(A/N): Hey Guys! So, I uploaded the last chapter while I was at school today, so you guys wouldn't have to wait any longer for answers. However, that threw off my whole 'don't upload first chapter until second one is done' thing.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Leo, Elaine, Shari, Nicholai and Mia.

Elaine

I woke up early the next morning, as per usual, and rolled over.

Lily was awake, but still sprawled across the other mattress on the floor of the room, identical to mine. They were just like real beds, except without frames!

"Can you hear that?" Lily whispered, and I concentrated on my hearing. Was that...music?

"What is that?" I asked, standing up, and Lily did the same. We entered the hallway, only to find the others, minus Shari, Leo and his father, who we had taken to calling Mr. Ellwood. Well, except for Sirius, who liked to call him Mr. E, saying that they went 'way back' when we asked him why.

I pointed down the stairs, to the kitchen, where the music seemed to be coming from before raising an eyebrow at the boys, who shrugged.

At once, we all moved quietly but quickly towards and down the staircase and into the kitchen, only to gawk at the sight that met us.

Leo. Dancing. While making breakfast.

"Pinch. Me." I said, and we giggled, only to have Leo spin around, almost dropping the frypan he was holding.

"Don't laugh, or I don't feed you." He commanded, pointing a finger at James and Sirius, who then had to try to reign in their laughter in order to keep their food privileges.

"Don't threaten the guests, son." Mr Ellwood remarked as he walked through the kitchen and up the stairs, Daily Prophet tucked under his arm, coffee in the other.

"Relax Blue, stress is slowly killing you." I teased, wrapping my arms around his chest, under his arms, pulling him into a tight hug before releasing him.

"Hey, that's trademark, you better watch I don't sue." Leo joked, returning to his cooking, while still dancing to the music playing through the radio on the counter.

"Nice moves." Lily said, and he rolled his eyes while flipping the pancake in the pan into the air, spinning a full circle before catching it safely.

"Impressive." Remus intoned, one eyebrow raised as we watched Leo dance around the kitchen, cooking. And it really was.

"Where'd you learn to cook?" Peter asked, always thinking of his stomach. Leo grimaced, and I tapped him on the arm with my fingers, trying to encourage him.

"Taught myself. Dad was never the best cook, so when I moved here, I had to cook for myself. You should've seen it, I couldn't reach half the things in the kitchen, let alone be trusted with them." I grinned at his back, before frowning. He never had anything simply, did he?

"Well, our stomachs definitely thank you." Sirius announced with a grin, grabbing the first plate of pancakes Leo served, also snatching the bottle of maple syrup.

"Yum, yum." Lily murmured, and I stared at her, concerned for her health. She was acting like one of those Marauder boys! Well, except for Remus.

"Remus, order up." Leo set a plate of pancakes, different from the first, in front of Remus, and I rolled my eyes.

"Chocolate pancakes!" Remus exclaimed, a look of sheer joy written onto his face. Leo held up a finger as Remus went to eat them, with his hands.

"Chocolate sauce, too." Leo explained, squeezing the light brown liquid onto Remus's already chocolate-y pancakes, and I swear, Remus went into a euphoric state.

"You spoil me." Remus whispered, sounding close to tears, before tearing into his pancakes with the fork Leo had made sure to hand him this time.

"And for the girls..." A minute later, he turned around with two tall, heart-shaped pancake stacks, with strawberry jam and whipped cream in between each layer, cinnamon and powdered sugar on top, and thinly sliced strawberry pieces on the side of the plate, with chocolate sauce drizzled over them.

"Holy. Crap." Remus said, staring at our food now that he was done with his, and we gaped at him.

"Hey, why are theirs better than ours?" Sirius asked somewhat jealously, and Leo grinned at us.

"Well, they are my favorites." Lily and I shared a look before cheering and high-fiving each other.

"Oh, don't act so smug." Sirius muttered, arms crossed over his chest, and Leo shook his head in amusement.

"We have a right. We're Leo's favourites." Lily and I flicked the collars of our nightshirts up in unison before bursting out into giggles.

"Keep on like that and you won't be for very much longer." Leo muttered, and I stared at Lily before nodding. We turned on him wearing the ultimate weapon- the puppy dog pout. The saviour of all women and girls, the puppy-dog pout was practically invincible against everything. Well, except for Leo.

"Don't you give me the puppy-dog pout, I invented that look!" Leo scolded, sounding somewhat outraged, and also like he was trying to hold back laughter. He returned with a pout of his own, and the boys oohed.

"Sorry girls, but it looks better on him." James remarked, and he and Sirius burst out laughing. Eventually, Sirius fell off his chair, onto the floor, still laughing as the rest of us joined in.

"They get better pancakes because they don't molest their food like you four do." The boys looked ashamed of themselves as Leo said this, and we just grinned at them.

"So, Leo...Quidditch...Quidditch huh? Quidditch pitch. Playing Quidditch..." James muttered like a crazy person, and we all stared at him like he was one.

"What about Quidditch?" Leo asked, perplexed, and James jumped up, pointing a finger at him.

"Play Quidditch you say? Well okay, whatever the host suggests!"James exclaimed before grabbing Sirius' arm and dragging him out into the yard quickly, leaving us staring after him, shaking our heads.

"Why do I feel like I should have expected that?" Leo asked, his eyebrows wrinkled.

"Well, it is James. You know how Quidditch obsessed he is..." Remus said, and Leo nodded before we were interrupted.

"Quidditch? Did someone say Quidditch?" Mr Ellwood asked, running in frantically, scanning the room.

"Sure dad, Sirius and James just went to play and-" He was cut off as his father ran out into the yard after them, and Leo rolled his eyes.

"He is as Quidditch-obsessed as James." I murmured, mystified, and Leo shook his head.

"Told you. Now come on, we should get out there before they break something. Especially themselves." He muttered the last bit, but we all heard him, and had to hold back laughs.

That was James and Sirius, definitely.

(A/N): So, what do you think?

I'm sorry if it seems like Leo is becoming a gary-stue, what with the whole, 'magically being able to cook' thing. I mean, he is twelve, he shouldn't be able to cook so well, right? I'm fourteen, and I can cook reasonably well, so why can't he?

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