Ellie the Marauder | Sirius Black

|17| Prankmas

Twas the night before prankmas, and all through the school, not a creature was stirring, not even a ghoul; the prank was being set by the Marauders with care, with hopes that Filch could never prove they were there. Students and professors were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of Fizzing Whizbees danced in their heads.

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Twas the night before Prankmas, arguably our most ambitious prank during our time at school, and we were all doing some last minute preparations. The plan had been in motion since earlier that day when we slipped a sleeping draught in Filch's nighttime tea and bribed Peeves to make a distraction far away from where we were setting things up by telling him we would let him get us back the next term.

I was in charge of setting up things in the great hall, and James and Sirius were off in various parts of the castle prepping for the other bit of the prank... though, we were a little wary of letting those two wander off on their own. Remus was our lookout and was in charge of the map. He had one of James and Sirius's two way mirrors (that they always used in detention) to let them know when someone was coming while he kept me company. He also made notes on what all rules we would be breaking.

"Hey Ellie, did you ever figure out anything else about your brother?" he asked as I got to work charming a Christmas tree.

"Not really, I just know that things started going downhill once he became friends with that seventh year, Kenna Selwyn. Not sure what her deal is...."

"Have you tried asking Regulus about her?"

Regulus... I actually hadn't thought of that. "You know that's not a bad idea Moony."

We continued in comfortable silence for a while. It was one of the things I liked about Remus, that we could just be content and enjoy each other's presence without having to force a conversation all the time.

But, being me, I had to break the silence and ask a question that would no doubt annoy him and/or cause him to get all flustered.

"Sooooo.... you wanna tell me about the girl?" I asked for the billionth time that week with an innocent smile. So far, all I knew was that she was a very pretty hufflepuff with exceptionally good taste in men.

"Not really," he said scanning the map, not even bothering to look up at me.

"Oh come on Remus! I'm dying here! At least give me a hint!"

"Nope."

"MOONY PLEASE!" I begged. I was on my knees, hands clasped together, big blue puppy dog eyes looking up at him.

He looked up from the map and half smiled. "Okay. I'll humor you... She has brown hair."

What?!? SHE HAS BROWN HAIR!! I can work with this!

I momentarily took a break from charming the festive foliage to express my excitement to my werewolf friend by howling in delight.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Contain yourself Greengrass!" He chided.

"I can't! I just can't! Please tell me you asked her out!"

He didn't answer...