Revenge Is Beautiful
By Frantic Jumping Bean
Summary: Or why Frank Longbottom decided to go back to the 'Marauder's Den' cause he's not crazy and has a good reason. And who knew Lily liked to make flower crowns? Fem!Harry. Time Travel. MWPP Era.
Disclaimer:
FJB: I don't own HP universe. JK Rowling does. I just create random and slightly pointless plots.
Authors Note: Hey! No worries, I'm alive and well; was just suffering from a really bad case of writer's block and ended up getting sucked into Avengers fandom =P Also, thank you yuppina22 for motivating me to write.
This is gonna be a funny and fluffy prompt. (At least, I hope that's how it'll turn out.)
PS: This fic. is not Beta-Read, so consider yourselves warned. If you find any mistakes feel free to inform me and I'll correct it.
Chapter 1 – Runes and DADA lessons.
In which Frank signs himself up to become the Marauders' victim. (He has a good reason, though!)
Harriah Robbins (formerly known as Harriah Potter) turned yet another crinkly page and stifled yet another urge to bash her head. The book she had picked out - an only copy of 'Applying Runes: Advanced Guide' - to craft her spell, was utter rubbish. None of the runes were recognisable and the presence of the Library Dragon, Madam Pince, was the only thing stopping Ria from yelling out in frustration.
Just as she was considering burning the book and cackling over it's ashy remains, distraction appeared in the form of Frank Longbottom, sinking in the opposite chair, with a cheerful smile. A part of her mind hoped the bloody book realized how damn lucky it was, while yet another part of her mind wondered if she'd finally gone mad.
"Hey Robins! Fancy meeting you here," Frank said grinning at her. Ria put her book down slowly with a mock-suffering sigh "Ah! Mr Longbottom. Must you bother me so with your presence?"
"Alas! Lady Robins, while I offer you my apologies, I am afraid, I must request your assistance on a matter of serious business," he played along, adopting a grievous look.
Ria laughed, "Well, spill it."
"Alright-y then," Frank said, dropping the act with another grin, "it's like this: You are incredible at DADA. Like really good! No, nope! No use denying it," he cut her off when she tried to protest, "we all saw you in action that day; the only one to pass Auror Moody's test!"
"Uh..." Ria groaned, half embarrassed and half not knowing what to say. Absolutely no one had known that Professor Gordon, their usual DADA instructor, had fallen ill and had asked Auror Moody to take over as substitute. So when she along with the rest of the class had arrived to find their classroom utterly trashed, Ria had her wand at the ready as her instincts from the war kicked in.
Apparently, her vigilance aka paranoia, fast reflexes and swiftness in raising magical shields earned her points in Moody's book. Figures.
Frank continued, his words picking up speed, "Three days since he has come and you're already like Moody's new protégé or something. And damn! That bloke's bloody tough to impress. But back to the topic, I've always wanted to be an Auror. Gonna be one when I'm out of school, and I want to get top marks and have Moody's approval. You know the saying 'A bad Auror is a dead Auror.' And if Auror Moody says you're good then he means you're good! So yeah, I was kinda hopping that you'd have free time to train me, you know."
Ria blinked 'wow! That was one fast speech.'
"Ria?" Frank asked worriedly when she didn't answer. Ria smiled at him "Sorry 'bout that. I was just deciphering your speech." He laughed, "So?"
Ria thought about it "Hm. I want to see how you duel first, then maybe your reaction speed. If you're really good, it would be easy for me to teach you. You see, I have a bit of a problem holding back," she said looking sheepish. "It's not always good. But tell me, you're in my year; so how come you're not rooming with the Marauders?"
"Room with the Marauders?!" he asked holding both his hand to his cheeks, acting horrified. "Dylan and I used to hide in the second year's dorm when we first came here. James gathered those three up and pranked us all year. The next year we got the Firsties to let us bunk with them since they were only three. The dorm is a prankster's paradise and their target's hell!"
"Well, since I can't teach you right off the bat, here is your first assignment: you're to room with the Marauders again," Frank made a choking noise and mimed slashing his neck off with his hand, "and you are to survive and avoid being pranked," Ria finished.
"Are you crazy?! No wait, don't answer, I know you are crazy! And if I bunk with those crazies, I'll go crazy."
"Well think of it this way; those guys are unpredictable. If you can survive them, you can survive Death Eaters and other dark plots. Oh and one more thing. This is going to stay between us. You won't tell them anything about your reason. This is basically survival of the fittest!" Ria informed him with a smirk.
"You are sooo evil! Harriah Ronald Robins. Sooo evil!" he told her solemnly.
Ria huffed, "No, I'm not evil. This," she paused to draw a Thurisaz Merkstave rune on parchment, "is evil."
Most of the parchment was filled with clusters of the Hagalaz rune - which, by itself created the basic disruption effect, but when linked with other runes, it caused suffering and illness, irreparable damage or was plain fatal depending on the intent.
"This," she copied a rune from her text painstakingly, "is rubbish!" She glared at the rune as if it had mortally harmed her. Mentally, she placed dishonour upon said rune, upon said rune's family and upon said rune's cow. 'And yep, I'm one step closer to becoming 100% insane,' she thought to herself.
Frank leaned in to see the rune, "I've never seen this rune before. Hang on, which book did you pick? Show me."
He snorted when he saw the cover, "Ha! Of all the books in the Library Ria, you just picked the one that got soaked in pumpkin juice and butter!"
Ria pulled a face which made Frank laugh at her. "Those are two runes Ria, not one. Look carefully. The rune on the next page is so dark you can see it imposed on this rune - Raido."
He took the quill from her and drew it on an empty parchment, then he flipped to the previous page and squinted at the rune, trying to decipher and draw it, "I think this one is some kind of cluster linked rune with a Jera rune as the base, not so sure though; I stopped the classes after O.W.L.s. Well, ok then, I'm going to pack and shrink my stuff there. You had better teach me DADA Robins or el-"
"Got it Longbottom; now go. Your girlfriend is calling you!" she shooed him off by flapping her hand.
Smiling, Ria focused on interpreting the runes Frank had sketched out and then as she wrote down the meanings she frowned as the runes boiled down to two words: temporal expedition.
"Hey Prongs, look at this!" Sirius called him over when they returned to their dorms, holding up a letter.
"Who is it from?" Peter asked. Remus looked up curiously, "Who is it addressed to?"
James came over and plucked the letter from Sirius' hands. "It's addressed to us"
The others looked over James' shoulders as he read aloud:
Dear Marauders,
I have decided to give you an early Christmas gift,
A prank tester/victim/guinea pig.
Have fun and don't hold back!
I hope you enjoy!
As soon as he finished reading, the letter burst into flames and was destroyed.
"What do you think that meant?" Peter asked, looking at the others with a puzzled expression. A loud knock interrupted whatever Sirius was going to say.
"Oi! Open the door."
Remus flicked his wand and the door opened admitting a very nervous Frank Longbottom into the messy Marauders den. "Hey guys! What's up? I hope you don't mind if I bunk with you lot…"
The Marauders exchanged glances as a wicked smile crept on their faces and they looked at Frank as one.
Frank's eyes widened and he gulped audibly.
"O-ohh Fra-ank…"
To Be Continued
So first chapters' up; I have the second chapter almost ready, so stay tuned folks!
Review or else you'll be the Marauders' next prank victim! ;D
