| 8 September 1971- Sirius Orion Black |
[Feb. 13th, 2008|12:19 pm]
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8th September 1971
Aww, Moony, I actually like potions! Though Slughorn bothers me. The simpering fool, keeps trying to get me into his “Slug Club” cuz he says I’m so “distinguished.” Whatever. If he has nothing better to do than to try to suck up to members of the Fourteen Families, then I don’t care. Though Malfoy seems to be eating it up. Heh, did I shock you, saying I *liked* a class?? It’s not for any academic reasons, mind you. I just have visions of upsetting cauldrons all over the Slytherins. Hey, did you notice that greasy black haired kid? The one who looks like his mother did it with a crow? The sniffly one. What’s his name again? He follows Malfoy around almost as bad as Slughorn. He shoved me today on our way to Transfiguration, and when I turned to say something to him, he just snarled. I donno about that one, Moony. I think he’s unhinged or something. So I gut punched him. Served him right, really. James sure got a laugh out of it.
Speaking of James… did you see him slobbering over the Quidditch trophies? He cannot WAIT to play next year. I think it’s daft that we cant play this year. I’m certainly trying out as soon as I can. Think I’d make a fair Beater if I do say so myself. Anyway, there he was, slobbering, and Red comes up behind him to see what he’s lookin at. He made this little squeaky noise, like he had a dog’s squeaker toy in his lungs. Sure that made a great impression on Evans.
“A Black can’t be blamed for stealing other people’s friends?!?!” Wow, tough crowd, Moony-toes. I don’t see you complaining too much. It’s not like you’re not constantly with us anyway. I didn’t steal your best friend. If anything, I gave you a couple more. Me and Peter, that is. You should be grateful, really, not taking cheap shots like that one. Jeeze…
I’m so NOT talking about my friends behind their back! James is looking right at me while I’m writing this! Sheesh, what’d you do, come straight from manner school? What’re you lecturing me for, anyhow? James and Peter do it just as much. Seriously, though, you seem kinda high and mighty today. I was just asking about the moon thing. And I’ll call you what I want to, and you should be happy for the privilege of a nickname from me. It’s a term of endearment. Deal with it, Moony-toes. Hehe, that sounds good too. But no, I’ve already decided, it’s gonna be Moony. And of course I’m arrogant. I have no reason not to be, eh? (Since you cant see me, let me interject that I am smiling evily right now.)
Yeah, James was laughing like an idiot. But so was Peter and pretty much anyone else who was in earshot. Come on, Moony, grow a sense of humor! And of course it was immature! I’m mentally about seven years old, and I like it that way!
Why not write about my family. Like you said, this is a thing for venting. And gods know I need a place to vent about my family. You know, I got a letter from my dad the other day. Seems mum actually *fainted* when she heard I was a Gryffindor. HA!
Oh, I could so tell you al about what happened to my granny’s 93rd house elf. It’s a sad sad tale of woe, for sure. See, there’s a tradition in my family (yes, again with the traditions) that says that when a house elf gets too old and crotchety to serve the family correctly, their head is cut off and mounted on the wall. Ghastly, right? They make for nasty decorations, if nothing else.
Alice and I have a good friendship! I was not “all over her” or she would have clocked me. She’s that kinda girl, and I love her for it. She takes no shit, kinda like me, I guess. Even better, though neither of us take shit, we both love to dish it out! It could yet be a match made by the gods. You’ll see!
I never said that I hadn’t heard of Glam Rock until now! My cousin Jordan practically shoved it down my throat after he first heard it. I’ve known of it for a good long while, and loved every second of it. I guess you haven’t seen all the great stuff I have in my trunk! Come this weekend, I’ll have to get all glamd up for you! Jordie got me a new pair of platforms too. I just got them, so now I have a new pair to scuff in!
And of course I’ve heard of Curt Wild! He’s only my hero! You can’t open the book of my life and start in the middle, Moony. There’s lots you don’t know about me, and you should know by now that I’m not much like the main Black family, so stop making assumptions. Because that makes you an ass. You know, a donkey? Haha
A concert in Ireland? Jack Fairy’s concert in Ireland? I’ll see you there, friend! Jordie, Uncle Oberon, Jordie’s girlfriend Haily and I are all goin. I was gonna invite Peter and James too, actually.
