. You are free to leave; you best get started on studying for the holiday exams."

"Bloody holiday exams," said Sirius. "Great holiday that is."

"i think that it is wonderful," said Jazz, throwing her hair out of her face. The boys stared at her. She rolled her eyes. "I mean, not the exams, but the season. I love the holidays. And there's a full moon on Christmas, and those are just so beautiful, don't you think?" Remus broke into a coughing fit. James shook his head.

"Merlin Jazz, you are such a girl."

"It's what I do best," she said. "Anyone staying over break?"

"I can't," said Remus quickly. Jazz looked at him curiously. "Why not?"

"Ah, my mother's sick, and I need to go see her." Jazz shook her head sympathetically. Sirius tilted his head.

"Sooo, why don't you just go see her now?" he asked.

"Uh, well, they don't want me to miss out on any education, and besides holidays are so soon it's better for me to just go then." Sirius shrugged.

"Whatever you say, Lupin."

"You staying? Sirius? Peter?"

"Of course," snorted Sirius.

"No, my family's going on vacation," replied Peter, scratching his head.

"Where to?" asked Remus.

"America," said Peter proudly.

"Really?" said Jazz. "I want to go to America! Where are you going there?"

"Um, somewhere in Calinorfa, I think, or something like that." Jazz laughed.

"I think you mean California."

"Yeah, I think that is it."

"What about you, James?"

"I think I'll stay," said James. "Christmas at Hogwarts sounds fun."

"I wish I could stay," Remus muttered.

"I don't," shrugged Peter. "Sorry guys, but Calinorfia sounds like a lot of fun." Jazz stifled a laugh.

"California."'

"Yeah that too."

"Don't worry Remus, we'll send you loads and tons of chocolate." Remus let out a small smile.

"Thanks."

"No, I mean really. I think that Sirius has already ordered like a chocolate pool." Remus chuckled.

"Hey!" cried Sirius, looking offended. "I'm not that stupid!"

"Thank Merlin," said Remus under his breath. He could only imagine the looks on his parents faces, when there was a pool under there tree on Christmas Day. His mother would think it funny; his father would walk away stonily.

"Not a pool, just a hot tub," muttered Sirius. The Marauders looked at each other, and erupted into peals of laughter.

"Sirius, you're so stupid!" choked out Jazz, gasping for breath.

"It was a mini one!" yelled Sirius. Their laughter continued.

"Wait until you see what I got you guys," said Sirius, crossing his arms over his chest. Silence. Their laughter stopped, for a minute, but then continued once again, louder and crazier.

"Oh Merlin," said James. "Please don't Sirius." Sirius shrugged.

"Well, you'll be at Hogwarts, so it's not like your parents will se your present."

"You make a good point there."

"Speaking of, you guys should really clean this place up," said Jazz, wrinkling her nose. "James your bed is scattered with Quidditch stuff,-"

"Oh, did I tell you-"

"Let me finish," interrupted Jazz. "Remus, yours is covered with books and scrolls, Peter, yours is covered with food, which is disgusting, and Sirius, yours is just messy in general." Sirius rolled his eyes. "Clean it."

"Yes mum. We will. Later." She nodded, noting his sarcasm.

"Now James, what were you saying?" she asked patiently. james laughed at her tone.

"Flying lessons start tomorrow!" he said happily. Jazz groaned.

"Ugh, I suck at flying!" she said.

"Join the club," muttered Peter.

"Where's the sigh-up sheet," Remus grumbled sarcastically.

"Well, I can fly!" boasted Sirius.

"I can fly well," said James, grinning at his own joke.

"I wish I could, but I am so much more of a ground person," said Jazz.

"Don't worry," said James. "When you guys come to my house over summer holidays, I'll teach you how to fly."

"I already know how to fly," objected Sirius.

"Because we have our own Quidditch Pitch," finished James proudly. Sirius stared at him in shock.

"Your own... Quidditch Pitch?" he said wistfully. "Just for you?"

"Well, I play there with my dad, and sometimes uncles and cousins when they come over for the holidays, but yeah, it's mostly just me." Sirius sighed dreamily. Remus frowned.

"But I though that the Blacks also owned their own Quidditch Pitch as well," he said. Sirius rolled his eyes at Remus's obvious stupidity.

"Yeah, but it's got a million and one family members, and they're all quidditch cheats. And NO ONE likes a quidditch cheat," he said. James nodded seriously. (No pun intended. Actually, okay, PUN INTENDED.)

"Can't disagree with you there, mate." Jazz rolled her eyes.

