Random Marauders Writing Fanfic :)
I know this is crazy, and my friends have told me, but I felt like posting this. I wrote this to relieve myself of aggravation and frustration.
"Absolutely brilliant, Padfoot." A young James Potter said. "You have got to be the best pranker in the history of all prankers."
"Not too shabby yourself, Prongs." Sirius Black said in reply. "But, uh, hand over the galleons." James handed over five, shiny galleons sullenly.
"I thought for sure he'd go with teddy bears this time." James said with a smile.
"Not funny, James." Lily Evans said shortly. "What has he ever done to you?"
"Aw, Evans we were just having a little harmless fun. If it helps, I lost the bet." James said.
"Sev. Your pants. She said to Severus Snape. She turned to James. "Lay off him, ok?"
Snape turned to James and Sirius. He stabbed both in the heart and that was the end of them. He won over Lily's heart 100 years later when she was too old to remember the act of cruelty he committed. He died right at the altar of their marriage. Lily died there also. The marriage turned into a funeral. Harry Potter never existed and Voldemort destroyed the whole world and replaced it with clones of Justin Beiber and Rebecca Black until they all died from hearing their terrible voices.
The End. Literally.