I’m born on December 2nd, so there. Yes, I am older than you. Yes, you would like the bunnies. Have they humped for you yet, or are they still making you think they’re just cute and fuzzy, munching on their flowers? That’s right. They hump.
I’m going to tactfully ignore the sting about me never getting any. I will. Not many will be able to resist me, just you watch. Or don’t actually. That’d be creepy. Eew…
And of course I know who David Bowie is. Come on, Seriously.
So with that, I’ll leave you to your journal thing. Heh, maybe I’ll show this to James and Peter. Then this can really be a party! |
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| 6 September 1971-- Remus J Lupin |
[Feb. 13th, 2008|12:13 pm]
The Super Not-So-Secret Journal of The Marauders
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6th September 1971,
That's the first week of school over already. Potions was awful but I managed to scrape through it on account of the fact that all we had to do was take notes. We've got hardly any homework either, just a little bit of reading for Transfiguration. And I got to sit with James in just about every lesson.
I just looked at the last entry and realised that Sirius has written something. There you go Sirius. I spelt your name right-twice! Ha! I'm glad you wrote in my journal if only to correct me on your name. And just to confirm it I will always be writing long entries. That's what a journal is for.
I was pleased to be coming to Hogwarts. I could've gone either way really. My mums witch but my dad is a muggle. I'm sorry to hear you don't like your family, but my family's quite the opposite. I'm glad you're not a Slytherin; James would probably be your worst enemy if you went in there. Not your new best friend, eh? I suppose it can't be your fault. A Black can't be blamed for stealing other people’s friends.
I don't think it's really any of your business why I have a copy of the moon dates, is it? But if you really want to know it's because I am a fan of astronomy. Why would I want a nickname from you, especially one as ridiculous as Moony? How old do you think I am? It bugs me. And yes I did see Lily 'deck' you. I was there, remember? Talking with James until you decided to come interrupt us. And I don't think it's very nice to talk about your friends behind their back.
S.O.B? Son of Bitch. Ha! That really sums you up, doesn't it Black? You really are an arrogant arsehole, writing something like that in my journal. Of course I know about the Black family.
Are you annoying me? No, actually, you're not. You're a good person for me to vent on.
That song you sang was ridiculously immature actually. James was obviously only laughing because of what an idiot you are. It was like you wanted to get into trouble. And, in future, don't take up my journal writing about your family. It's bad enough knowing one Black, I don't want to know what happened to your granny's 93rd house elf. If your brother is anything like you then I'm really quite glad he's not coming to this school for another two years.
I realise you think Alice is a wonderful lady but there was no reason for you to be all over you her. She didn't seem very impressed. This may shock you, but I think she's one of the people in life who don’t fancy you.
Have I heard of Glam Rock? If you're referring to Glitter Rock, then yes I have more than heard of it. I can't believe you haven't until now. Although it's rather a muggle thing if you're so deeply pureblood. I have been to all of Jack Fairy's concerts if you must know. Brian hasn't done a concert yet but my brother Felix and his best friend Frank introduced me to Glitter Rock. Frank's more comfortable in Glitter makeup and high heels then Curt Wild himself, although I suppose he's a bit international for you. As for my brother, he's learnt all of Jack Fairy's songs on guitar. Maybe you could tag along to this concert that Jack's doing in Ireland at Christmas. We get tickets for free because dads friends with this bloke that manages the concert hall.
I'm not sure how you know you're older then me but my birthday is March 10th. Your posters? I think some of them are a little derogatory actually. I like the one of the rabbits though. Very masculine. If you really want me to describe your space all I can see is a very messy bed and a packet of unopened condoms. Ha! As if you're ever going to get any.
And now that I've described yours I guess I ought to do the others.
Joe's got a large pile of Droobles wrappers laying everywhere and he's hung up some vinyl records. He seems to be a big David Bowie fan. Y'know, that bloke who did the laughing gnome? That song is brilliant. "I'm the laughing gnome and you can't catch me!" Apparently he's bringing out another song soon.
