Marlene And Hair - Passing Notes Can Be Productive
Authors Note - So like... HI AGAIN! I know, I'm guilty and really sorry I hadn't done this earlier but this is the sequel to "Passing Notes Can Be A Good Thing" as you may already know. If you haven't read the first one you need to do so before reading this one any further. Anyway, so I've been meaning to start this one for a while now but I either didn't have the time, had no inspiration or couldn't be bothered... guilty again. Sorry for putting it off for so long. To make it up to you awesome readers I'm going to add Marlene Price - another fourth year who's in Ravenclaw house. She's a bit of a hot player so we'll see how she goes. Marlene is not a permanent character just yet, I'm still making up my mind but she will be in the first few chapters at least. Let the note-passing begin!
Disclaimer - I have come up with nothing but the ideas and storyline of this text.
Set in Lily the Marauder's fourth year, an Astronomy class on a Monday, first lesson. This is all on notes which are being passed around among the group during various classes.
KEY
Lily
James
Remus
Sirius
Peter
Marlene
Howdy y'all!
Pardon? Could you speak english please?
It's a form of greeting, Prongs. Just go with it.
I don't just go with it. I AM it. I repeat: can we speak english?
Prongs has enough trouble with walking, let alone talking as well!
Hush it, or you won't be talking for a while Wormtail.
Shutting up.
Awwwe! Don't be mean to poor Wormy!
I don't think my wealth really applies here...
No silly! You're innocent... ish.
Ohhh. Ok.
Now apologize Bambi!
No.
Say sorry!
Nope.
Do it!
Nup.
APOLOGIZE NOW!
No.
He's a nasty piece of work this one.
Charming.
Not to everyone.
Neither are you.
At least I can get a girl.
At least I know her name.
Okay, calm down guys.
Who does that?
Does what?
Spells out the whole word "okay".
I do.
Why?
Moony can spell what he wants, how he wants.
Because I can.
Hi boys.
Hello Evans!
And there it is again!
What?
Why do you people insist on writing the whole, full, long version of a word?
I am lost...
You're not alone.
Because she's with me!
Padfoot, sometimes people decide to put an extra second into writing the proper word.
That, and it's more respectable not to write abbreviations.
I sort of get it now...
I'm still in the dark.
But it saves time to write "ok" or "kk" instead of "okay", or to write "hi" or "hey" instead of "hello".
How much time?
A few hours.
Does this really matter?
Yes. I am trying to make a point. In those few hours that you spend writing that whole word, I could finish my charms essay, read 'Hogwarts: A History', run around the world, finish Auror training and have died of old age!
...
Whatever you say Padfoot.
How are you Evans?
I'm well, thanks Potter.
Good to know.
Hey guys!
...
...
Uhh...
Who are you?
The name's Marlene. Marlene McKinnon. Haven't you ever heard of me?
...
Yeah... but aren't you with their lot?
Who's lot?
You know. All those... girls.
Well, duh!
How are you, Marlene?
Fine thanks. And you?
I'm good.
Good good or alright good?
Uhh, alright good I guess.
That's good.
So who are you again?
Marlene McKinnon. Fourth year Ravenclaw. Half-blood. Had 3 boyfriends in the past two months. Currently dating Amos Diggory. 30cm long brown hair. Really sexy.
Modest.
Only as much as you, Black.
Point taken.
But wasn't Amos dating Catrina Cattlemop?
No, they broke up last friday because Catrina bought lunch for Zacary Salmun at the Hogsmeade trip.
But isn't Zac going out with Halsey Aleburt? I saw them in the library only Sunday.
Yeah, but he dumped her because she kissed Daren Dytten in a broom closet on Sunday, just after his Quidditch training.
He did seem a bit eager to finish on Sunday.
That's why.
I swear I saw Daren making googely eyes with Tracy Teroec at breakfast this morning. They were practically snogging with their eyes over a bowel of cereal. It was disgusting!
OMG! Really? Are you sure?
Yep.
Certain? 100%? Bet your life?
Yeah...
Oh my goodness, that means...
The world is going to end. Big woop.
This is serious!
And this is James. And over there is Remus. Next to him is Peter. This is Lily-flower just here. And I am Sirius!
Hardy har har.
Gotta watch those puns missy.
That's great and all but I gotta go.
We're in class!
You have so much to learn.
*Marlene puts her hand up, puts on a completely different face and waits for the professor to notice her.*
"Yes, Miss McKinnon?"
"Professor, I'm not feeling so well and I think I have a stomach bug. May I go to the Hospital Wing for a checkup?" asked Marlene with one hand on her stomach, looking in pain.
"Errr, yes. Of course. Take your things with you."
"Thank you so much professor!" she said, looking grateful as she started gathering her things. Marlene turned and winked at the Marauders as she walked out the doorway and out of sight.
*Back on the notes...*
She's good!
What the hell was that?
It's this thing called lying, Wormy. Ever heard of it?
I know but she was just so...
Innocent-looking? I know.
And here I was, thinking you boys are the only rule-breakers...
Really?
No, Remus, I was being sarcastic.
Oh. Okay, sorry.
Ruined the moment much.
Why write "much" at the end?
Why not?
Says the man who has a mental breakdown over "hello" and "okay".
But much is a cool word!
Hypocrite.
It's slang for... something.
You boys are insane. I'm going to try to listen to the professor.
Go ahead.
