A big thank you for all the lovely reviews. :) And yeah I think I will try and do all the years. Not sure if it will happen but that's the aim.

Thanks for being patient - my essay is done and has been handed in so other than my last exam I'm finished so I should be able to update often and quickly.

Big question: Now that we are coming to the end of their first year - do you want me to just continue with this story all the way or would you rather have their second year as a sequel? Let me know your thoughts.

So anyway back to the story.

Chapter 51:

Harry stood next to his father waiting in the corridor for his exam. James seemed really relaxed. Transfiguration was his best subject. The same couldn't be said for some of the other students. Several of them looked like they were about to run away crying. No one had eaten very much at the breakfast table and several stomachs rumbled uneasily. Harry looked at his dad. James was staring at something a little further down the corridor. Harry turned his head towards the direction of his father's gaze. There sat crossed legged on the floor was Lily, reading her textbook nervously. James sighed before turning back towards his friends and their conversation.

"So what sort of prank can we pull?" Peter was asking.

"It has to be big," Sirius nodded, "the last one of the year…"

James laughed, "no, not big. Huge!"

Remus was called into the classroom for his exam, "I'll see you guys in a bit."

"I wish, McGonagall would do her exams in alphabetical order, then I could be out of here." Sirius grumbled.

James ran a hand through his hair, "don't worry mate. One more after this and then we're free for the summer." For some reason, Sirius didn't look too pleased at the idea of the summer.

The boys continued talking about they're big final prank. When it was Peter's turn to do his exam, his face turned a bright green colour and he looked like he was going to throw up all over his friends. "Come on, Pete. You'll be fine." James encouraged him, pushing him towards the door of the classroom.

James sat with his back against the wall, next to Sirius. "Regulus starts next year," Sirius commented quietly. Neither boy were looking at the other, both with their eyes fixed on the wall opposite.

"Yeah. Are you excited?" James asked, unsure how to reply.

"Not sure. I've missed him but he's bound to be in Slytherin."

"You know not all Slytherins are bad," James replied quietly.

"Yeah, right. Slytherin suck. There's not a wizard that's gone bad that wasn't in Slytherin or at least that's what they say."

"Yeah, that's the rumour. Since when have you believed rumours?" James countered.

"Maybe," Sirius began, lowering his voice to a whisper, "what if he hates me for being in Gryffindor?"

"I don't know Sirius. I don't have a brother so I don't know how it feels to think you might lose him." James frowned, "but I promise that whatever happens, you will always have me and the other marauders. We'll be your brothers."

"Thanks James." Harry watched the exchange between the two twelve year old boys. He could see a tear in his godfather's eye. Harry was overwhelmed by how quickly the two boys had become so close – they were already brothers.

Soon after that James was called in for his exam. "Good day, Mr Potter. If you could simply turn this mouse into a snuff box, then you can go." Professor McGonagall said with what appeared to be a gentle smile. James quickly cast the spell and wished his professor a good day before exiting the classroom. He had barely been in the classroom two minutes. "Mr Black," James could hear McGonagall call behind him.

James made his way to the Great Hall for lunch. He soon found Remus and Peter sat together. "How did it go?" Remus asked.

"Peachy," James smiled as he piled his plate high with food. "What about you two?"

"Well, mine was good enough. Peter accidentally left whiskers."

James laughed gently, "Oh well, man. I'm sure you passed." He patted him on the back, smiling.

Soon the whole of the Gryffindor table was talking avidly about what they were going to do with their summer. The first years only had one exam left. James had been looking forward to this exam least. He hated History of Magic. Their last exam was tomorrow morning and then they would be free to enjoy their last week at Hogwarts without classes or exams. The older students still had multiple exams. Especially the N.E.W.T students. They wouldn't be finished until the day before the train left for Kings Cross.

"Do you want to spend this afternoon studying down by the lake?" James asked.

"Sure," the boys agreed. After they had eaten their lunches, the four best friends made their way down to the lake. It was a beautiful, warm day. The boys quickly got out their notes and began quizzing each other on the invention of self-stirring cauldrons. James looked up briefly, looking around after they had been there for just over an hour. His eye caught a glimmer of something red on the other side of the lake. He quickly realised that Lily Evans was studying with Severus Snape.

"I really don't know why she's friends with him," James commented aloud.

"What are you on about James," the boys asked, not having noticed that Lily was across the lake.

"Evans and Snivellus."

"Ah," Remus replied.

"Erm, dunno," Peter answered.

"No idea. He's such a grease ball. Maybe she's into that sort of thing. You know; never been washed, in desperate need for a shower." Sirius laughed.

"Maybe," James replied, watching Lily and Snape. "I hate him."

"We know," Remus nodded.

"Me too," Sirius frowned, "I know, we should prank him…"

"Now that's a great idea!" James smiled. "How about we give him a bath?"

Peter began clapping his hands excitedly. James pulled out his wand and cast a spell on the lake; the water began to swirl and flew out of the lake and landed right of Snape's head. James stifled a laugh and returned to his work.

Several hours later the boys made their way into the common room. Lily was sat at a table by the stairs to the boys' dorm room. They made their way passed her, "real mature Potter."

"What are you on about, Evans?" James asked, faking innocence.

"Your little prank by the lake," Lily spat out.

"Oh that. We just couldn't stand the stench any longer," James said before making his way up the stairs.

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