The other boy, Peter, he's got next to nothing. Just a poster from this band called 'Mott the Hoople' whoever they are. He's got some silver glitter platforms though and a lot of glitzy scarves. Must be another glam rocker, eh?
What do you mean by making it "worth my while?" If you need help with homework, I don't want anything but you'd have to pay attention to me.
Fast friends. Yeah, we'll have to see about that but if you need homework advice or someone to talk to about Glam Rock, don't hesitate. |
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| 2 September, 1971-- Sirius Orion Black |
[Feb. 11th, 2008|01:58 pm]
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2 September 1971
So... Remus Lupin, HAHA I swiped your journal thing. Wow, you write big entries, dont you? Or is this one just an exception because it's a new book and the first day at HOGWARTS!!!! AHHHHH!
Eh, not like I'm really excited or anything. I knew I was coming here since I was a baby. I'm just glad to get away from the FREAKS that are my family. Well, thank the gods- let me tell you that. I'll bet my mother is just sucking lemons right now that I'm Gryffindor. Generations of "family tradition" just went splat. Slytherins. The whole lot of them have been Slytherin for ages. It's a tradition now, and that's all mum ever talks about; tradition, and blood will out, and Sirius get off the table this instant...
But you know, whatever, right? I'm away from them now. I'm in Gryffindor, which kicks ass, by the way. I have awesome dorm mates, though, Remus, what do you need a copy of the full moon dates for the next seven years for anyway? Do you have a telescope or something, go out and look at the moon every month? Is that it, Moony? Hey, Moony may be a good little nickname for you. I do that, see. Nickname people, that is. It bugs some, but I dont really care. Did you see Evans deck me last night? I called her Red. She hates it. I don't really care though. I'm gonna keep calling her that. The look on James' face after she hit me was priceless. I think he was more jealous than anything. I mean, she actually TOUCHED me. Hehehe.
By the way, Moony, it's Sirius. S-I-R-I-U-S. Not Serious. Come on, now, dont you know anything about the Black family? Star names are also "traditional." My name is Sirius Orion Black. Yeah, yeah, yeah, notice my initials. James got a good snigger out of them, but I think S.O.B. is pretty fitting for me, both literally (my mother is a bitch, let me tell you) and figuratively, as I'm sure you'll find out.
Heh, am I annoying you yet, Moony?
Hey, that song happens to be a classic. Passed down to me by my cousin Jordan (dad's brother, Oberon, is decidedly NOT into traditionalism) Oberon (Uncle Obi) and my dad (Solarus) are twins. While my dad went and got married to some other Fourteen Family "pureblood" and lives in London, my uncle ran off to the coast and lives a happy little life with a fishing boat. It's a very committed relationship. Sometimes Aunt Millie gets jealous of Oberon's love affair with his boat. And who wouldn't, really. It's a smashing boat! I've spent a good part of my life on it; much to mum's annoyance. She hates the language and all that I've picked up from the coastal life, and says, "it's not becoming for someone of stature- Sirius are you even listening to me?!" And my brother Regulus wont even be here for another two years so until then I have no one to spy on me and report back to mum.
And Alice is a wonderful lady! She's got all the right hook-ups to get some sensational tickets! And she said she'd even show me how to get all the bloody makeup on, so I can truly freak mum out when I come home all glammed up! I can't wait. Please tell me that you've heard of Glam Rock, Moony? Does the name Jack Fairy ring a bell? Or maybe Brian Slade? He's newer to the scene, so maybe not, but gods, he's so cool! Alice said she can get us tickets over Christmas even.
I notice that you describe James' space to a T but not a word about mine? Do you not approve of the posters? A little too risqué for you, maybe? 'Course, I suppose it doest help that I'm older than you. Since you gotta be 11 before the year starts to get into that year of Hogwarts, and I was 11 half way through it. Does the fact that I'm a Saggitarus surprise you at all? No I thought not, considering you seem the bookish type, Moon charts under your bed and all.
Hey, can I maybe get you to "help" me this year at the schoolwork thing? I can make it worth your while!
