Disclaimer: I own nothing but my hot chocolate and my adorable Hana Deka Club mug.

Explanation: I woke up this morning at six, as usual, and first thing I did was check my computer to see if we were off school. (We weren't, if you were wondering. Stupid retarded one-hour delays.) Anyway, as I was going back to bed to get my extra hour of sleep, a random thought hit my head. What would happen if the Marauders did one of those annoying Myspace survey things? So... here we are. Have fun.


Hi, my name is: James Henry Potter IV.

But you can call me: James. Unless you're Moony, Padfoot, or Wormtail. Then you can call me Prongs. But, otherwise, it's James. Or Potter. Or Pothead, if you're Lily.

Never in my life have I: Gone on a date with Lily Evans. I know, it doesn't sound so horrible to you, does it? Well, trust me. It is. I'm going to do it before I die... even if it means using, as Moony would say, "forceful methods."

The one person who can drive me nuts is: Lily Evans. I mean, how can one girl be so perfect? It drives me absolutely insane. There must be something wrong with her! Trust me, I don't get frustrated easily, but Lily Evans is the one... wait. Padfoot's pretty good at driving me nuts, too. I mean, how many times can one guy bear with having to wake up every morning at six in the morning to Padfoot's incessant yapping and boundless energy? (I do realize I made him sound like a puppy right then. Trust me; you have no idea.) How can one person have so much energy in the mornings? Add the rest of the day, for that matter. Jeesh.

My school is: Hogwarts? It's pretty great; especially since everyone practically worships the ground I walk on. Except Lily. It would be even greater if she would worship the ground I walk on. It would make my life a little easier, you know?

When I'm nervous: James Potter, nervous? Pah. I'm invincible! Take that metaphorical audience!

The last song I listened to was: A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love. Don't ask... Padfoot was singing it.

If I were to get married right now it would be to: A certain red-haired green-eyed Gryffindor by the name of Lily Ann-Marie Evans.

My hair is: Messy. And very soft. Lily Evans just doesn't understand why I like to run my hands through it so much. Well, maybe if she tried doing it, she wouldn't be able to stop, either. Not that I would mind. Actually, I would very much appreciate Lily Evans running her fingers through my gorgeous hair.

When I was 4: I set the cat on fire. Poor Buttons. Oh, well. I think I did it a favor, anyway. I mean, I would set myself on fire if I had a name like... Buttons. Luckily, I was a spoiled little kid, so all I had to do was cry and act sorry for myself and I got a licorice wand and some sugar quills. I love my life.

Last Christmas: I kissed Lily Evans under the mistletoe. She wasn't too happy about it. I'm pretty sure my face is permanently scarred.

I should be: Doing my Transfiguration essay. Oh, well. This is much more interesting. Old Minnie loves me, anyway. I'm sure she won't mind.

When I look down I see: My feet. They're very nice feet. I like to think so, anyway. Lily doesn't think so. She says I have "Oedipus feet". I have no idea what that means, though. Maybe I should ask Remus about that in the future.

My happiest recent event was: Lily smiled at me in Potions today. Actually, I think she may have been smiling at Remus. Damn it.

By this time next year: I'll get Lily to go out with me. I swear it. I swear on Snivelly's grave. Well... maybe that's not such a good example.

My current gripe is: What in the name of Merlin's left shoe is a "gripe"?

I have a hard time understanding: Lily Ann-Marie Evans. I don't understand how anyone can resist the Potter charm. Seriously.

If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be:Probably Padfoot. Brag to him about my superior skills. Then Lily Evans. Try to impress her with me extreme manliness. Of course, that doesn't usually work... but it's the thought that counts.

I want to buy: Lily Evans. Is that possible? I hope so. If it's not... then I'll just settle with that new Comet coming out next month.

Where do you plan to visit: Well, I do plan on going home for the holidays if that counts. Our family vacations are few and usually unplanned seeing as my parents are quite often busy with their work. I would like to visit Lily Evans' house, though. If only I knew where that was...

If you spent the night at my house: You'd probably get lost. My house is rather large. I remember the first time Wormtail spent the night... left in the middle of the night to go find the bathroom and we didn't see him for a week. Poor Wormy. Says the experience was too horrible to talk about.

The world could do without: Snivelly. Unless you were planning to solve the world's oil crisis by collecting the oil dripping from his overly large nose. Honestly, what else is he good for?

Most recent thing I've bought myself: Dungbombs. Classic. I was thinking of setting them off in Filch's office. Old git.

Most recent thing someone else bought me: Chocolate Frogs. Good ol' Moony. He definitely comes in handy sometimes.

My middle name is: Henry. Didn't I already say that? Jeesh.

In the morning I: Woke up, put up with Sirius' incessant yapping and singing of "A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love", went down to breakfast, asked Lily out, got rejected by Lily, and went to Potions. What fun.

Last night I was: Monthly affairs. Secret Marauder business I can't disclose in public.

There's this guy I know who: Thought it would be fun to try and slide down the railings on the Grand Staircase. It worked well and was quite entertaining... until the staircase decided to move. Then it was even more entertaining. Wait... that was just Padfoot. Never mind. Makes it all the more entertaining.

If I was an animal I'd be a: Stag. Hint the name "Prongs".

A better name for me would be: James Potter: Quidditch God and Sole Captor of the Lovely Lady Lily's Heart.

Tomorrow I am: Probably going to ask Lily out again.

Tonight I am: ... See above.

My birthday is: March 27th. Remember it. It's a very special incredibly important date and should be celebrated worldwide.

I got this survey from: A random 2nd year girl came up and gave it to me. I wasn't quite sure what I was supposed to do with it... but I was bored and I felt like humoring her.

Darn... is that it? Oh well, time to go ask Lily out!

A/N: Yeah. So, basically, I went online and found a random generic survey and filled out the answers. If you like it... I'll continue. If you don't... I'll resign myself to permanent depression and finish my stupid shuffle thing. It starts to get really suck-ish at the end because I left in the middle to go watch Driving Lessons with my friends. Rupert Grint movie, much? I would totally recommend it.

P.S. I still need chapbook suggestions ::wink wink::

P.P.S. I hate Myspace. I hate Facebook. I hate all those networking site things. Why do I do them? I'm forced to. Against my will. By my psychopathic friends. I apologize if I offended anyone.