Moony wasn't out of the Hospital Wing till the Christmas Break ended as well as the New Year festivities (to which none of us actually contributed that much only except Marlene) and the whole school was full to the brim with students. I had been down to visit him only once because he wasn't too keen to talk to me so I figured that I might just leave him to sort things out himself. 

Sirius had been truly deeply genuinely sorry about hinting it off to Snape to go down the Willow. Well... He did look like he was sorry so I guess... That whole night Sirius hadn't turned up in the dorm and only came about when it was near dawn. He was hurt and his ankle was badly twisted. 

That was the first time I didn't see Sirius making a big fuss out of it because usually even when he has a minor influenza he keeps fussing about it as if he has caught a deadly disease and yet now he kept painstakingly silent; very unlike Padfoot, I mean. He apologized to me too for being stupid even though he was still adamant on the point that Snape deserved it. 

Anyhow it was quite lucky that James turned up in the Willow soon as he heard of Sirius's instinctive act or else both me and Snape would have been pretty much unrecognizable by now (and please I do not feel sorry for Snape but I do feel sorry for Moony since he wold have to live up with the guilt burdening his shoulders) and Moony would have been blaming himself for the rest of his life. Not that he's not doing it now; he is still blaming himself. 

The scene that happened right after Moony gained consciousness the day after all that Snape down the Willow thingy was horrifying. Moony was practically yelling down at Padfoot and trust me when he loses his temper he really loses it. I had honestly never seen anyone that frighteningly angry before. 

And then afterwards for a whole week, Moony went about pretending as if Sirius didn't exist. Luckily, it had all stopped when Wormtail (fed up with all that not talking to each other stuff) stood up to them both and told them firmly to stop it. And well of course all that has happened can't be changed by staying angry and avoiding others. 

***

I was passing the corridors (under Prongs's cloak of course) to join the Charms class when I noticed Moony standing alone in an empty classroom. The door was slightly ajar as I peeked through. He had his head pressed on to the wall as if frustrated or deeply depressed. 

I glanced at the wrist watch I had borrowed from Marlene; Charms will have to wait for now I guess. Silently I stepped into the classroom and making sure that no one was coming that way, I slipped off the cloak. 

Moony has exceptionally quick senses and sensing the slight movement behind him he turned immediately. I observed how his face turned pallid at seeing me. 

Chances of escaping are not in your favour today, Moons, because actually I am blocking the only entrance and exit to the classroom. 

We stood silent for a while. 

"Morning," I greeted cheerfully. 

"Uh... Hi," he mumbled. 

Some try at starting a conversation. He looked extremely exhausted with dark shadows under his eyes and his usually thin frame seemed even weaker than before. Moony clearly did not deserve this torture, he was so nice and kind and yet the lycanthropy hung over him in the form a giant unable to get rid of burden. 

He was looking at literally everything in the room except me as if refusing to make eye contact and tell you what that kind of freaks me out. Like when I am talking to someone I want them to focus instead of trying to distract themselves by random objects. Alright that's enough; I think I'll have to get straightforward on that. 

"Why are you avoiding me?" I asked. 

He looked at me for a second then dropped his eyes down, "I... I'm not avoiding you. Definitely not." 

Oh really? 

"Moony, is there any problem?" I resumed, "have I turned slightly boring or uncomfortable to be around or slightly...uh...how do I put it, yeah, slightly insane because if that's the case you can be totally honest with me." 

He stared for a while in either shock or surprise (big improvement; at least now he's not observing the blank walls), "what do you mean?" 

I elaborated, "I mean that there must be a reason why you are practically running away from me. You're never in the common room, you're attending way too much lessons, the rest of the times you're in the library and you never even have the time for a little conversation. I mean not much time has passed and yet you look like you're having one of your NEWTs exams in the evening." 

He remarked, "well then, why are you not running away from me?" 

Oh come on. 

"And why should I be doing that?" I asked or rather stated. 

Silence again. To be honest, the only fact that I can deduce from his expressions is that either he is considering whether I've lost my memory or that I'm practically off my rockers. 

I shrugged, "I haven't asked you to the Ball yet, Moony, so I see no reason for you to act so baffled." 

