This is kind off like a post for fun thingy. Its not really a an fiction book, more like made up or not made up times the Marauders had. You are welcome to post ideas , and i will for sure write something with that idea. So... don't be shy, be a Gryffindor and review your idea's!
Any idea's are welcome only if they are in the Marauder times and if they include the Marauders. So again, this is kin off like a random moments they maybe had.
-Christi
Lily stood nervously next to her friend Marlene. I hope I'm in Gryffindor, she thought. A teacher was calling the names.
" Evans, Lily"
With a deep breath Lily sat down. Hmm... difficult are you? I think all the houses would suit you. Wait. The hat talked?! Well let's see... you are very loyal so let's say you are in HUFFLEPUFF!
Hufflepuff? She can't be in Hufflepuff! She was destined for Gryffindor, she knew it! But she also knew that if she was sorted, she was sorted. It was done.
She slowly walked over to the Hufflepuff table. She saw Severus at the Slytherin table stare at her in disgust, and James Potter and his friend's stare at her in surprise.
She saw another girl looking at her across from her. She smiled. "Cheer up, Lily! At least yellow goes with your red hair!" Ya right. This girl was a Hufflepuff, she knew she was just saying that to be nice. All Hufflepuffs were nice!
After dinner, a prefect took us up to a Hufflepuff common room. "The password is Fluffy Bunnies." Really? How thick do Hufflepuffs get?
Then the prefect handed me a piece of parchment.
Lily,
come to Dumbledore's office. There has been a misunderstanding. Ask the prefect
to show you were to go. The password is "Sugar Quills".
Professor Dumbledore.
Oh. So now is that misunderstanding
by any chance me getting kicked out of Hogwarts because there has been a mistake with the letters and sent it to the wrong Lily Evans? That would mean I'm a muggle. Darn.
"Excuse me, can you show me to Dumbledore's office?" The prefect nodded and leaded me there. i told the gargoyle "Sugar Quills" and it opened to an enormous staircase.
When I reached the top, there was a door. I saw Dumbledore, Potter and Black. "Hello Miss Evans. It seems like these two played a prank on you, you are about to be re-sorted.
Dumbledore put the sorting hat on my head. Almost instantly it sorted me into Gryffindor!
The next morning I went and played revenge. I put itching powder in there beds, and woke them up each day with a bucket of cold water. Oh, these to are learning not to mess with Lily Evans. I was getting used to their screams!