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Fic: Marauderteers, Gen, PG13 Chapter 4

TITLE: Marauderteers
AUTHOR: Elf Flame & Foodie
RATING: PG13
SUMMARY: The Marauders take a trip to Disneyland in the Summer of 1977.
A/N:  This was done as a round robin between myself and Foodie.  Each chapter follows the same pattern.  Each one of the Marauders gets a point of view for part of the story.  The order, in case it's not obvious, is James, Sirius, Remus, Peter.  No slash at all here, sorry.
The story has ten chapters.  I will be posting one a day, and any concrit would be highly welcome.



4 - Breaking Up Isn’t Hard to Do

 

James had Remus do a count, and they found they had enough E tickets left over to get them all on the Matterhorn, so the four friends moved to the end of that line.  This one was at least as long as the one they had stood in to get into the Haunted Mansion.

Peter shivered.  “This one isn’t scary, is it?” he asked James as they waited.

Sirius cuffed him on the shoulder.  “You’re such a worry-wart, Pete!  God, no wonder you’re a rat…”  James nudged him hard in the stomach at that, and Sirius let out an “Oof,” then tackled him. “Maybe you’re the one who should have been the rat, Prongs!”  The two scuffled for several minutes before looking up to discovered that they had been left behind, and Peter and Remus were now nearly at the head of the line, with several other people who had been brave enough to bypass the two boys waiting behind them.  James and Sirius hurried forward, but ended up several cars behind the other two Marauders.

Now this was a great ride, James thought to himself.  The car they were in took off with a jerk, and before they knew it, they were flying up the tracks.  The car zoomed along the track, shooting up and down and making sudden turns.  It was great.  It was almost like being on a broomstick, James thought.  Sirius whooped and screamed through the entire ride, and was nearly hoarse when they disembarked.

“I need a drink after that,” he croaked.  They hurried through the exit, and over to where they could see Remus was supporting Peter.  Peter looked green.

“You okay, Pete?” James asked.

Peter began to nod, then stopped quite suddenly, looking even greener than before.  “I don’t think I should move much for a while,” he moaned softly.

Remus rubbed his back.  “You’ll be okay, Wormtail.  You just need to sit for a bit.”

James looked about and noticed a food stand nearby.  “Why don’t we go sit over there and relax a bit, and give Peter time to recover?” 

Remus and Sirius both nodded, and Remus supported Peter as they made their way across the path.  Remus and Peter settled onto seats while James and Sirius went to get some snacks and sodas.  They returned with their arms full, and the quartet proceeded to eat heartily.

 

Once the boys had finished their snacks, Remus insisted on a quiet attraction or ride to help soothe their stomachs some more.  After some debate, they trudged off to Main Street to go to Great Moments with Mr. Lincoln. 

The theatre was dark and air-conditioned, which was a lovely respite from the sweltering heat of the Southern California afternoon sun.  The show itself was quite touching, with quotes and letters by Abraham Lincoln read while images of the Civil War and the president were shown on a large screen in the centre of the room. At the end of the show, the screen was lifted and there was Abraham Lincoln, sitting in a chair in front of them.  He’d been narrating it all along.  Sirius was amazed to watch as the president slowly stood up and spoke stirring words to the crowd.  He’d never seen anything like it before. 

Sirius glanced over at Remus during this and wondered what he thought of all this.  The Wizarding World had their own prejudices against people they felt were “lesser” beings, such as werewolves. 

“Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal,” Lincoln said, addressing the audience.   Sirius wondered if someday the people in the wizarding world would manage to have the same attitude.  Then maybe people like Remus wouldn’t have to live their lives in fear of what people would try to do to get rid of them.  But if so, “someday” seemed pretty far away.

By the time the foursome trickled out of the theatre, they were subdued over the touching experience, but none more so than Remus.  “He fought for people.  He fought for people that others looked down upon and thought of as inferior,” he whispered in a choked voice. 

Sirius reached out and patted his friend’s back.  He knew this must have been quite a powerful experience for Remus.  It wasn’t every day that he heard someone outside his circle of friends say he deserved more than what he was getting out of life.

Once Remus had collected himself, Sirius suggested they go to the arcade and play some of the games there.  The group walked across the street to the penny arcade and had fun playing games, watching tiny moving picture shows, and having their fortunes told to them by mechanical gypsies for over an hour before growing tired of it

Sirius had laughed over his fortune that had been written on a small piece of paper and came out of a slot in the machine.  “You will live a life of hardship if you continue on your current path,” it read.  Ah, Muggles, he chuckled to himself before crunching up the paper and tossing it over his shoulder without another thought.

