James Sirius Potter like to have fun. Of course the definition of fun depended on who it was. To James Sirius Potter, fun meant setting Peeves on the ancient caretaker, Filch, or charming the suits of armour to march through the school chanting 'Potter is our King!', or turning all the Slytherin Quidditch brooms bright pink right before the first match of the season...and so on. The point is James Sirius Potter liked to have fun. So when he got down to breakfast one day, and received the letter from his father, reprimanding him on his 'fun', James was a bit disappointed. According to his father, 'playing pranks on the unaware staff was not very kind' and 'using his skills for bad was not what he expected'. James sat there, a bit bummed out at his fathers lack of humour, and feeling a tad cheated as he was sure he had an ally in his dad. James decided to read the last of the letter in his room as it was sure to make James feel obligated to write back, which would take a while. He ran up to his room to get all this sentimental rubbish over and done with, and besides, he had to get to potions. Professor Greene was probably the only teacher who actually liked him, so that was the only class James bothered to try in. He skimmed through the letter...'disappointed'...'not appropriate'...'bad reputation'...'mother is very upset'...blah blah. The usual verbal vomit. As James unfolded the last bit of the letter, a fat wodge of parchment fell out. Attached to it was a note. It read: "James, Sorry for all the garbage I wrote above. Your mother was dictating. This is for you, son, I should have given this to you a while back. Just tell it that you solemnly swear you're up to no good, then your mischief is managed. Have fun, but try to keep the castle in one piece. Dad"