A Literal Scrapbook

by Claire Whitmore

A scrapbook is messy, it's full of everything, an essence of what was. It has the smiles, the sadness and the moments when you laugh for no good reason and just want to be with someone loved. This is the Marauder's scrapbook, literally. It's a big bundle of warm fuzzy blankets, cheap wine and the comic section of the paper on a rainy day, just in the form of drabbles. R/S and J/L

26. Fat Bottomed Girls

"We get it already, Sirius!" Whined James.

"I don't think you do-" Started Sirius, before having Remus's hand pressed against his mouth, silencing him.

"We know that fat bottomed girls make the rocking World go 'round." Sighed Remus. "You don't have to sing it, especially whist in Transfiguration and pointing at McGonagall."

"Or Lily." Added James defensively.

"Likewise to Mary, Marlene, Alice or me." Finished Peter.