Once they had had their fill of the arcade, Sirius was back in action.  He insisted they head into Tomorrow Land, and try out the Mission to Mars ride.  Peter looked at Remus beseechingly, but when Remus tried to suggest they find something tamer, James threw his arm around Peter’s shoulders.  “Aw, come on, I’m sure it won’t be that bad.  You aren’t scared, are you mate?” 

Peter shot a last horrified look over his shoulder at Remus as James dragged Peter off after Sirius.  Remus sighed.  Well, maybe James was right and it wouldn’t be so bad.  Sirius led them to a building with a sign reading “Mission to Mars” on it, and the group went inside.  There was a large waiting room there, and Remus was almost reminded of LAX and some of the waiting areas they’d passed there on the way to the car rental counter.  They sat and waited while the time passed, Peter becoming more and more agitated as they sat.

The room filled up, and finally they were led into a smaller room with several rows of seats in a ring all the way around, all facing inward.  There was a screen on the floor in the centre of the room, and Remus began to be hopeful that this wouldn’t be as bad as he’d been anticipating.  The four of them found seats near the screen, and Peter tucked himself into a seat between James and Sirius, looking only a little happier that this wasn’t anything like the Matterhorn…yet.

Once the seats had been filled, the door to the room was closed, and the lights went down.  There was a bit of narration from a voice, and then the screen in front of them came to life.  It looked like the world was on fire.  Peter squeaked.  There was a countdown, and suddenly the seats began to shake.  Peter grabbed onto James, who chuckled. 

Then the voice said “Liftoff,” and the view changed.  The fire and smoke faded, and they could see buildings moving away beneath them, or at least it looked like they were, and then the buildings were indistinct, and the only one they could make out was that silly castle.  Then even that faded, and they began to see the shape of the continent, until suddenly, it was the Earth they were looking at.  And it was growing smaller and smaller.

At this, Peter let out a shriek, jumped from his seat, and threw himself at the door.  Remus whispered at the other two to stay, and went over to talk to the person running the ride.  “I’m afraid my friend needs to get out.  He’s a little high-strung.  Can you open the doors?”

The young man looked concerned, but reluctant to open the doors, but Peter was making such a racket that the other people on the ride were beginning to glare at the three of them.  “Oh all right, but go quickly please.”  Then he threw the door release, and Remus hurried to where Peter was already opening the doors, and soon they found themselves in a small courtyard. 

“Are you okay, Pete?”

Peter was shaking.  “I…I’ll be okay, Moony.  Just let me sit.”  Remus nodded, and settled quietly next to his friend.

 

 Peter hated that he was so scared of things.  He wished he was brave like his mates, but it just didn’t seem to be happening for him.  This wasn’t the first time he’d wondered why he’d been sorted into Gryffindor.  He knew he would have been much better suited to Hufflepuff, but sometimes, hanging around his friends, he could almost forget it. 

Remus patted him on the back sympathetically.  “It’s OK, just breathe deeply,” he said.  Remus looked around at the sights around them, shook his head and said, “This place is so weird, isn’t it?”

Peter nodded his head.  “I’ve enjoyed some of it, I really have.  The luau, for instance, and watching you three on that teacup ride.  I just don’t like the fast and scary rides,” he admitted quietly.

“Me neither, mate.”  Remus was quiet for a second before admitting, “I did sort of like the Small World ride, but don’t tell Prongs or Padfoot or they’ll never stop taking the piss out of me for it.”  Remus was quiet for a few more seconds before he turned back to Peter with a smile on his face.  “When the others come out, maybe we should split up for a while.  James and Sirius can go off and do all the wild and crazy rides they want, and we can do some of the calmer, gentler rides.  Maybe we could even do some more shopping.”

“I think that’s a great idea,” Peter smiled.  “We could go back and find some mouse ears for you too, if you want,” he suggested.

Remus winked at him.  “Or wolf ears?” he grinned.

Peter chuckled.

When James and Sirius exited the ride, they were laughing and hooting as they walked over to where Remus and Peter sat.  It was Peter who was the one to suggest they split up for a while and then meet up for dinner later in the day.  It didn’t take James and Sirius too long to agree with that, and within minutes, they had run off towards Autopia while Peter and Remus made their way slowly back to Fantasy Land.

 

 


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