He sighed wearily, "you do not understand." 

He made me sit down in one of the desks and stood in front of me as if he was going to give me a lecture or something (that's what Percy does most of the times when I don't get his point), "Kat, I'm a werewolf, you get it?" 

Yeah I get it, I could even spell it out right now; W-E-R-E... 

"Is that not reason enough for you to run away from me? I'm a threat, a monster, I don't have any control over myself when I transform... You already witnessed that." 

I rolled my eyes because he's typically blaming himself and I don't think I like that, "alright, you have had enough of this self-blaming thing and now I request you to kindly shut up. And listen carefully to what I have got to say. You're saying all these horrible things about yourself because clearly that's the general opinion about werewolves. But not all people think the same." 

He spoke, "so what? The truth still is that I was about to hurt you that night, I could have killed you, Kat. And yet... And yet you're behaving as if nothing happened? Padfoot's right; you're unbelievable." 

Uh well... Appreciate the compliment though. 

"It was not your fault," I stated, "I was stupid enough to try and get Snivellus mind his own business. I mean its literally no concern of mine if he decides to poke his nose down the Willow on a full moon. And its not your fault because you did not give him an invitation and like you said before you do not have any control over yourself when you transform so how could I possibly blame you for that?" 

He shook his head, "but still... If something happened to you...or Snape...or anyone, I would never be able to live with that. Especially you, because... Because you're like a sister I've never had and if you suffered due to me it would have been..." 

I'm touched really. But I interrupted him, "but nothing happened, see? I'm perfectly alright, Snape's fine too (even though I might regret it afterwards) and nobody is suffering due to you. Moony, its the inside what really counts. It doesn't matter if you're a werewolf because in reality you are this kind and soft natured person who cares a lot about others. Take me for instance, we hardly knew each other, I mean you don't even know my real name and vice versa yet you have always been there for me like a sincere friend." 

He mumbled, "I don't know." 

I stood up and faced him, "well you should know. You never complain whenever I steal your chocolates (and that's like...it happens nearly everyday), you never complained when I literally slept on you and nearly gave you a heart attack during one of my night terrors, you never tell me off whenever I ask possibly stupid questions (or annoy you or pull pranks on you or forget to return the books I borrow from you) and you literally listen to my nonsense rambling even if it goes on for hours. See, you've always been there for me. You've always helped me out. How can I practically be scared of this person who is so much like an everyday problem solver?" 

He looked up finally, "but Kat... You should understand..." 

Oh come off it. "I do understand," I replied, "I understand everything which I'm supposed to. All the rest of the things which I don't understand yet are not necessary." 

He sighed, "that night I..." 

Oh please Moony stop it. 

"That night I learnt possibly the most essential lessons of my life," I remarked. He was surprised and I had expected that. "No really, let me tell you: A) Never poke your nose where it isn't invited. B) Some people are literally not worth saving. C) And some people exist who might not seem what they really are but in reality they are the kindest souls on earth. Practically like no matter how rough or scary the outside is, it is always the inside that counts. You'll always be Moony to me, not a werewolf who tried to hurt me but a really sweet person who is strong enough to struggle within his own problems yet never lets it cloud the surface." 

Moony was speechless. Well so was I; I had never been this philosophical my entire life (the only philosophical fit I recall was me trying to give Percy some dating advice which was evidently horrible). 

He spoke after a long pause, "that's really... nice of you." 

Always the civil and polite young gentleman. I hugged him and it took him by surprise but hey he should have gotten used to it by now (turns out that I am very instinctive and he knows that), "next time you ever try to avoid me, I'll literally throw you in the Lake to be the Giant Squid's dinner and not feel even remotely sorry for that." 

The last remark made him smile, "I'd gladly endure that." 

When we pulled apart I shoved his timetable under his nose, "look, it's a free period. And you're coming to the kitchens with me. There couldn't be possibly anything wrong in ditching the library for today. Not for nothing will I hear a no from you. Like seriously if my mother saw you she'd be horrified and literally keep feeding you all day and night for a whole month." 

And yeah practically that's what she would do. And what exactly I am planning to do as well. I wouldn't be much surprised if we found Wormtail down there too; his favorite pastime is eating, eating, eating and sleeping.

