chapter 3

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Marauder Moments

                Mr. Potter sat James and Sirius down, looking oddly grave. “Boys, I need to talk to you about something.”

                “Is everything alright dad?” James asked, worried. Even Sirius had sobered up, clenching his hands in nervous anticipation.

                “Well, the misses and I have been talking, and we’ve decided it’s time for ‘the talk.’”

                James and Sirius exchanged looks of pure horror. Oh Sweet Merlin’s left testicle, no!

                “You see boys, when a man loves a woman…”

                The two boys never spoke of what happened in that room. It was as if two hours of their lives had been completely erased. Later that night, they flooed to Remus’s house, threw themselves in his arms and sobbed, but would never tell the bewildered werewolf why. In fact, they denied that such a thing ever happened and claimed Moony was making it up to get attention. After a bribe of the chocolate persuasion, Remus agreed that yes, he had made it up, shame on him.

                Munch.

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                Peter looked up at the clouds. “..That one looks like an ice-cream cone.”

                “That one looks like Lilly,” James sighed dreamily.

                “That one’s like a sheep,” Remus pointed.

                “And that one looks like a leprechaun raping a unicorn while his half-troll brother makes his babies watch.” Sirius calmly stated.

                The other Marauders all slowly edged away from the possibly psychopathic Black.

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                Sirius hid behind the wall, watching Kingsley nervously. James prodded him forward. “Go on Pads, a bet’s a bet.”

                Mentally preparing to be crushed by Kingsley’s almighty muscles, he approached the living wall.

                “Hello Kings.”

                “Black.”

                “………”

                “You need something?”

                Sirius dropped dramatically to one knee, snatching up the larger man’s hand. “Kingsley Shacklebolt, you sexy devil, will you marry me?”

                “No.” Kingsley answered immediately and unemotionally, calmly taking back his hand and walking off.

                “YOU COULD HAVE AT LEAST THOUGHT ABOUT IT!!” Sirius yelled after him as the Marauders laughed.

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