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85. Snappish The boys sat around near the Whomping Willow, James was playing with that bloody snitch, Remus was being moody, nose in a book, and Sirius and Peter were playing a game of Exploding Snap. Remus was getting closer to that time of the month and the others were bothering him… He felt bad that he felt that way, but it was rough enough without their incessant chatter. James let the snitch float close to Remus and then dove for it, knocking Remus over. “OI! Watch out!” Remus shouted “A bit snappish aren’t you?” James said with a smirk. Sirius snickered. |
41. Thestrals Remus felt like crying the first time he realized he could see the skeletal beasts; he had seen death too many times to count, but only in his werewolf form. His fears were confirmed after coming to see the carriages pulled by the beasts. The others thought it was awesome that he could see them… but Remus knew the horror behind it. Sirius was out on a mission for the Order when he happened across the scary sight he had ever beheld, the same winged beast that Remus could see. The war was in full effect. There was more death ahead. |
12. Charms Professor Flitwick was teaching them wand movements for a Charm called… well, it was called something. Sirius couldn’t remember, he never paid attention. James and he were too busy trying to woo the ladies with their jokes and games to care what Flitwick said. Remus was clearly getting impatient with his two best friend’s antics as he shot them an icy glare and held his finger to his lips in a shushing gesture. James and Sirius laughed at this. “Mr. Potter, do you care to demonstrate Wingardium Leviosa” Flitwick asked, an edge to his voice. “What?” James sputtered, confused. Drat! |
84. Angry Sirius seethed in the corner of the common room, occasionally throwing glances at Wormtail that would have caused his death, if such a thing were possible. He sat clenching and unclenching his fists. Plopping down in a seat opposite his best mate James said, “Hey mate what’s got you in a mood?” All Sirius did was grunt and nod his head in Peter’s direction. Sighing James said, “Look… he means well, Padfoot… He’s just a bit slow I reckon.” Turning to glare at James he said, “I don’t trust him… something’s not right with him” Your intuition was correct, Sirius. |
65. Ooze Sirius cackled loudly and doubled over holding his side at the sight of Peter. Remus and James had been trying to help him improve his dueling skills. They were still 5th years so they were going for harmless spells and whatnot. After Peter hit Remus with a stunner James was not impressed and fired a well aimed conjunctivitis curse directly at his face and then shouted, “Engorgio!” while aiming his wand at the boy’s feet. In a manner of moments Wormtail’s feet were the size of a troll’s and his eye oozed gunk. His boots burst and he ran off crying. |
32. Common Room James and Sirius came rushing through the corridors to Professor McGonagall’s office. They laughed gleefully until they reached the door. James looked to Sirius and said, “Okay mate, time for your game face.” Sirius nodded. James nodded and they both started beating on her door, screeching for her to come to the common room quickly there was a cursed fire ruining everything in the tower. Minerva came rushing through looking rather frightened. Upon entering the common room she was hit with loads of confetti and the Marauders behind her snickered and shouted, “APRIL FOOLS!!” “DETENTION MR. POTTER AND MR. BLACK!” |
90. Present Peter shifted uncomfortably as he watched Remus and the others get closer down their pile of gifts to the ones that he had gotten for them. Christmas was typically dismal for Wormtail. No one aside from his fellow Marauders really gave him anything so he tried his hardest to come up with the PERFECT gifts for them. Remus got quills and ink, James new quidditch goggles. Turning to glare at Peter, gift in hand he said, “Really, mate… a mirror. A bloody mirror is what I get?” “Well you do like to look at yourself, mate,” James said through guffaws. |
81. Depression The whole place looked darker due to Remus’ mood. The world seemed to have lost a bit of its light, indeed. James looked fretfully at his friend. “Moony, what is it, mate? What is wrong?” James asked tentatively. Remus shifted uncomfortably in his seat, remaining silent. Sirius, as unaffected by things as ever, said, “I bet it’s over that bloody girl… what is her name, Moony?” If looks could kill Sirius would have been reduced to ash right there. “If you were the one being ousted from the world you would be upset to!” Remus shouted his voice full of emotion. |
73. Warn Remus sat watching the others continue to pester Severus, he watched while his Prefect badge shone in the sun… He had a smirk on his face as Lily arrived and warned the boys to stop messing with him. Having seen her handy wandwork he knew it was a good idea they listen. “Potter! Leave him be!” she shouted heatedly Sirius roared with laughter and mocked her. Lily turned her sights on him and suddenly his laughter subsided and he grabbed at his throat and silently shouted with rage. “Potter… I am warning you!” she said James dropped the greasy git. |
19. Wand Eleven year old Sirius Black waltzed into Ollivander’s with his head held high and an air of… well trouble about him. Approaching the counter he cleared his throat and said, “Hey. I am here for my first wand.” Rude little thing he was. Mr. Ollivander turned from his work and looked down at the boy. Without a word he left for the back of the room and came back with a box. “I think it is the one for you. 13” Birch, Dragon Heartstring, very sturdy" Sirius picked up it up and instantly he knew. Dragon Heartstring, manly yet tender. |
22. Kneazle Remus loped down Diagon Alley wondering what he could get Sirius to help cheer him up… nothing was coming to mind until he approached the Magical Menagerie. A small smile stretched across his lips as he entered the shop and began to look around. He could get a kneazle kitten for Padfoot to chase… or a kneazle pup for him to play with. Decisions, decisions. Knowing exactly what he needed, Remus scooped up a few items and paid quickly, eager to return to Grimmauld Place to give his gifts to Sirius. “A CHEW TOY? YOU BOUGHT ME CHEW TOYS?!” Sirius bellowed. |
