Title: Up To The Neck
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: G
Length: 155 words
Content notes: Marauder-era.
Author notes: Fills the "only questions" section of SBIGTTS: Writing.
Summary: What, James wonders gloomily, could the Founders - or whoever it was - possibly have been drinking when they designed this little surprise?

What, James wonders gloomily, could the Founders - or whoever it was - possibly have been drinking when they designed this little surprise?

“Prongs?” Oh, hell, what does he want now?

“Yeah, Moony?”

“Remember when I said this would end with us all up to our necks in hot water?”

“How could I ever forget?”

“Don’t you just wish I’d been right?”

Course I do, but do you really think I’m going to admit it?

Sirius steps in with a snarled, “Why don’t you go hex yourself, Moony?”

“Is that really helping, Padfoot?” How’s the smug git sounding so calm?

“G-guys? M-maybe we could d-drop it and f-focus on g-getting out of h-here?” Are Wormtail’s teeth actually chattering?

Whatever the hell it was they were drinking, James thinks as he wades on through the freezing water, trying to ignore his bickering friends, why couldn’t they have left some behind for the poor sods they caught?