The Four Marauders

Too Good to Loose

Belle could barely make out a thing from behind Sirius as every time she tried to lean out from behind him, the broom would jut to that side which jeopardized both their balances.

"Duck!" Sirius ordered. Suddenly they went upside down then sideways...no that can't be right...was it diagonal? Horizontal? A branch from a tree flew over them. Belle felt nauseous and disorientated once they had regained upright balance once again; not a good combination. She threatened Sirius that she may throw up at any moment but still he wouldn't stop or even slow down.

Belle couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Where are you going?!"

"Isn't it obvious?" Belle opened her mouth to object but a rouge branch went and hit her forehead. Sirius heard Belle's groans and had to chuckle quietly to himself.

"You okay back there?"

"No!"

Sirius decided it would be best to change the subject. "Aren't you surprised how well I can fly?"

"Just concentrate on getting us there in one piece will you?" Belle grumbled. "Nothing ever goes right in your company..." She added on dejectedly.

"Hey I heard that!" Sirius did another loop in the air as Belle's punishment. "Nothing can go wrong today Belle! I feel-" Sirius racked his brains for an impressively long word that Remus might have mentioned once or twice. "-elated!"

However, Sirius did not know that that feeling would not last for much longer.

*

Remus had his head resting on an open book and was facing the window. He never felt so bored in his whole life in a library. He had been studying for a while now and it was starting to take it's toll on him.

Once his heavy eye-lids fell closed but there was something present in his mind that restricted him from relaxing.

He finally shook his head and sat up groggily, a recently scribbled note stuck to his cheek. He let out air in relief as he realised the time, looking up at the clock above the doorway to the library. There was still time to study he thought grimly.

"Lupin? Remus Lupin!"

A little boy, perhaps in second year ran up to the desk Remus was at. His cheeks were flushed and had uncontrollable curls bouncing from his head even as he stood still.

"Ye-?"

"We need your help! We asked James Potter but he told us that he was busy making history. He said that you could help us instead!" The little boy was certainly enthusiastic.

"We? Us? Help?" The cogs in Remus' head started turning as he stood up, gathering up his things.

"Yeah! Its for a...school...thing..." The boy hesitated.

"As in its undeniably not for a school thing right?"

The boy nodded frantically.

"Okay," Remus smiled after giving a short sigh. "What do you need me for then?"

Suddenly a dozen heads appeared from behind the library door, peering in curiously. The little boy turned and laughed. "Told you he'd agree!"

"Quiet!" Madame Rostra chastised, waking up from her nap.

*

"Jeez! What was that?" Belle cried out as something whizzed past them.

"Dunno, a bird?"

"A bird does not go more than 200 miles per hour!"

"Well I'm sorry not all of us can be as well educated on birds as you are."