The whole school was overexcited. For a week now, the tension between Gryffindors and Slytherins had been palpable, and on that morning everyone in the school was picking up a side. Gryffindor and Slytherin were fighting for the Quidditch Cup, both of the teams having won their two previous matches, and now the precious title was at stake. Even James was nervous, and unable to completely hide it, at least in front of the Marauders. "Prongs, if you don"t stop pacing, I will petrify you," Sirius warned him, as he was himself sitting on his bed, trying to control his shaking hands. James sighed, throwing his head backwards towards the ceiling of the boys" dormitory. "I just wish it was all over already," the captain said. "I"m sure you"ll be fine," Remus reassured them, though he himself

