*The marauders sitting in the dorms, bored*
Peter: What would you want done with ur dead body?
James, confused: Umm, I mean - I'd want it buried?
Sirius: Yea, same-
Sirius, laying on Remus' Lap: Except for my middle fingers, I want them chopped off and sent off, one each to my parents
Marauders: . . .
Remus, shrugs: Eh good idea, send mine too!
James, nodding: Me three! But maybe sending the whole hand would be more effective?
Sirius, thinking it over: Hmm, yea, good thinking, Prongs!
Peter: . . .
Peter: Uhh, I think I'll keep mine