***

It was the last Quidditch Match of the Season. Gryffindor vs Slytherin. There was a lot of tension building up in the student body since the two greatest of rival houses were up against each other, you get the point. 

"Heads up, brooms high, get a grip everybody," James was shouting in the Hall, "who's in for a victory?" 

Breakfast seemed like a live Quidditch commentary by now. Moony was focusing on his cereal rather than on the commotion when suddenly James climbed up on the Gryffindor table accidentally kicking Moony's cereal bowl away (who was now staring at James with an almost pitiable look on his face as if he was really grieved on losing his breakfast). 

"All ye Gryffindors!" Prongs bellowed holding his spoon like a microphone (and well it was working like a microphone, I guess they enchanted it earlier), "today is the final of the Quidditch Season. A day as such is bound to change destinies. Its an all out war everybody! Play your best, cheer your best, score your best and show Slytherins how big dorks they are!" 

His enthusiastic speech was interrupted by McGonagall, "Potter, that's enough." 

He glanced at her then bowed politely before resuming, "as our dear Professor McGonagall states; it surely has been enough. Enough waiting for the Quidditch Cup. Cup for Gryffindor this year, boo to Slytherins." 

Moony mumbled, "Prongs get off the table please." 

But of course nothing was having an effect on him as expected. I glanced over in Dumbledore's direction to see what his reaction would be: well, he was sitting back in his chair with that amused twinkle in his eyes as if enjoying the speech. 

All I've learnt so far is that Dumbledore is a really cool and calm person. And nothing (I literally mean nothing whatsoever) can make him lose his cheerful demeanor. Prongs continued his speech in that hilarious fashion until the bell rang and everyone filed up to go to the grounds. 

The Gryffindor and Slytherin Quidditch teams headed towards the lockers. Before joining his team, James came towards Lily, "you're my good luck charm, you know. If you want Gryffindor to win, make sure to be there. Oh and don't forget the scarf. Makes you look good." Typical James Potter statement. 

Marlene almost dragged me to the Quidditch stands, "of course you're coming with us too. Gryffindor needs as much support as it can get in the form of a cheering crowd. I'm pretty sure the Hufflepuffs are on our side. Well partly because Sirius is beater on the team and all the Hufflepuff girls... Uh, they basically founded the Sirius Black fan club." 

I see. Definitely. I just hope Marlene doesn't drag me to join the Hufflepuff cheerleaders as well, though I wouldn't mind it in the least if she went there without me. So much the better. 

The Quidditch stands were literally noisy enough to split our eardrums and as I concentrated I realized that a verbal war was already raging between the Gryffindor and Slytherin supporters. 

"Gryffindork cannot save a ring, Potter and Black both do stink, That's why all the Slytherins sing, Gryffindork can't win anything," the Slytherins were chanting loudly. 

Marlene made a disgusted face, "look who's saying that! I would rather say they aren't creative in the least. I mean, Gryffindork, seriously? I could come up with a better name than that." Then raising her voice she spoke, "how would Slutherins sound to you lot? Describes the qualities perfectly, doesn't it?" 

There was a moment's silence. But then maybe someone from the Slytherins (who had brains enough) understood what Marlene had just implied... And there goes the uproar again. 

Moony stuffed his fingers in his ears, "I wish they would stop creating such a ruckus. I really hope they could understand that they have been contributing a lot in creating unnecessary noise pollution lately. And to some of us, it is not that beneficial." 

Poor Moony. He always comes to watch Quidditch for his friends despite the fact that the awful noise drives him crazy. Oh well.

The match started. Mary was on the commentary dais and seemed in quite high spirits, "welcome to the final of the Quidditch Season! A match like no other with Gryffindor and Slytherin facing the Quidditch Cup..." 

Her enthusiastic introduction went on for a few more sentences to which I hardly paid any heed. I was actually throwing and catching the few acorns that I had nicked from breakfast. Checking my reflexes to be exact and also trying to distract myself from the painful noise. 

"Captains, shake hands," Mary announced. 

James and the Slytherin captain stepped forward and shook hands. No, let me rephrase that. Both of them literally squashed the other's hand as if trying to crack the bones underneath and both looked as if they were thoroughly appalled by the other's existence. 