Anyway, jeez, I haven't written this much for a while! Or ever, maybe. Well, if you've gotten to the end of this and not tried to kill me, you're a good man, Moony. I feel like we may yet be fast friends. James is already well on his way. And what about that Peter Pettigrew? Mousy little fellow, isn’t he? But I've never met a kid who can swipe things as easily as he can. You should see all the loot we got from out little "school exploration" last night! Hey, did you know that girls can come to our dorm, but we can’t go to theirs? The stairs turn into a slide and you can't get up it. |
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| 1September 1971-- Remus J Lupin |
[Feb. 11th, 2008|01:54 pm]
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1st September 1971
To anyone who's reading this, that means you mum, this is Remus Lupin
talking from his new dormitory in Gryffindor, surrounded by the part of the
room I've successfully managed to make my own. There's a picture of me, mum, dad and James from when we went to the quidditch match stuck above my bed and a copy of the full moon dates for the next seven years stored secretly under my bed.
There are another four boys in our dormitory, and they all seem very loud. Of
course, there's James. And then there's this boy who seems a little cocky
and arrogant called Serious or something... He's playing cards with the
other two boys from our Dorm, I'm not sure of their names but one of them
was very nice and gave me a chocolate frog.
The journey from London took an extremely long time in reality, but I
enjoyed it, sitting next to James, reading mum's old battered copy of Great
Expectations, occasionally looking out of the window to see a new scenery
every time. I didn't want to intrude on James and Serious, who was sitting
with us as well. They talked about Quidditch for nearly the whole journey so
that by the time I learnt about Compeyson's scheme to get Miss Havisham's
money, I'd heard the words Hollyhead Harpies so many times I was about to
floo the manager and ask him to disband them before I did something I'd
really regret.
Of course, it helps tremendously that I've already got my big brother Felix
here at school, and I feel very sorry for James who just has to experience
everything for himself. I just wonder how long it will take for him to get
detention, especially if he keeps up company with such people as Serious
Black, who already got told off at the Feast for singing a rather rude song
about the Bloody Baron and Peeves engaging in actions of a sexual nature.
Then James had the guts to go and ask the Professor if she thought it was
physically possible. Needless to say, she did not appear particularly happy.
I'm actually looking forward to tomorrow, because we've got all the best
lessons, according to Felix anyway. Double Defence will be brilliant and no
potions until Thursday. I'm awful at potions.
James has gone completely crazy with his part of the Dorm. He's got
quidditch pictures plastered everywhere, a picture of his mum stuck over the
place where Edward Jinxley's face ought to be. Mr. Potter has been rumoured
too many times to count that he's secretly with Jinxley but he'd never love
anyone but James' mum, they're so devoted. Like my mum and dad I suppose. He's put up an England Quidditch scarf and his signed photo of the team smiles up at him from his headrest.
James has already got his eye on some girl from Gryffindor. Her name's Lily
and she has got the reddest hair I've ever seen, tied into two plaits with
freckles and these wonderful emerald green eyes. If she didn't speak with
such a clearly English accent, I'd swear she was Irish, like me.
There was this other girl with her all evening that Serious was slobbering
all over. She's Alice and everything about her is black from her hair to her
clothes to her nail polish and glam rock makeup. I think the only thing that
is white is her skin and that's so pale, it's like she's never seen the
light of day. Kind of vampirish, I guess.
I didn't really meet the other girls, but from the way Serious was going on
about them, it's like they're all the perfect pin ups from one of those
dirty magazines the seventh year boys all seemed to have Apart from that one with the silver nail varnish.
I'm not really sure how I should finish this up, so I guess I'll just
conclude with a farewell and thanks for actually paying attention to what I
have to say. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2008|01:41 pm]
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Welcome to the wonderful world of the Marauder's Journal! Please leave the journal in the exact condition you found it, no butterbeer spills, please! This is the untold story of four boys, best friends, and their accomplices. This is the story JK Rowling never told, now laid out for all the world to see!
Disclaimer: We do not own anything Harry Potter, and am making no money off of this.
This is also available on fanfiction.net under the penname RL4SBnotNT. Link is as follows: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4064031/1/
WARNING: THIS WILL BE SLASH!
So, now that that's out of the way, the only question left to ask is...
Do YOU solemnly swear that you are up to no good?
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