Oblivious - James Sirius Potter

Prank the Prankster

  ---James just screamed a few threats to kill whoever did this, which makes Miraline stop laughing, and started to think about her death wish.---

It was probably almost midnight, but Miraline, Tanya, and Caroline is still wide awake in their dormitory. Not that it was a big deal since tomorrow is Saturday.

"A week detention? That's it?" said Miraline, raising her voice.

"Stop yelling, you're gonna wake the others" said Caroline looking back to the other  two girls who are sleeping peacefully on their four poster bed. "And yes, only a week. Eleanor heard Professor McGonagall the other day, screaming at them. But they promise they would clean up the Great Hall without magic. And Professor sounds satisfied by their promise."

"That wouldn't satisfy us, now would it?" said Tanya. She started to hate on the Gremlins too, thanks to Miraline. "Would like to see them spend the night in the Slytherin house for a month. Only then i will be satisfied." She huffed.

"Poor Finnick" Miraline sigh, "He didn't have the chance for revenge. He probably wanted to throw a whole turkey on his face."

"Oh, Poor Finnick, eh?" Caroline wiggled her eyebrow, "Always thought you had a thing for him."

"That's what i said." said Tanya, before Miraline stare daggers at her "I mean- that's not what i said" She let out a weak and fake laugh.

The room fell silent for a moment, and Caroline started to yawn, "Potter never got pranked didn't he?"

"i don't think so, no" said Tanya, squinting her eyes. "Nobody wanted to mess with that lot since Edward Lupin arrived. Reckon they're too scared to, considering the fact that they always came up with the best prank."

"They could make life a living hell." said Caroline,

"But-"  Miraline hesitated, "But what if they don't know who pranked them?"

The other two girls were looking at Miraline as if she was mental. "Oh, they would found out eventually." said Caroline surely "Mark my words, they're not the type of people who gave up easily. They would hunt you down."

"Oh, come on!They would prank us anyway." said Miraline "Might as well have revenge before they do"

"Don't tell me you're really considering it, Miraline." Tanya raised her eyebrows "He already pranked us, and i don't want him to prank me again."

"Actually," Caroline trailed off with a face that shows she's deep in thoughts"That sounds good to me. Gremlins would prank the whole student anyway, might as well give them a taste of their own medicine"

"See? Carol thinks it's a good idea" said Miraline, raising her voice again "Besides, we're Gryffindors. We're not scared of some kids pranks."

Tanya rolled her eyes and sigh,

"Are you a Gryffindor or not?"

"Fine!" said Tanya in defeat "What do you have in mind anyway?"

"First we have to find out what James love most" said Miraline, "Something we can make fun off"

"His hair?" Caroline chirped,

Miraline shakes her head, "That'd be too lame. He did that already"

"Oh, I know!" said Tanya "Himself"

"He's already a joke" said Miraline, "Or perhaps..."

+++

It was Sunday morning, the day of the match against Ravenclaw, and Everyone was putting on their mean faces. It will start right after breakfast, and Miraline was feeling rather excited. Not just because of the Quidditch match that will start in an hour, but because it was her chance to perform the prank she was planning the other night.

It was when she walked to the Quidditch Field that she caught a glimpse of the Firebolt 7. No store in London have sold the newest Firebolt, but somehow, somebody already have it in his possession.

And everyone knows the only person who had it in his possession is the one and only James Sirius Potter.

Nearly the whole student body shows up to watch the match, Caroline and Tanya was sitting in the top row, holding up their binoculars.

Meanwhile, in the locker room, Miraline and the rest of the team were already wearing their scarlet Quidditch robes. "Alright, getlemen!" said Alex as they were about to step outside the locker room, into the pitch. "And Ladies" said Miraline,

"Right." Alex nod to Miraline before continuing, "I will not take this one as a joke, you hear me? Gryffindor haven't won that much in the past few years---"

Everyone was paying attention to Alex and his speech, that no one noticed Miraline kneeling down to take out her wand from her left sock.

 James was standing a few feet in front of Miraline, holding tightly to his Firebolt 7. Miraline quickly pointed her wand to the broom and muttered carefully,

"Colovaria"

She hurriedly put her wand back in her sock, and stood up. Alex is still talking to the team, and Miraline's eyes were glued to the broom in James' hand.

The brown broomstick slowly change its color to a bright shade of pink.

Just in time, Miraline followed the rest of the team out of the locker room, still stealing glances over to James who haven't notice the change of color of his broomstick.

They walked to the Quidditch Field with a loud cheer all around. And not just cheers, laughter.

"What the f—" James curse word makes Miraline and the rest of the team turn their heads to see James' pink broomstick. James cursed a few more words that Miraline couldn't hear clearly due to the laughter from all around the pitch.

"I swear! Whoever did this is going to fu—" again, Miraline couldn't hear what he just said, She just laughed her head off, confused whether to watch the pink broom or James' equally pink face.

 She reckon James just screamed a few threat to kill whoever did this, which makes Miraline stop laughing, and started to think about her death wish.

Alex walked over to James and said something along the lines of "We could change back the color later" as he pushed James' back to walk again, followed by the rest of the team.

Madam Hooch were looking at the Gryffindor Team, frowning, with her arms crossed on her chest. The Ravenclaw team is standing behind Madam Hooch, already in the center of the Quidditch Field. Miraline could saw a few of them hiding their laughter.

"Okay," said Madam Hooch slowly, "I want a nice, clean game, from all of you! Now, mount your brooms" She glance to James who clambered onto his pink Firebolt 7. She gave him an odd look before giving a loud blast of her silver whistle.

 Fifteen brooms rose up, and the game starts.

"Just like that, the Quaffle is taken immediately by James Potter and his new broom!" bolted the commentator, which makes a half the student roared with laughter. 

But clearly, the color of the broom doesn't effect how James played the game.