Marauders Year 1: Rule the School

Chapter 10: Moony, Lily Evans

Three days. The other three boys had been messing with the rest of the school for three days and already they had established themselves as the resident pranksters. They are going absolutely bonkers with their prank ideas. Charming the armor to shoot streams of water at any passing teacher-with pinpoint accuracy, too. Jinxing the door of the Slytherin common room so that anyone who comes out instantly has neon pink hair....and more. They also somehow managed to rope Remus into their plans as well. 

Why, oh why do they have to come to me asking where to find Jobberknoll feathers so they can slip it into the Slytherins' tea? 

By "they," Remus actually meant Sirius and James. Those two were both inseparable and insufferable. They had somehow turned getting detention into a competition ('Oi, Jamie! I've gotten twenty-six detentions already!' 'Noooooooo, I've only got twenty-fiveeeee!' This was two days ago and Sirius and James were tied with a grand total of fifty-four detentions. In the first three days. Goodness knows how many detentions they'll manage to accumulate -just the two of them- by the end of the year!) The Marauders, as James insisted on calling their little group, had befriended Peeves the Poltergeist. Peeves liked to help James and Sirius execute some of their plans. Okay, James, Sirius, and Remus. And Peter. But Peter really just tagged along and worshipped the ground James and Sirius walked on. 

At this moment, their quartet started around the corner. Peter was nibbling on his chocolate frog from breakfast while Sirius and James discussed prank ideas. 

          "Hey, Remmy!" Sirius called from over James's shoulder, "D'ya think would be able to sneak into the Slytherin common rooms and smear James's dad's newest prototype on their hair?"

Now, James's dad is Fleamont Potter, a renowned wizard who owns the Sleekeazy's Hair Potion business. Sleekeazy's sells potions and creams for the hair, lotion, perfume, and more so it's safe to say that the Potters (Fleamont, Euphemia, and James) are quite well off. This newest prototype is a potion that is supposed to make your hair look windswept. Unfortunately, as James told Remus as they were walking, it has only managed to make the tester-mice's fur look like someone shook a load of sawdust onto their hair. 

          "Mmm. I think it'd be easier to put it into the pipes, if you get what I mean. See, we don't know the Slytherin password and we don't have the time to spy for weeks on the common room to catch to password. So, if we find out the source of the water in the Slytherin dorms and pour the potion in as well, then every Slytherin who took a shower would come out with sawdust-hair," I explain. 

Sirius and James's jaws drop. Then, recovering, Remus sees that glint in Sirius's eye and the sparkle in James's. 

          "You are an evil genius, Rem!" Sirius squeals. 

They put their heads together to plot and I return to my book...

        "WATCHIT YOU!"

I really can't leave them alone for more than two seconds, can I?  Remus thinks. 

He shrinks his bookbag and places a featherlight charm on it then proceeds to float it in front of him. Finally, he turns and almost facepalms. 

With no logic, Sirius and James have spontaneously decided to have a race in the middle of a crowded corridor and have subsequently run into two people. One is the redhead James was watching in Transfiguration. She has Titian red hair and large, emerald green eyes. A smattering of soft freckles adorns her button nose. The other is a boy with onyx black eyes and jet black hair. His skin is pale-almost sickly-and his nose is hooked. He is a Slytherin. 

James must have stumbled over them because he's sprawled on the ground. The onyx-eyed boy is also on the ground. His book bag is half open with books scattered across the floor so he must have been to one James ran in to. Sirius has made a detour and is currently by James's side, helping him up while the Gryffindor redhead is next to her Slytherin friend, helping to pick up the books. 

Remus sighs and makes his way over. 

          "Sirius Orion Black the Third. Details. Now."

          "Why me?!"

         "Because you're the only one between you two in a state to do so."

          "Uh...well...James and I were gonna race to the castle grounds but then this one here," he gestures vaguely in the Slytherin's direction, "got in the way. So James fell over and now he's being grouchy."

          "That sounds incredibly one-sided. How you managed to do that will continue to work wonders on me for evermore," I snipe sarcastically. "You two, what are your names and what did these two do?"

The redhead is the first to answer. 

         "I'm Lily. Lily Evans. I think that what happened was this boy here -Potter, yes?- was running down the hall when he collided with Sev here and made us loose our footing."

I nod. 

          "Thank you, Evans. You?" I say, in the general direction of the one she called Sev. 

He eyes me warily for a moment (Honestly. Slytherins and their [un]trustfulness!) but finally answers. 

         "Severus Snape. Potter-" he says with a surprising amount of venom, "decided it would be smart to run down a crowded hallway and crash into an unsuspecting pair of friends and then blame it on the ones who he crashed in to!" 

          "Oh. I'm so sorry on behalf of my friends here. I really do hope you'll find it in your hearts to forgive them. Meanwhile, I shall be giving them a very long and serious talk about why not to race down a crowded hallway." 

Lily nods, looking satisfied and turns to put the last book back. Snape, on the other hand, looks positively murderous as he swings the book bag over his shoulder and stalks away, Lily next to him. 

          "Remmy! You had to do that didn't you!" James whines. "I could have tried my charms on her!"

          "Remmy!" Sirius gasps as he clutches his heart and dramatically sweeps his hand over his forehead, "How could you possibly be merciful to old Snivellus?!" 

I roll my eyes at their antics but smile a little anyways. 

          "Come on, guys. Don't think you're getting out of that long-and-serious talk anytime soon."

          "Oooh! Yes! Finally! We get to have a long talk about ME!!!" Sirius exclaims. 

I sigh and proceed to drag them into an empty classroom despite their protests.