The Marauders Take Notes

OY! Lover-boy!

What, Sirius?

Don't "what, Sirius?" me, Jamesie-poo.

What are you talking about?

Oh come on, James, you know exactly what I'm talking about.

No, I'm pretty sure I don't.

Fine, I'll give you a hint: KISSY, KISSY!

Huh....?

Okay, well when you went to breakfast early today, I was jumping around on everyone's bed, and I found something in yours.

You didn't hurt Mr. Teddy Stuffikins, did you? Cuz if you did....

No, it wasn't your stupid bear. I found a BRA, Prongs!!!! A pink, frilly bra!

Er...it must've been Peter's.

Peter's bras aren't pink and frilly, James. He doesn't wear pink.

How do you know? Do you snoop around in his lingerie?

Yes.

WHY???

And I can tell you that he doesn't have pink bras.

So what are you saying?

What do you think I'm saying?

I think you've been drinking again.

Admit it. You had a lot of fun with Lily last night.

Yeah you've definitely been drinking.

Nuh-uh, I'm psychic.

You're psycho. And even if I did do anything last night (which I DIDN'T), you'd hear it, wouldn't you?

Why don't we bring in the expert? MOONY!

What?

Sirius claims that I super-snogged Lily last night.

Oh he told you about the bra.

Yeah.

Well James, the odds aren't exactly in your favor...

What he means is FESS UP, CHILD! I can see right through you! I know what you're up to...you naughty, naughty boy....

Sirius, cut the crap, mate. You'll find that if you really think about it, Lily Evans isn't about to sneak up into the boys' dormitory and...you know.

Oh and did I mention that I found a purple scrunchie in one of the showers yesterday?

You DID?

Yeah...James would you like to explain that as well?

No, you're jumping to all the wrong conclusions, guys.

Well apparently, that's not the only thing that's been jumpy lately, has it?

Ouch. Nice one, Sirius.

That scrunchie could have been anyone's. Moaning Myrtle probably left it in there for the love of Pete!

Pete? Who's Pete? Someone we should know about? Huh? Huh? HUH?

It's an expression.

Oh and I'm sure Moaning Myrtle left her bra in your bed as well?

I dunno, maybe she did.

James, you do know that's highly unlikely...

James just probably wanted to find out why she's called MOANING Myrtle, eh? Haaa....

No. Way.

Whoa, Prongs, not only are you making all the mortal girls swoon over you, you've gone to work your "magic" with the ghosts, now, haven't you?

So mortals aren't good enough for you, then? Humph. You're so cheap.

Yeah, he's right, and believe me, I know cheap.

Moony? What's Sirius been feeding you? First Lily and now Moaning Myrtle? Okay well don't be surprised if you wake up one morning as frogs, I'm warning you now.

Speaking of which, who wants to turn Snape's books into toads again today? That was a hoot last time. He jumped so high when he found out he was holding a giant, wet toad in his arm. It was priceless.

Yeah...well I better get back to note taking. I've already wasted enough time on you lot.

Note taking? On what? You understand this monotonous thing of a teacher?

Yes, and if you'll excuse me, I have to catch up before I fall behind.

I don't even know what Binns is getting at. Something about the Vampire Revolt of 1200 something blah, blah, blah....

Is it gonna be on the exams?

Most likely.

Damn.

Oh well.

Good day.

I love how this guy departs..."Good day...and with a last flourish of my quill I shall depart from your unworthy presence...."

Haha, yeah really. Right...so...you bored?

Yep. That's usually the case in here, isn't it?

Good point. Wanna play a game?

Sure. What game?

Let's throw parchment at Binns.

Ten points for the head and five for anything else.

You're on! I'll keep score.

James- 5, 10, 5, 5, 10, 10, 5, 5, 5, 10

Sirius- 10, 5, 5, 5, 5, 10, 5, 10, 10, 5

Tie. You're losing your touch.

Yeah I'm way out of practice. Oh, I've been meaning to ask you something.

Shoot.

Whatever happened to the notes we were passing last time? You kept them, didn't you?

Oh...the ones regarding a certain Lily Evans?

Yeah. D'you still have them? I've been meaning to burn them one day.

Er...not exactly....

Where are they, Sirius??

Uh...

Sirius....

The truth is...I have no idea....

SIRIUS!!!

I swear! Okay maybe I have a slight idea....

What did you do with them?

The question isn't what I did with them...it's more of what Lily did with them...

Go on.

Well, I was walking out of Potions yesterday, and I seemed to have misplaced my quill, so I turned over my pockets and the note fell out.

And??

Lily...well she sort of...you know, grabbed it.... I tried to get it back, but she asked me what it was and I said it was nothing and she asked me why it said "Lily Evans" on it and she got me. I think she's on to us.

What happened to the note, Sirius?

Oh...yeah...she kind of took it....

WHAT?!?!?

I'm sure it's no big deal...I mean, she probably didn't even read it.

Of course she read it! Oh, no...there were a few details in that note I'm not sure she'll be too happy about.... Nice going, genius.

Sorry! Want me to take your mind off it?

Yes, PLEASE do. I wonder what she thinks of me now...she probably assumes I'm a big, perverted jerk. Great. Just great.

Yeah she probably does. Anyway, This'll cheer you up.

I LOVE IT WHEN YOU THROW YOUR SHOE AT SNAPE'S HEAD!

See? I knew it would lift you into good spirits!

HE IS THE BIGGEST, STUPIDEST GIT EVER! He doesn't even know who threw it! But why a shoe?

Well I had a good chance with the shoe. If the shoe itself didn't knock him out, the smell would. And that remarkable amount of grease on his head's gonna shine it up for me. Thank you, you snotfaced moron!

WHOA did you see that? He tried to throw it back! I swear he has the worst aim out of anyone I've ever seen in my entire life.

That's not exactly true, Prongs. I have the reflexes of a cat. Fear me! HIYA!

What was the shoe thing all about?

Sirius was trying to cheer me up.

Oh, and it worked out quite well, I see. This guy has the worst aim in the history of magic.

No! I'm telling you! I have fast reflexes!

Yeah, right.

Why don't you guys believe me?

Because you're stupid.

Gee, thanks.

What James is saying is...well you're really brilliant and everything, but you can have your "moments."

My favorite is from first year when the sorting had was put on your head and it covered your eyes. Remember? And then you screamed, "I'M BLIND, I'M BLIND!"

Oh, yeah.

A classic moment.

Don't worry; I'm sure everyone forgot about it by now.

Yeah. It was, what, six years ago?

Seven years ago.

Right. That was my second guess.

So I'll meet you guys in the Great Hall, then? I have to go get my Defense Against the Dark Arts book.

Oh come on. You've probably already read it like fifty times.

No I haven't.

Okay, forty nine times.

Anyway, don't wait up if I'm late.

Yeah, same with me.

Why?

Well, I just wanted to talk to Lily for a moment, that's all.

Okay. See you at lunch.

Oooh! Lily, eh? Look at meeee! I'm Lily! C'mere, James! Give us a nice kissy-poo!

Shut up.

Shut up.

Heh, heh.

Oh, great! Class is almost over and I haven't finished taking notes! I'll talk to you guys later.

He's probably read about this a million times as well. What's the point?

True. Well, I'll see you at lunch.

Okay. Have fun...of course I don't have to tell you that...you probably will anyway....

~*~End of Class~*~