Boot Camp.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, J.K.R DOES.

This is more of an introductory chapter.

JAMES'S POV

"Potter! Black! Lupin! Longbottom!" McGonagall barked as we left our final exam.

"Yes Minnie?" Sirius grinned.

She shot him a cold glare before looking back to the rest of us.

"You four have been selected out of the whole year to attend a specialist class next year." She said.

"What is this specialist class Professor?" Remus asked, curious.

"An offensive class, like Defence Against The Dark Arts but you are learning more advanced spells and Muggle offence and defence. You will meet at the gates at 6:30 pm on Saturdays. Do not be late."

"We won't Professor." Frank said, us nodding in agreement.

"Professor?" Remus asked after a moment of silence.

"Yes Mr Lupin?" She raised an eyebrow.

"What about Lily? She's of the same capability as us in Defence, if not better than us." He asked.

"Miss Evans has... Events to tend too." She said.

"Like what?" I asked.

"I'm sure if she wanted you to know she would have told you Potter." She said, pressing her lips into a thin line.

I averted her gaze and instead looked at the wall.

"If that is all. Goodbye." She said, walking out of the Great Hall, her shoes making soft clackings on the stone floor.

"Well, that was interesting." Sirius said, amused.

I snorted and rolled my eyes.

"Are we going to just stand here?! I need to plan our end of year prank!" Sirius whined.

"And Frank?" He added.

"Hm?"

"You didn't hear that." He said seriously before we all burst out laughing and walked out of the Hall.