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┍T┚ʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏs ғʟᴇᴡ ᴀᴡᴀʏ and the prefect from the Hogwarts Express completely disappeared from Sirius' thoughts as he buried himself in pranks, schoolwork and dates. And he especially dreaded bumping into his ex beau Marlene.

     Soon enough, it was December.

Fluffy white snow covered the grounds in inches, making it time for McGonagall to put in curfews for the students. No one was allowed to go outside in between lessons and during dinner.  Anyone who was caught, was expected to get heaps of detentions with prefects.

It was dinner time.

First years and second years alike, scrambled to the benches upon arrival, cramming as much food onto their plates as humanely possible. Sirius let out a bark-like laughter at Peter, who piled potatoes onto his plate with gusto. "What? This food isn't gonna eat itself!"

James had dragged Remus into Operation Lily and Prongs. The embarrassment that James always faced after speaking to Lily was extreme but the boy shook it off like dust on his shoulder. If anyone was persistent, it was James Potter.

The pair were both talking to Lily, who was visibly annoyed at James' obnoxious and dramatic proposal for them to go to Hogsmeade. She shook her head, loudly declaring for all to hear, "I'D RATHER MARRY A MOUNTAIN TROLL THAN EVEN SPEND FIVE MINUTES WITH YOU, POTTER. WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT THROUGH YOUR OBNOXIOUSLY LARGE HEAD, THAT I DO NOT WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU!" Everyone started laughing.

Remus dragged James back to Sirius and Peter.

"Nah, soon enough you'll be singing your future surname, Lily Marie Potter." James shouted from his struggle as Remus marched him to the other end of the Gryffindor table.

"How do you even know her middle name?" Peter asked, slightly worried for his friend's mental stability. "That's mostly disturbing and stalkerish."

"Don't ask questions, Peter." James replied, reaching over to grab a few sausages. "A little birdy told me."

"That being?" Sirius asked, taking a long sip from his goblet.

"Mary Macdonald. Of course it came at a small price." James suddenly looked nervous. "A price that i just had to pay."

"What did you do, Prongs?" Remus shook his head at the upcoming scene.

James stuttered slightly as he spoke. "I gave Mary your quidditch jumper and offered to help her go on a date with you to Hogsmeade."

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There was complete silence.

"How about I give your comfy Quidditch jumper to Florence Pugh, you backstabbing toe of a mountain troll?" Sirius leaped over the table and started tickling the boy, giving him no mercy. Remus audibly sighed and Peter gaped before returning to his food.

"Should we be helping them?" Asked Remus, furrowing his eyebrows at the site. Peter snorted at the thought.

"Two Quidditch Players verses a fat rat and a skinny teenager. Who do you thinks gonna get hurt more?" Peter took a gulp from his juice and added, "They'll stop in a minute or two." Remus nodded, sceptical at the idea.

"I SWEAR TO GOD I HAD TO, PADS! I NEEDED HER MIDDLE NAME!" James was now tomato red in the face, exhausted from the tickling. "Come on, STOP!"

Then the loud shouting came. "SIRIUS BLACK, THAT'S TEN POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR AND A DETENTION! COME AND SEE ME AFTER DINNER!" Professor McGonagall shouted from the teacher's table. She was bright red in the face, probably because of Professor Slughorn's annoying chuckles coming beside her. If there was anything that Minerva McGonagall had, it was pride and dignity. But teenagers like the Marauders made it very hard for her to preserve her dignity.

Sirius had stopped tickling James and sat back on the floor. A murderous look came onto his face as he lunged forward and punched James.

"YOU. FUCKING. GAVE. ME. A. DETENTION!" He punched the words out with every blow to James' stomach.

Remus looked back at Peter with an 'I fucking told you so' expression and jumped to intervene.

Which was probably the worst thing to do at the present moment as the werewolf unintentionally took a punch to the face from James, who'd been aiming for Sirius until the sandy blonde Prefect jumped in.

Peter let out a groan of annoyance before standing up to help, not before snagging another mince pie.

"Disgusted is the right word. Ashamed is an even better word. EMBARRASSED IS THE BEST WORD FOR IT!" McGonagall screamed at them, outside of the Hall. Noticing a second year trying to listen in from the slightly opened door, she whipped her wand, closing the door with a  s l a m !

"I quite agree with you, Professor," Sirius eloquently spoke, nursing his bruised cheek. "In fact, I am disgusted with the way in which we have handled our little arguments. I think we should just leave now with the lesson in our mind and sleep on it!"

McGonagall chuckled. It wasn't a humorous laugh.

It was a sarcastic chuckle.

"Detention. And not with me!" She put her hand on her forehead in an attempt to calm herself down. "I already have enough detentions that I need to tend. You'll be serving yours with Miss Park in Room 204."

"Um. Why do I have to get dragged into this? He was the one punching the shi-!"

"Language, MR POTTER!"

"Shit out of me! And poor Remus! He looks like he got dragged under the Hogwarts Express for fucks sake-!" McGonagall's lips pursed even further, making Peter kick James in the back of his knee in an attempt to halt him but the Head of Gryffindor was quicker.

"That. Is. It! You, Pettigrew and Lupin will be accompanying me on my detention with the Slytherins! Sirius, go to Room 204 immediately." Turning on her heel, McGonagall called  back. "Potter, Pettigrew and Lupin! Hurry up!"

Remus hurried along, not wanting to anger the professor even further but James turned to Sirius and flipped his middle finger, mouthing fuck you. Peter slapped James's forearm before tugging the Quidditch player along with him.

"POTTER!"

"Coming, Professor!" With a swift kick to Sirius' shin, Peter and James ran after Remus.

Sirius grumbled at the thought of spending a detention with Miss Park.

Who in their right mind names their child Park? He thought as he slowly walked towards Room 203.

If she's as ugly as her name, I'm gonna hex her. If she's pretty, then I'll make her swoon.

"I solemnly swear it" He whispered as he pushed through the door.

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EDITED - 21/04/19