Boot Camp.

The Randomness Of Lily Evans

I woke up at about eleven, put my glasses on my face, and walked downstairs in my pyjama pants to the kitchen, I knew Mum and Dad were gone, work, Sirius had probably just woken up as well and Moony was probably outside or in the lounge, reading.

As I entered the kitchen I saw Sirius, also still in his pyjamas, talking to Evans.

I walked past them, waving as I did so, and opened the fridge.

Wait a minute... EVANS?!

I turned back around and saw Sirius and Evans joking around.

I rubbed my eyes from underneath my glasses and stood there with my mouth open.

"Morning Prongs." Sirius grinned.

"Morning Padfoot. Morning Evans." I said, turning back to the fridge, taking out a carton of orange juice and taking a swig before putting it back.

"I have to drink that Prongs!" Sirius protested.

"My house." I shrugged, wiping the orange mustache away with the back of my hand.

"And mine." Sirius scowled.

"What about Remus and I?" Evans asked Sirius indignantly.

"You two should be thankful. You don't have to deal with him being unhygienic all the time and poisoning my juice." Sirius grumbled.

"I don't poison it!" I protested.

"And since when do you care about being hygienic Black?"

"Since Prongs got drunk and pissed on all my clothes and let me wear them." Sirius scowled.

"You actually did that? I thought it was just a rumor." Evans laughed.

"I was drunk!" I argued.

"What's going on in here?" Remus asked, appearing suddenly in the doorway.

"Black was just telling me the most interesting, emarrassing, things that Potter has done." Evans cackled.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to bring up that story Padfoot?" Remus sighed.

"I don't know Moony. But it's still unhygienic and fucking hilarious." Sirius grinned.

"Why does everyone have a habit of laughing at my expense?" I wondered aloud.

"Because. Black has no shame, Remus is just too easy to embarrass and I've not done anything heinous that anyone knows of." Evans grinned.

"If that's how you're going to play, I challenge you to Truth or Dare, Marauder Style!" I said dramatically.

"I accept Mr Potter, but Black and Remus have to play as well." She grinned wickedly.

"I'm in!" Sirius yelled.

"Fine." Remus grumbled.

We all sat down in a circle on the floor and I started.

"Evans, truth or dare?" I asked.

"Dare." She laughed.

"Hm... Okay, I dare you to... Throw one of Remus's books in the fire." I grinned.

"That all? You're getting soft Potter." Evans smirked, taking the book from Moony's grasp and walking into the lounge.

"Oh you don't want to get in between Remmy and his books Evans." I chortled.

"What's that supposed to mean-" But she was cut off by Remus grabbing the fire poker and pointing it dangerously at Evans's chest.

"Put. The book. Down." He growled.