"Mount your brooms, on the whistle... Go!" 

Lucas, the Gryffindor seeker was looking all around for any flutter of gold in the air. Well I do hope he catches the Snitch soon just so the match would end with Gryffindor in the victory league. 

"Gryffindor in possession, James Potter with the Quaffle and there it goes towards the goal post... Miss by the Slytherin Keeper, better luck next time Mulciber, and its a GOAL! Thirty to zero. I have an inkling that Potter's speech in the Hall must have had an immeasurable effect." 

Well the good thing about Mary is that she's not partisan in the least but when it comes to situations like these... Her Gryffindor loyalties get the better of her. 

"Cup for Gryffindor, Boo to Slutherins!" Marlene chanted and was soon joined by the other Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs alike. Ravenclaws seemed much on the Neutral side since they cheered for both the houses. 

"Fifty to Twenty, Gryffindor in the lead and... Is that the Snitch?" 

Sure enough all eyes now reverted towards the Seekers who were zooming neck to neck towards a fluttering golden object. Even Moony had straightened and was looking at the two flying seekers closely. 

The Slytherin keeper had had a good head start and to me it seemed as if Lucas had a rather low chance of grabbing the Snitch. Prongs was right when he had mentioned about their seeker being a threat even though Padfoot hadn't taken it into much account stating that Reg was an immature. 

But no way, we just can't let Slytherin win. Not in a million years. I glanced down at the Invisibility Cloak (which usually remained with me in order to use in case of any emergency) and the couple of acorns. 

An idea struck me suddenly. I transfigured one of the supporting sticks from Marlene's banner to a catapult then throwing the Cloak over me (as a safety precaution) I aimed for the Slytherin seeker's head them placing the acorns in the catapult I threw them over at full speed. 

And yes I did enchant the acorns to be invisible as well as to acquire a great acceleration. I must give credit to Fred and George's effortful training for the perfected aim and throw. It all happened in a flash; the acorns hit the target, the Slytherin Seeker lost his balance and even though he didn't actually fall off still it gave Lucas enough time to grab hold of the Snitch. 

"AND GRYFFINDOR HAS GOT THE SNITCH! WELL DONE LUCAS! GRYFFINDOR HAS WON THE QUIDDITCH CUP!" Mary was practically shouting from delight. 

Thankfully nobody noticed the acorns and there seemed no possible explanation for the unexpected blow to Slytherin. Well what mattered was that Gryffindor won. There was a lot of cheering in the grounds and the whole Gryffindor team lifted Lucas on their shoulders. 

James received the Cup with his ecstasy written clearly on his face. Professor McGonagall was delighted too as she shook hands with the whole team smiling widely. 

I have never seen her this happy, to be honest. But then of course she's the Head Of House for Gryffindor and she might have wanted that Cup to be placed in her office. Case of House dignity, you know.

***

Well I was wrong about no one noticing the little trick that I had set off, when we were in the castle Moony took me aside, "what did you do back at the match?" 

I tried to look as innocent as I could, "I don't know what you're talking about." 

He shook his head, "you can stop looking at me with that angelic face. I know what you did. And even though you do look very adorable still I'm not letting you off unless you tell me yourself." 

Oh come on, I haven't committed a crime. "Well you said you knew what I had done so what would be the use of me repeating it?" I stated. 

He was still looking at me with his clear no nonsense look. 

"Fine," I sighed in defeat, "I enchanted the acorns to hit the other Seeker's head but don't you see Prongs said that's it is an all out war and as far as I know everything's fair in wars." 

Moony shook his head as if disappointed, "but that's cheating." 

Oh please. I mean no one else noticed, it was well thought out and rather organized cheating. 

"Nope, that's bloody brilliant," we turned to see that Prongs and Padfoot had joined us. 

"That was unbelievably fantastic," Prongs resumed, "you've outdone yourself again, Wildfire. And yes now I do think this name suits you. Literally I can't help but feel proud of you." 

Thank you, indeed. 

