Mischief Managed

Maybe

Remus's point of view:
We had stayed up all night working on the map. It was around 5:00 in the morning.
"I think it's ready." I said.
"Let's test it." James said. "I Solemnly swear that I am up to no good." James tapped the map with his wand. Words appeared on the blank parchment.
"Mischief managed." Sirius said tapping the map. All the words vanished.
"It works!" James exclaimed happily.
"Now on to phase two." Sirius said grinning mischievously.
"Phase two?" Peter asked.
"Here's the plan." James said.

James point of view:
It was the night before we go home for the summer. We crawled out of bed. I grabbed my invisibility cloak from my trunk. We put it on but it didn't do much good. The cloak was too small to fit four people under and didn't cover our feet.
We walked down to the Great hall.
"Let's get started." I said smirking.

Lily's point of view:
Marlene, Alice and I were walking down to breakfast.
"It's a bit cold today." Alice said.
It was cold, too cold for June.
"Merlin's beard!" I gasped. The floor was covered in ice. Snow fell from the ceiling.
"What happened?" Alice asked.
"I think I know." Marlene said smirking. James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter walked toward us.
"Hi Evans." James said.
"You've really outdone yourselves." I said.
"Thank you." James said, taking a bow.
I slipped on the ice and fell forward. James caught me. My face was inches from his.
"I guess you can't help falling for me."he said.
I laughed. Maybe I like him a little, just maybe.
"Will you go out with me?" He asked hopefully.
He's persistent I'll give him that.
"Maybe someday." I said.
He raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Really? How about a kiss?"
"Don't push your luck." I said.
"You owe me 3 gallions Mickinnon." Sirius said.
"What?!" Marlene asked.
"We made a bet and Evans said she'd go out with Prongs so I win." Sirius said looking pleased with himself.
"She said maybe, that doesn't count." Marlene argued.
"Admit it I'm right." Sirius said.
"Never." Marlene said. She threw a snowball. It hit Sirius in the face.
"This means war Mickinnon!" Sirius said, making a snowball.
Soon we all joined in the snowball fight.

Snape's point of view:
I walked up the stairs to the great hall. The floors were icy and snow fell from the ceiling. It must be James Potter and his friends annual prank. Her red hair caught my eye. I hadn't spoken to Lily since I called her a mudblood. I want to apologize but I don't think I could face her. James Potter and his gang were having a snowball fight with Lily and her friends. James said something. Lily laughed and smiled at him. What does she see in that prat anyway? He didn't call her a mudblood. I hate James Potter. I hate myself more for what I said to Lily.