The Marauders' Era (A Harry Potter Fanfic)

Part 6

"All good?"

"Wait! Let me check. The cloak--"

"Yup."

"--the itching powder--"

"Got 'em."

"--that transfiguring potion--"

"Here."

"--and I got the fireworks."

"Oo-hoo! All reeeeeeeeeady!"

"Wait! Who's got the map?"

"Right here!"

"Careful, you're going to rip it if you hold it like that!"

"The Disillusionment Charm, Sirius?"

"Got it all down!"

"Let's go!"

"Where's the cloak? Let's get all covered up!"

Stump.

"Ouch!"

"I told you we should put it on after we get through the portrait!"

"But then we'll be seen!"

"'Course not, Pete. Who are we? We are the Marauders, and the Marauders never get caught!"

"Actually, we do still get caught, Sirius."

"But every time we did, they were fabulous pranks!"

"Yeah, like the time you were snogging Christina Clearwater while we waited for your backup--"

"--not to mention when you sneezed right in front of Filch--"

"--and when you tried to snuggle some firewhisky--"

"--yes, they were fabulous pranks indeed."

"I know, thank you very much."

"He's being sarcastic, you stupid rabid."

"Oooh, you're so going stag tonight."

Silence.

"Haha, so funny."

"Are you gay?"

"How can you suggest such an outrageous thing, what with all those ladies who swoon at my smile??"

"Don't mind him, he's just too proud to admit it."

"I do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do!"

"Do not!"

"Shut up, you loud baboons! We'll get caught because of you!"

"Can't we whisper?"

"You were practically yelling!"

"There's no one near on the map!"

"Well, you'll probably change that, wouldn't you?"

"I, Sirius Black, sex god and most handsome bloke of Hogwarts, has mastered the art of silence and mischief at once."

"Actually, I'm the most handsome bloke, Sirius."

"No, I am!!"

"Both of you, shut up!"

Silence. Again.

"I, am the most handsome bloke in all of Hogwarts."

"You're not!"

"It's times like this when I actually understand why you're a Marauder, Remus."

"Did you just insult my intelligence, and my mischievousness?!"