Wormtail came up to us panting as if he had ran all the way, "guys, Minnie has allowed us to celebrate. Mega Celebration party in the common room. And I heard the house elves are bringing up food too. Can't help but think of those cakes and pumpkin pasties. McGonagall has been so glad from the victory that all the Gryffindors are given a day off from studies." 

Prongs nodded, "fantastic! Utterly fabulous! To the Potter cave, everybody!" 

Sirius who was still grinning from the victory spoke up, "the Gryffindor Common Room is not the Potter Cave, James." Then turning to me he added, "he's been doing that since 4th year, referring to the common room as his cave." 

Moony was still not too happy about the cheating part. "I can't say that I'm sorry about what I did, Moons," he doesn't like it when we call him Moons but whatever. 

He glared for a moment but dropped it seeing the characteristic pretty please face. "You're annoying," he mumbled but smiled anyway so I was sure that he's okay. 

"I might be annoying but you simply can't object to whatever I do. Because I wasn't even there in the first place," I added. 

Sirius spoke up, "come on let's go. Can't be late for the celebration, can we?" 

Of course. And I can tell that a lot of mega events are waiting ahead. Sure enough, when we entered the common room a lot of party poppers went off all at once. 

Marlene was in the centre with her microphone. God have mercy on us all because Marlene is going to make us listen to her collection of songs from all over the Wizarding as well as the Muggle world. The Beatles, The Weird Sisters, The Hinkypunk Hipsters etc etc. 

 I have a feeling that this is going to be a long yet eventful night. Oh of course the party was supposed to last all day and night. And that is precisely what happened. All day and all night. Celebration indeed.

"Who's in for a game of truth or dare?" Alice asked. 

Nearly all of us joined and sat in a circle. She placed a bottle in the middle of the circle. I noticed that it was a bottle of Firewhiskey. Now that's strange; as far as I know Firewhiskey is not allowed at Hogwarts and especially not to students. 

But then these are the Marauders we are talking about. If they could smuggle in cigarettes (now don't ask me how they managed to do it; even I don't know) then they can probably smuggle in anything. 

"Spin the bottle," Prongs ordered while literally dragging Moony to join us. Anyhow the bottle was spun and it landed on me. Unfortunately. 

"Truth or Dare?" Marlene asked. 

I considered. Taking truth meant they could ask anything and taking dare meant they could make me do anything no matter how embarrassing it would be. Well, we'll save the dare for later and start off easy, "Truth." 

Marlene placed forward the question, "out of these four who would you pick if you had the choice to pick one?" 

Okay... All of them are really sweet. But its not that tough a question either. Wormtail's expression clearly meant that he was okay with whatever answer I gave as long as I do not pick his food supply, James was grinning from ear to ear as if he already knew the answer, Moony was fixing his camera while Padfoot was simply waiting for me to answer. Good. 

"I'd pick Moony," I stated. 

Moony looked up, "well, thanks." 

No problem at all. 

"Hey what was that sound?" Padfoot suddenly remarked, "something shattered just now." 

Prongs patted his back sympathetically, "probably your heart, mate. Nothing to worry about." 

Oh God, these guys... They never cease to make me feel sorry for messing up the moment at the Astronomy Tower. Anyhow the bottle was spun again and now it stopped on James. 

Lily asked, "Truth or Dare?" 

James replied, "Truth." 

Oh well seems like everyone has to pick truth at least once, or else he would have gone with dare definitely. 

She nodded, "so tell me, what is one thing which you would have wanted to do very badly in the past but are not so keen on doing it anymore?" 

James answered immediately, "murder Snape!" 

She wasn't too pleased with the answer, "and why not now?" 

He spoke, "well to be honest the idea's quite tempting really and we could possibly murder Snape but I'm not stupid; I know a murder will land me in Azkaban and who wants to go to Azkaban anyway? My passion is to become an Auror and I don't want the murder of a greasy schoolfellow at my hands tainting my future." 

Sirius remarked, "nice one James." 

Wormy spoke up but it seemed as if he hadn't really noticed what he had said as he was too concentrated on the acid pops, "though we could definitely make it look like an accident." 

He nodded, "of course. Accident, indeed." 

Moony didn't seem quite pleased either; in fact he was really uncomfortable at the moment and I could tell easily by observing his facial expressions. 

