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Disclaimer: I own the nickname J.S.R.P, the month of Lily's birthday, the plot.. And the hilarious thing James sings!
A/N: Sorry it's short..
"Get your tickets to the latest and first of the year, production of The J.S.R.P. Great Hall Performances, this Saturday at breakfast! Three Knuts per ticket, or two Sickles for season tickets! Get your tickets now! This show will feature the latest music by Mr. Sirius Black, the beautiful dance art created by Mr. Remus Lupin, set designs by Peter Pettigrew and starring the man himself, Mr. James Potter!!!" Arabella Figg was yelling at the top of her lungs.
Every week, the J.S.R.P. or the Marauders, as they were called around school, would charm the doorway of the Great Hall to be a locked door, open only to ticket holders of their hilarious antics, usually announcing something with a music and dance number to match. Professor Dumbledore handed Arabella two Sickles, and the next was Lily Evans and the horrid Rita Skeeter, and her best friend Bertha Jorkins. Lily detested the J.S.R.P, or should I say, the J, but enjoyed their shows. She handed Arabella the two Sickles.
Lily and the J.S.R.P had just begun their sixth year. Poor Lily was the youngest of her class, as her birthday was in May. As it was Friday, Lily had a free afternoon, which she started by buying season tickets to the J.S.R.P.
"Evans!" She heard through the crowd. She turned. She hadn't seen the speaker, but the fan club and applauding told her who is was.
"What, Potter?" She snapped, causing several third years to glare at her.
"Want to eat lunch on the bank of the Great Lake?" He asked, in mock fear. "I need help with Charms." He smiled his innocent smile that not even Lily could say no to.
Soon, they were eating a picnic lunch while Lily lay on her stomach, propping the Charms book in front of them.
"It's just a bit of swishing your wrist a little more to the right. It says right here.. Potter?" Lily's tone changed from helpful to snappy.
James was trying to conjure up a horned-helmet, to match his blonde wig, which was in two long braids. It matched his costume, which resembled that of an opera singer. He had a spear laying next to him. He looked up.
"Sorry, but Worm.. Peter wouldn't help. It's for Saturday's performance." He said, trying to use the puppy eyes.
"Alright, alright, but don't blame me if you fail Charms. What's this about, anyway? Obviously Sirius re-wrote an opera."
"If I told you that, I'd be betraying my oaths as an actor!" He said melodramatically. "Besides, I want you to be surprised."
"Aren't I always?" She asked, but received no answer.
The next morning, Lily woke up early and pulled on an emerald-green robe. She practically skipped out the portrait hole, and ran to the J.S.R.P. door, hoping to be early.
Apparently, so did Potter's fan club.
She pushed her way through them, and Arabella let her in. She chose a prime seat at the Gryffindor table, where J.S.R.P always performed on. She helped move the food out of the way, and grabbed a plate with toast and jelly on it.
As soon as every single fan of J.S.R.P came in, including Dumbledore, the performance began. Arabella was passing out programs, which read,
James Potter helped compose the new lyrics for this remake of some song I don't know, and he will sing them to the lucky lady he loves. Let's hope she doesn't have toast and jelly for breakfast like she normally does!
Lily pushed her plate away. It was a good thing too, for if she had been eating, she would have choked.
Sirius came out with his player piano, which he Charmed to make it extra-light, and Peter and Remus brought out the set. James Potter walked out in Renaissance style robes for women and the blonde wig with pigtails with the helmet on and the spear in hand. He opened his mouth to sing: (To the tune of , well, I don't know, it was that Bum bum bum bum bum bum that Nicholas Cage was singing to himself in 'Family Man')
Lily, oh, Lily!
I don't know
The tune to this song,
Lily,
How you are wrong,
Dear Lily Evans,
I love you so!
Your eyes,
They sparkle bright,
Keep me awake at night,
Your hair is silk,
It's true,
Oh,
I'm in love with you!
If only you would see,
Snape's hair is slimy!
And I'm in love with you!
One more thing I've got to add,
Sirius wrote this song!
And the script that says
Denial is wrong!
So I bid you adieu,
Tell you I love you
And right now I am
Supposed to scream
'Damn!
That girl won't kiss me now!'
He finished his little song, pulled off the robe, wig and helmet, and pulled Lily out of her chair. He pulled her into a kiss, dipping her like in Tango, grabbed her around the waist, and pulled her out of the Great Hall.
"Surprised?"