A/N: Hello everyone! As requested by British-Banana, reviewers from this week get pumpkin pie! Credit for this chapter idea goes to M.S. Franklin.
Chapter Thirty-Seven: Read?!
Mr. Padfoot is most excited for Potions class today.
Mr. Prongs is most annoyed at how chipper Mr. Padfoot is today.
Mr. Wormtail wonders why Mr. Prongs has been in such a bad mood lately.
Mr. Prongs hasn't been in a bad mood all the time. He just doesn't want to do Potions today.
Mr. Moony would like to inquire as to why Mr. Padfoot is so excited.
Because I get to work with yoooouu, Moony!
Mr. Wormtail would like to point out that we're all working together today.
Mr. Prongs nearly cannot fathom why Professor Slughorn ever let this happen.
Let what happen?
Us four working together. It's a disaster waiting to happen.
Less of a disaster for us and more for Snivelly.
Mr. Padfoot is confused. Why not?
Mr. Prongs… uh… I… Lily asked me not to!
Mr. Padfoot demands to know why Miss Evans has taken leave of her senses.
Mr. Moony is amused by the level to which Miss Evans has Mr. Prongs wrapped around her little finger.
Mr. Prongs would rather that his friends not comment on his undying love for Miss Evans.
Mr. Padfoot thinks that after years of pining we have every right to comment.
Mr. Moony will restrain himself to poorly hidden snickers.
Mr. Prongs doesn't find that reaction any better than commentary, Moony!
Mr. Wormtail would like to point out that Slughorn is looking this way.
Quick Moony! Do something! Make us look busy!
What do you mean?
We need to look like we're working here! Give Prongs and Wormtail some instructions!
Mr. Moony is most troubled that Mr. Padfoot is laboring under delusions.
Mr. Wormtail has a bad feeling about this.
Mr. Padfoot denies that he is delusional.
Mr. Prongs begs pardon while he goes off to laugh…
Mr. Padfoot finds Mr. Prongs' laughter offensive. And he would like to know why Mr. Moony thinks he's delusional.
Mr. Moony thinks Mr. Padfoot has delusions that he won't have to do work in class today.
Mr. Padfoot is surprised and dismayed to hear that.
My point exactly.
Mr. Prongs is confused. Why did Mr. Padfoot think he wouldn't work in class today?
Mr. Padfoot doesn't want to do work.
Mr. Prongs doesn't want to do work either, but that doesn't mean he won't. We do still have to pass this class.
Mr. Padfoot is amazed at how thick Mr. Prongs can be sometimes.
Mr. Prongs is rather offended by that comment.
Mr. Wormtail would like to add that he has no clue what Mr. Padfoot is talking about either.
Mr. Moony begs to know what Mr. Padfoot is talking about.
Of course Mr. Padfoot is talking about the fact that we have Moony in our group.
Yes, Padfoot. We do. Excellent observation skills.
Mr. Moony has just guessed what this is all about.
Come on guys! It's simple. Moony's going to do all the work and we're going to pass.
And Mr. Padfoot is once again the winner of the award for being tactless and idiotic.
Well, Mr. Moony is insensitive and stuck up.
And now Mr. Padfoot is insulting and—Wait. No. I'm not going down into this with you.
Going down into what?
Mr. Moony refuses to engage in a petty insult war with Mr. Padfoot. He has better things to do.
Like do all our Potions work?
Mr. Prongs thinks Mr. Padfoot would be well-advised to cease this now before he gets hexed…
Mr. Padfoot thinks Mr. Prongs is paranoid. I'll be fine!
You know what? Mr. Moony has an idea.
And what is that?
How about Mr. Padfoot, Mr. Wormtail, and Mr. Prongs do the work and I'll sit back and enjoy myself?
Mr. Prongs is shocked that Mr. Moony is willing to commit academic suicide in such a manner.
My overall grade can handle one low scores. Yours, unfortunately, cannot.
Mr. Padfoot wonders how we would even go about such a thing.
Well, maybe you should read the book.
READ?! Why would we want to do that?
Mr. Prongs thinks that maybe Mr. Moony has a point. Reading what we're supposed to do would help.
Mr. Padfoot thinks this is a preposterous idea. He will not besmirch himself by reading—
Mr. Moony suggests that Mr. Padfoot stop before he say something truly hex-worthy. Time is ticking, boys. You'd better start reading.
Mr. Wormtail wishes Mr. Moony would dispose of that smug grin and get his feet off the table. We're trying to read here.
Key word being "trying".
Mr. Prongs is finding this most boring.
As is Mr. Padfoot. Please help Moony?
Why not? Please?
You've insulted me and I'm really not in the mood. Anyways, it's fun to watch.
Mr. Padfoot hates it when Mr. Moony decides to be particularly Marauder-ish.
Mr. Moony suggests that Mr. Padfoot shut up and start reading. Remember, I can have you in the Hospital Wing for a week with a single flick of my wrist and no one will ever believe it was me.
Mr. Padfoot is terrified.
You should be.
A/N: Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed this! Everyone have a lovely week :)