"Like slipping to death from his own hair oil," Wormtail suggested, "that's gonna be an accident. And I can totally see that happening though." 

To be honest that would be hilarious; James found it extremely hilarious too as he high fived Wormy much to Lily's disapproval. But he does have a point. The game continued. It was Moony's turn and he chose Truth. 

"What in your opinion is the most enormous prank James and Sirius have ever pulled off?" I asked since it was my turn to ask the question. 

He sighed, "I can't tell you that." 

I spoke, "why not?" 

He resumed, "because they would try doing it again if they found out that I thought of it as the most enormous prank so far. It wasn't a great idea though, I can assure you, nor will it be if they made up their minds to do it again." 

James spoke, "no we won't. We always come up with new stuff. Y'know, being geniuses and all..."

"But you also keep trying to make your previous pranks bigger and better. And don't forget, half of your ideas are supplied through me, only the dangerous or dim witted ones are yours."

"Honestly Moony just get on with it."

"Fine," he held up his hands in defeat, "that time in our fourth year when both James and Sirius transported the Giant Squid into the school."

What? I'm impressed, seriously. 

"Yeah that was MASSIVE," Wormtail agreed. 

"But how on Earth did you manage to do that?" because clearly I can't see how one would be able to do such a thing. 

"The funny thing is even I don't know which spell they used to levitate the Squid all the way from the Lake to the castle. A simple Wingardium Leviosa couldn't be of much use," Moony remarked. 

"We didn't exactly levitate it into the castle," James spoke up. 

"Yeah it was an accident," Padfoot elaborated, "no, really. We had two wheelbarrows, I mean giant wheelbarrows; a lot like carts. Hagrid had given them to us for detention I suppose (something to do in the forest which I clearly do not recall). And we don't really remember what got into us but it was absolutely an accident." 

James agreed, "and yeah we did levitate the Squid out of the Lake but that was just the tiny part. We did the rest of the work in Muggle way by using wheelbarrows." 

Moony was shaking his head in usual manner that suggesting he was clearly not expecting that answer, but there was a slight smile on his face, "and for once I thought you were magically talented enough..."

James demanded, "who says we are not talented enough?"

"But it was fun," Padfoot remarked, "hey James how about doing it on the Spring Ball?"

Moony was alarmed, "no, no, no, you promised that you won't."

"I don't remember anything about a promise."

"Neither do I."

Moony was getting rather worked up by now, "it was not entirely harmless! I was coming out of the Library and all of a sudden there were giant tentacles everywhere covering the whole school. A Hufflepuff got thrown in the fire!" 

Ooops, not entirely harmless then, no way.

"The look on Filch's face... You remember that, James, don't you? I often think of that while conjuring a Patronus. Absolutely mind-blowing."

"THAT HUFFLEPUFF CAUGHT ON FIRE!"

James shrugged, "well then Moony what can I say? Hufflepuffs are highly flammable."

The rest of us were laughing by now. "Are we playing the game anymore or not?" Dorcas asked. 

The bottle was spun again. It stopped on Sirius and it was Mary's turn to ask a question. He chose truth (of course that doesn't even need to be mentioned). And she asked what was currently prying on her mind, "why did you guys think of bringing the Squid into the school though?" 

Padfoot glanced at James but Moony spoke, "James won't kill you, its a game, you tell the truth." 

Prongs nodded though I couldn't mistake the slight reddening of his face. Must be a hilarious reason. 

"It was James's idea," Padfoot answered, "he wanted to see whether Lily would ask the Squid out or accept his suggestion of accompanying him to Hogsmeade. She once stated that she'd rather date the Squid than Prongs so yeah, you get the point." 

Well... These guys are totally unbelievable. 

Things got really wild and crazy when the dares came. Lily was dared to sneak into McGonagall's office and nick a few of her biscuits, Marlene was dared not to kiss anyone for a whole week (to which she kept objecting and is still complaining about; I think its been the fiftieth time that she has done that), James was dared to ask Dumbledore out to the Spring Ball (which he did but in the middle of his process of asking the Headmaster out to the Ball with him, Padfoot emerged apparently heartbroken saying, "James, how could you do this to me? You knew I was so hoping to ask Professor Dumbledore to the Ball! Professor Dumbledore, sir, I love you like no man can love another and would be most honoured if..." 