"You guys think way too much about this sport. Anyway," she continued before James or Sirius could object, "You wankers ready for dinner?" Remus groaned.

"I'm starving." Peter shrugged.

"Dinner isn't for another two hours."

"What!" exploded Remus.

"No!" countered Jazz. "It's already six!" Peter shrugged again.

"Yeah, but didn't you check the notice board? They have a faculty meeting, so dinner's going to be another two hours later today."

"We have a notice board?" asked Jazz.

"The staff have faculty meetings?" questioned Remus.

"What is a notice board?" asked Sirius.

"What are faculty meetings?" said James.

"Yeah we do," said Peter answering both Jazz and Remus's questions.

"And a notice board is... well, it's a board you put notices on," Jazz said, shrugging at Sirius.

"And, a faculty meeting is when a group of staff meet, usually in some sort of professor's lounge, usually to discuss important faculty business, that helps in running the school, as most business-like as possible. It's also used to discuss wrong behavior penalties, meal choices, and demanded spaces in specialized subjects, most likely popular electives," finished Remus. The kids stared at him. James groaned.

"English, please?" Jazz rolled her eyes.

"It's where teachers get together to talk," she explained, as if talking to a toddler.

"Thank you," said James, pointedly glaring at Remus, who shrugged.

"Sorry, I forgot that you have an immensely small brain capacity."

"It's alright...wait, hey!" Jazz stifled a laugh.

"Okay," said Peter, turning James's attention back to him. "So, what should we do till dinner?" Jazz snapped her fingers loudly. Sirius looked at her curiously.

"Well?" he said impatiently. "Tell us what's the reason for your finger snapping!"

"Well, I've got an idea, but it won't be much help to our stomachs," she said. James motioned for her to continue. "We could go and attempt to find the Hogwarts kitchens!" Remus frowned at her.

"Um, Jazz, I'm pretty sure that finding the, ahem, KITCHENS, would be a help to our hungry stomachs," he objected.

"Yeah, but if we don't find them, we will probably be even more hungry."

"You've got a point there." Jazz curtsied jokingly.

"Yeah, I know, I'm a genius." Remus snorted.

"And also about as modest as James and Sirius," he said.

"Hey!" said Jazz, looking offended.

"Okay, maybe not that bad," thought Remus out loud. James and Jazz both swatted him soundly on the arm, not noticing his flinch. "Ow," he muttered, glaring at the other two. Jazz shrugged.

"You deserved it," she said, at the same time as James. Remus grumbled.

"Can we just go now," whined Sirius. "I'm starving, I want taffy!" His friends looked at him strangely, as his request was just a bit odd. James shook his head, but he was grinning.

"Yes, you bum, let's go, just let me go get the Cloak." The kids trooped off, Sirius whining about taffy, and James muttering about modesty. When they reached the common room door, James slid the cloak over the five, and they slipped out silently.

"Who will that be, now?" asked the Fat Lady in a shrilly tone, looking around. But all she saw, out of the corner of her eyes, was Peeves drifting down a staircase nearby. Peter slapped a hand over his mouth to stop himself from laughing.

"Where should we check first?" asked Sirius.

"The library!" declared James. His friends stared at him oddly.

"Um, James," began Remus cautiously. "I admit that this library is completely fascinating, but I doubt that they hide the kitchens in there." James rolled his eyes.

"I mean that we should go to the Restricted Section, and find book things about the makings of Hogwarts, and where the kitchens are located."

"Hmmmm," said Jazz. "Not a bad idea, James." He beamed proudly.

"Well then, what on earth are we waiting for? I need taffy!" said Sirius.

"Let's go!" Peter grinned.

A/N: OH MY GOD. I cannot believe I made you wait a month, yeah and the bad part is? Um, I can only update once a month now. Chapters are longer though. I am sorry, but I've just got so much stuff going on, and then there is school work, AND MIDDLE SCHOOL GIRL DRAMA ANGST :((( Life's really just beating me down to a pulp these days, and sometimes I wish that people would just understand THAT I AM ONLY HUMAN. I get jealous, and mad, and sometimes I honestly feel ready to explode. I've got no one to listen to me, and so many emotions bottled up inside, and trust me, that is NOT a good combination. I truly am sorry, I'll update more during spring and summer breaks, but i honestly cannot deal right now. I don't know why my parents won't get me my phone, I can pay for it and everything. It's like they don't trust me. Honestly, I'm sick of life. I wish I could just throw it all away, but I can't. And my emotions? There's nothing I can do about it.

I am honestly and truly sorry.

Have I mentioned that I hate middle school?

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Juee

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