A/N: I own nothing it all belongs to the ineffable J K Rowling. I know this is a short chapter but I thought it was worth seeing what the Marauders get up to and also what the world is like form James' point of view. Thank you again for the support and taking the time to read my story.

A WEEK BEFORE OWLS

JAMES' P.O.V

"I don't know what Moony's playing at…" I say grumpily.

Moony and Evans have been spending a lot of time together as of late, much more time than I like.

"Aw come on mate, Moony wouldn't do anything."

"Yeah, I know but still…"

Moony walking with Evans, Moony holding the door for Evans, Moony helping Evans study. All the things I should be doing.

"Hey, did you see Longbottom and Prewitt kissing?" Padfoot says, suddenly.

"No,"

"Well they were and passionately." Padfoot turns to look our across the grass, spotting some girls across the grass probably.

"Hey Prongs, do you remember Evans and Snivellus kissing in Third Year?"

I glower at him.

"Yes."

"Come on, Prongs. Cheer up. I bet I can get Marlene Lightwood to kiss me."

"Two galleons and you're on," I grin because this is the easiest money I've ever made.

I sit back, watching Wormtail pour over his shabby Transfiguration notes. I see Moony and Evans walking our way.

"Hey, Prongs." Moony sits next to me.

"I'm going to find Mar and Alice, see you later?"

"Sure, Lily."

I stare at him, pointedly.

"What? Oh come on, Prongs! She's only my friend."

"Seems cuddly."

"Cuddly? You're ridiculous. Now test me on Defence Against the Dark Arts."

"Why do you even need to study?"

"Not everybody can breeze though exams like you and Padfoot do."

"Merlin's beard, Moony. You're bright; it's Wormtail I'm worried about. He hasn't got a single working cell in his brain."

Moony snorts.

"Where's Padfoot?"

"He and I have a bet. Two galleons that he can't get Marlene Lightwood to kiss him."

"Poor Padfoot, she'll murder him."

Padfoot stumbles over to us with a black eye. I smirk at him and he hands over two galleons.

"She punched me."

"You don't say," Moony bites back a laugh.

"All I said was: 'You're looking hot, want to exchange bodily fluids?' and she punched me. Can you believe it?"

"Yes, seeing as you said that, I can definitely believe it." Moony doesn't hold back his laugh this time.

"I'm bored," Padfoot whines.

"You only got punched a minute ago," Moony says amusedly.

"Yeah, can't we find Snivellus? Or Malfoy? Or Avery?"

"Not Snivelly," Moony and I say together.

"Why not?"

"Evans," I say.

"Since when did you do what Evans said?"

"Fine, let's find Avery or some pathetic First year and hex them into oblivion."

I get up and Padfoot follows, Moony looks very uncertain but Wormtail scurries quickly after us.

"What's wrong, Moony?" Padfoot asks incredulously.

"I'm a Prefect."

"So? Make sure we don't get reported."

Padfoot carries on walking and Moony follows reluctantly. He's never liked unprovoked attacks. Evans appears around the corner, I run my hand through my hair.

"Evans."

"Potter," she brushes me aside. "Remus, I'm going to check the new schedule with Professor Dumbledore. Are you coming?"

"Erm, I'm sort of busy now, Lily."

"Doing what?" she eyes me and Padfoot suspiciously. "What did you do to your eye?"

"Marlene," he mumbles.

"So that's what Mar meant when she said she's punched a big-headed wombat. I assumed she meant Potter."

"Hey!" I say indignantly.

She pretends not to notice.

"Anyway, I need to get going –" a boy pushes into her, sending her flying. Luckily, with my Quidditch reflexes, I catch her.

"I've got you," I say. She gets to her feet and pushes me away.

"I don't need your help," she sneers at me.

"Oh really? If you go on a date with me, I'll stop helping you."

"I'd rather snog Wormtail than go on a date with you. No offence," she adds, turning to Wormtail.

"None taken," he says.

"Bye, Evans."

"Bye, Potter."

Padfoot and I watch her go.

"She looks good," Padfoot notes.

"She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen."

"Stop that you two," Moony says.

"Stop what?"

"That. It's like you're undressing her with your eyes."

"Oh," I say and avert my gaze to Melanie Clearwater.

"You disgust me," Moony crinkles his nose.

"What?"

"One minute you're lusting after Evans, the next you're drooling over Melanie Clearwater."

"Well, if Evans isn't going to snog me…."

"She'll never do that, she hates you," Padfoot states.

"She will."

"Yeah, I think you have some competition there, Prongs," Moony points to where Evans is standing with Snivellus. She is laughing at something he said.

"I can't take much more of him. Why is Evans friends with him anyway?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because of him charm, oh wait no, he doesn't have any. What else could it be?" Padfoot fakes a thoughtful expression.

"Excessively good looks?" Moony jokes.

"Intelligence?" Padfoot sniggers.

"His popularity?"

We collapse into laughter.

"No, seriously, I hate Snivellus."

"Who doesn't?" Padfoot looks again to the crowd of girls.

"I don't know. Shall we get to work on the map again?" I say.

"Yeah, I learnt a new secrecy charm," Moony says.

"Really?"

"Yeah, the teacher's pet went into the Restricted Section with me to find it, it allows only certain people to read it. How about we leave it around for Snivelly to see and when he tries to read it, it'll say something hilarious?" Padfoot asks.

"Like: Mr Moony presents his compliments to Snivellus, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business." Moony says.

"Mr Prongs agrees with Mr Moony, and would like to add that Snape is an ugly git." I say.

"Mr Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever survived his childhood." Padfoot sniggers.

"Mr Wormtail bids Snivelly a good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slime ball." Wormtail says.

We stare at him in astonishment.

"You came up with your own idea!" Moony's mouth drops open.

"Yeah, I did. Not so much of a brain-dead idiot now," Wormtail says proudly.