Well the rant had gone on for a whole 15 minutes during which Dumbledore was enjoying a lot as he almost failed to conceal his amused smile, and by the way Professor McGonagall was present too watching the entire scene clearly as amused as Dumbledore was: and trust me it's very rare to see a fleeting smile on her usually straight and calm features), I was dared to ask Gilderoy Lockhart out to Hogsmeade (Madam Puddifoot's teashop to be exact and on 14th of Feb), I hadn't known Lockhart was studying here in this era but I had to do it anyway which I did (he fainted when I asked him out; literally fainted. Well that's a relief because he wasn't in the state to answer in a yes or no so I guess I'm spared the trouble of going to that teashop with him and on Valentine's Day, thank God). 

It was risky though but I decided that Lockhart was too thick to remember that he had met me before (or afterwards in this case) and would probably not know that it was me when I would meet him again in my time because I don't think I'd like to see him faint again while supposedly teaching a class in 1992 to be exact. 

Finally the bottle stopped on Wormtail. He chose truth because it is his habit (according to James). 

Alice asked, "is it true that you have been sending anonymous love letters to Mary since 3rd year?" 

He considered for a while then only nodded his head in affirmation. The rest of the Marauders were staring at him as if in a great shock. "What? I haven't committed a crime, why are you guys looking at me like that?" Wormtail spoke up rather anxiously. 

Mary was turning slightly red by now. 

"We didn't know you could write," James finally remarked. 

"I had been taking classes in the Summer Breaks to improve myself," Wormy relaxed finally. 

"Just so you could write letters to Mary? That's impressive," Sirius stated. 

When the bottle stopped on James again and he chose truth, Dorcas Meadowes asked, "what is the best thing you have ever seen about Muggles?" 

James was always very quick at answering, "they have toasters." 

Toasters? 

He resumed, "Moony invited us to his house last Summer Break and he taught us how to operate a Muggle Toaster. Bloody brilliant it was." 

Sirius nodded, "yeah and we used up all of Moony's bread stock in a day or two. We were quite disappointed when he told us that he was out of bread." 

Moony was shaking his head again, "these morons made 137.2 toasts in a day." 

Wormy spoke up, "well I was most disappointed when he said we couldn't use the toaster anymore. I mean they were delicious, I liked eating them." 

As expected. "And you showed your disappointment by putting my Dad's slippers in the toaster," Moony added. 

Wormtail shrugged, "I thought they were rabbits. I wanted to see what a toasted rabbit would look like." 

All four of them were not much interested in the game now, instead they seemed more eager to recount the previous summer's antics. 

"But you made us play a stupid game of Hide and Seek and made us hide purposefully for six hours just so you could do your homework in peace," James frowned. 

"Well because you were such good hiders, I couldn't find you. Besides it had only been 2 hours 39 minutes and 57 seconds," Moony protested but I could see that he was smiling so yeah he must have done that intentionally. 

"Stop impressing us with your accurate measure of time," Prongs remarked. 

"You're an awful liar, Moons," Padfoot stated, "you asked aloud if I was hiding in the bath tub (which I was) and I verbally replied in a no. You just can't take my word for that and simply walk out." 

Moony sighed, "but you still tore up my homework so I see no reason for you all to get so worked up. And Peter you ate all the food in my fridge so you should have enjoyed a lot." 

Oh so Wormtail's name is Peter, one new discovery for today. Even though all their antics were hilarious still I do feel sorry for poor dear Moony. 

But at that moment, Gideon and Fabian Prewett (who reminded me a lot of Fred and George) entered with a few house elves literally loaded with food, drinks and sweets, "party time, everybody!" 

Moony spoke to me after the others had gone off, "know what, having them in the house is like having children all over. An entire hazard. And that's why I never plan to have any children. Ever." It made me laugh. Poor Moony, indeed.

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A/N: To see what actually happened at Moony's house with the Maruders, watch the Video attached above. And give Parle Productions a big thumbs up on Youtube if you can because they create awesome cosplay videos. I took a lot of inspiration from their cosplays.