69. Slap Graphic by mathi James was once again trying to get the attention of one Lily Evans. *sigh*. This time he was telling jokes (not particularly appropriate jokes) and she looked to be appalled at the sound of such foul things. Finally, having heard about enough she reared her hand back and THWACK, slapped him right across the cheek. “Hey, Erin,” she called out loudly. Ummm… yeah? “Can’t you just get us to the part where he stops being such a git? I am not sure I can take much more of this.” Uh… I’ll try… but this is James we are talking about. |
63. Mooch Mundungus Fletcher slunk through the door of Grimmauld with the familiar stink of booze and stale smoke emanating from him. His eyes bloodshot, his hands deep in his pockets he started slightly at the sight of Mad Eye in the kitchen as he entered. Moody began to tell the plan that Dung had concocted for Harry’s escape and Dung tried to creep out the way he had come in. The entire lot of the volunteers were there getting their orders, acting like heroes, but Dung wanted no part. “Get back in here you lousy mooch. Your idea, you participate!” DAMN. |
96. Socks Mrs. Figg sat on her sofa knitting a pair of wool socks for Albus when she heard the owl swooping down her chimney. Immediately she sat up straighter and threw aside her knitting. The owl came through and landed beside her holding out his leg and hooting irritably. With fumbling fingers Figgy finally untied the letter and the owl took off. The letter was from Sirius… he wanted to know if he could come to her home as Snuffles possibly. Harry she thought. Sorry Sirius… Albus says no. Sirius was so angry he threw the note directly into the fire. |
17. Cauldron Celestina Warbeck was NOT what Remus wanted to listen to, think about, or suffer through… but for Molly he would oblige. He gathered around the table in the Weasley’s kitchen and took in the scene. Fleur and Bill were looking cozy but Remus felt a pang of jealousy when he saw them, not that he wanted Fleur… he just wanted someone to love. Running a hand through his graying hair he sighed miserably. He wanted a moment to speak with Harry but it wasn’t possible. He wanted his best friend back but that wasn’t happening either. Christmas was dismal this year. |
87. Plaid James and Sirius were doubled over laughing, tears streaming their faces. Remus shot them a scathing look and leaned back over the red faced Peter huddled in the floor with his hands over his bum. “You should have seen the look on your face, Wormtail! It was priceless!” Sirius roared. That was all it took. James literally fell over laughing. Remus helped Peter up and stood behind him to try and shield the poor boy. There was a HUGE ragged tear down the back of his pants revealing plaid underwear. Peter shook with embarrassment and rage. “You will regret this all one day!” |
55. Egg On James held his wand lazily, pointed directly at Snivellus’ nose. “I wouldn’t do it mate, I can make that beak of yours uglier than it is now if you take one more step,” he said in a steady voice, the smile evident. Snape sneered at the other boy but stood his ground. Sirius had his wand out but pointed at the ground. He stepped forward and said, “James, I think he needs some feathers to match the beak.” Finally Remus had had enough. “Sirius do not encourage him or egg him on,” Remus sighed. “Don’t try to help me, wolf” To be continued.... |
80. Author's Choice- New Beginnings Thanks to Ameh for the graphic!! Remus and Sirius sat watching the sun dip below the trees. They were both very still and very quiet, lost in thought. They had both been given a chance to know the child that they fought so hard to protect and both loved him like their own flesh and blood. It was Remus who broke the silence at long last, “Do you think this is our chance to begin anew, Sirius? Or are we fooling ourselves?” Sirius thought on this for a long stretch of moments before releasing a breath. “I think this is an opportunity to love Harry” |
29. Pensieve Conclusion of Egg On Remus pulled himself out of the Pensieve and sighed. Were they really THAT terrible at school? He sometimes tries to fool himself into believing that they weren’t, but that memory proved him wrong. Looking at Sirius he said, “Sometimes I wonder how you two lived with yourselves being so mean to Severus.” A tiny smile crept across his lips for he knew Sirius would react badly. Sirius scoffed and replied, “Snivellus earned every bad thing we did to him. He was a bloody menace, he was.” Running a hand through his hair he smirked. The Marauders lived for that stuff. |
71. Untie Mini Challenge :: HALLOWEEN Sirius smirked at his reflection as he smoothed down the front of his tunic. There was nothing swoonier than a Spartan soldier. He posed once more before going to join the others in the common room. He smirked when he saw Remus was not in costume. “Remus, what are you going as, mate? A werewolf perhaps?” Sirius barked. Remus shot him a dirty look and then drooped his head. It was too near the full moon for him to partake in the festivities. James patted him on the shoulder. “I will bring back chocolate.” Remus’ eyes lit up a bit. |
16. Dragonhide Gloves James looked like something out of a bad Muggle horror film when he came waddling down the stairs. Dragonhide gloves, protective smock, goggles, bubble head charm, and lastly…a hairnet. It was totally unnecessary, but there was no stopping him. Taking one last deep breath he approached the changing table and eyed the little black haired boy lying there, tears streaking his face. Very reluctantly James began to change the dirty diaper. After much gagging, fumbling, and just sheer… idiocy the task was done. “James, mate, that was ridiculous. Even I could have changed him properly,” Sirius snorted. “Nice to know!” |
86. Daring Daring, dashing, flashy… Sirius stood in front of the mirror and turned this way and that thinking over and over the list of adjectives in his head. Remus, watching from the opposite side of the dorm, gave a small snort and shook his head in disgust. “What is it, Moony? Got something to say?” Sirius barked at him. Silly Remus, he didn’t recognize the awesome that was Sirius Black. Obviously. “Watching you parade in front of that mirror all day is giving me a migraine,” he muttered. With a flick of his wrist Sirius chunked the brush at his head. |
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