!
You know by the time you finished writing "NOOO ect." Lily-flower was gone.
I feel so... empty inside. Hollow. Like the lonely wind that-
smells awfully like the pumpkin juice you drank at breakfast.
Lovely poetry just there.
I agree.
Padfoot! Let me finish! Like the lonely wind that blows-
up the Slytherin's dungeons.
Two problems with that Padfoot. 1) There is no breeze under ground in the dungeons. 2) What type of wind blows up?
The awesome type of wind.
Which is...?
My wind.
...
Moving on.
So what about this Marlene person.
I don't know. I only really know her name and what she looks like.
Well, for starters she's quite good-looking-
She's practically a supermodel!
-whatever, and she's a Ravenclaw so that's got to mean something-
Apparently she's never been dumped because she always turns the ending conversation around so she dumps the guy at the last second.
-great, she's really in the 'loop'(gossip freak) and to put it simply, she's a player.
I could have told you that!
You basically did.
If I didn't know any better, I'd say you fancied the bird Padfoot.
Me? Fancy her? Never.
Mmhmmm.
Well, I don't!
I believe you, it's ok.
That makes me feel so much better!
Nice to know I've made a difference.
That was sarcasm.
*Face-palm*
*Eye-roll*
*Giggle*
Giggle?
Yeah, why not?
Nothing it's just... giggle?
Chuckle is more original.
Well I don't chuckle, I giggle. Got a problem with that?
Giggling is for girls.
I'm not liking you very much at the moment, Wormy.
But it is!
Same thing really.
Girls and boys 'giggle'. Giggling is laughing in a nervous or silly manner. Whereas chuckling is laughing inwardly or quietly.
Ok .
I think the characteristics of giggling matches Wormy's laugh perfectly. What do you think, Prongs?
No opinion.
Come on Bambi! Everybody has an opinion even if it's not developed on purpose.
Wow! What's with all the big words today, Pads?
He's learning!
SHUT UP!
I don't really think yelling is necessary.
I think it is.
Kill me now.
How?
There are many ways. Throw him off the Astronomy Tower, drown him in the lake, force-feed him poison, hang him on the Whomping Willow, cover him in honey and seeds and lock him in the Owlery, set him on fire-
Ok, we get it.
Have you been secretly plotting my death all this time?
Nope, just Tampy. Don't worry Moony, we wouldn't dream of hurting you in any way.
We already have.
What? How?
Mentally.
It's true.
I'm so sorry to hear that but I'm afraid the process is irreversible.
Oh boy.
An awful tragedy.
Did Evans just look at me?
Yes, yes she did.
WHAT? Why?
Professor was talking about imbecilic behavior with telescopes.
Makes sense.
That means she was thinking about me...
Maybe she links the name 'James' with 'imbecile'.
I second that.
Let's not jump to conclusions. She may have just happened to be thinking of me when the professor was talking about imbeciles...
I disagree with the latter.
Shush and let the boy hold onto hope.
If you say so. But the higher he goes, the further he'll fall.
I can look after myself, thank-you-very-much!
If you say so.
Good on you, Prongs.
Thank you Wormtail. I really do like support you know.
Yeah, sorry Prongs.
...
Padfoot?
...
Tampy?
...
Fine. Sorry.
Was that really that hard?
Stop it! You sound like your mother.
That sounds so wrong.
Gross mind.
Gross hair.
DO NOT INSULT MY HAIR!
It's all greasy...
STOP IT!
.. and dirty...
NOOOOOOOOOO!
.. and always so messy...
MAKE IT STOP!
.. it's a wonder you haven't shaved it all off yet.
THE PAIN! IT'S UNBEARABLE!
Ok, stop now Prongs.
If you say so...
STOP MOKING ME!
I learnt from the man himself.
You wanna go?
Come at me bro!
Guys, before you start fighting, I believe as your companion it is my duty to-
Spit it out!
The bell has rung, therefore class has ended.
*All the other students in their class are already half way out the door when the Marauders look up. They quickly pack away their quills, parchment and books for the next lesson.*
"You still wanna go?" said Sirius bouncing on his feet and holding his fists in front of him.
"I'm good, thanks." Peter said with wide eyes.
"I was referring to Bambi over there!" said Sirius, giving James a light punch to the shoulder.
"I would like to mess up your face but there's too much seaweed in the way." James said with a smirk as he slung his book-bag over his shoulder.
"He didn't..." said Remus in mock amazement to Peter.
"But he did..." said Peter the Remus, playing along.
"Take. It. Back." Sirius said through gritted teeth, barely having enough self-restraint to hold himself back.
"Never." spat James as if he was talking to Snape.
There was a brief moment of silence. Remus and Peter watched on in amusement as Sirius glared at James and James smirked back at Sirius. Then suddenly, Sirius dropped his half packed book-bag and lurched towards James like a lion. James turned and sprinted for the open door, weaving through desks and chairs to get there. The two boys ran at full speed out the door and into the corridor. Nasty insults intended for James were bellowed from Sirius' mouth as they raced through the crowded corridors full of amused students.
"Come on Wormtail, let's get moving. We have potions next." said Remus.
"Should we bring Padfoot's stuff?" Peter asked.
"Yeah. They're going to be late anyway. He'd just get in more trouble if he turned up without his equipment as well." answered Remus as the two remaining boys walked at normal pace down the corridor.
*THE END*
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