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A/N: I should be in bed…but I am writing. Oh- I got the video camera idea from Ron's Secret Admirer. I hope she will not kill me. Please. I had to use the camera! Nothing else! I swear! *cries* Well, uh, yes, that is all I have to say.
April Foolin' Around
By Mrs Grim
It was another morning at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. However, this morning was different. It was the morning that they waited for every year. It might as well have been 'Marauder's Day'. It was April Fools. And they couldn't wait…
It was the one day of the year that they rolled out of bed on time. It was the one time that they WANTED to get up and go to class. Only the sweet thought of pulling pranks could put such a fire in their hearts.
"Prongs!"
James rolled over and grumbled.
"Yo!"
"Sirius," James commented through his teeth, "When did you decide to become a morning person?"
Sirius threw a pillow at his head.
"Ouch."
Remus was already beginning to wake. Who could sleep through Sirius? Not even Peter the imperturbable could…
"James!" Sirius was telling him loudly, "You are really not very intelligent in the mornings."
"Is this supposed to make me want to wake up? 'Cause the only thing you are succeeding in is making me want to kill you."
Sirius grinned broadly as if it was all in a days work.
"He means," Remus told James, "That it is April Fools today and-"
There was a blur in front of him. No, it wasn't even that. It was more like a sudden breeze. He shook his head and James was standing in front of him, jumping impatiently.
"Really?" His look turned devious, "I have waited my life- no, wait, I've waited a year, but-"
Peter was coming awake now, "Who- what- where-"
"Can't you ever think of something original?" Sirius interrupted, "Who is us, what is pranks and where is everywhere." He thought about this, "And particularly where there are Slytherins."
'I second that," James put in happily. He was much more awake now.
Sirius rubbed his hands together and tried to look sinister, "Right. Are the teachers going to get it or what?"
Remus smiled despite the trouble they would be in very soon, "Oh, yeah!"
-*-
It was a tradition. A tradition that every teacher secretly feared…or at least most of them feared it. McGonagall was more pissy than fearful…nothing terrified her. She terrified everyone else.
Each year they would play The Pranks. Each teacher would get a different one. It was the day to prove if you could avoid it, or if you'd get humiliated by your own students. That day had come.
Peter had helped to provide a device that would tape their every move. It was a very old version of a video camera. Peter was the designated taper, which he complained about quite a bit.
******
Peter: Testing, testing, check?
Sirius: For God's sake, Wormtail! Point it the right way!
Remus: Maybe I should tape…
Everyone but Peter: No!
Peter: Yes!
******
James: Have you got that now?
Peter: May be not, perhaps I shouldn't tape this…I'm sure that one of you wants to-
Sirius: No.
Remus: No.
James: Haha, no.
Peter: Rats!
Sirius: Look, we're on our first prank, right? Keep it steady.
Peter *grumbles*
James: Here we are in Professor Trelawney's class. Say hi class!
Class: Hi.
James: How about a bit more enthusiasm! We are going to get to make a fool of Professor Trelawney!
Class *much more enthused* HI!
Sirius: And just where is the old bird?
Remus: We can't play a trick on her if she isn't here…
Prof T *voice floats in*: I know all and see all-
Peter: Really?
James: She's been saying that since day one…
Prof T: I can see the future, I can see- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Sirius: I guess she didn't see that coming.
Prof T: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! OUT! OUT! GET THEM OUT THIS SECOND! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Remus: Well, I think that this is a success!
Sirius: Yo, batty lady! You might want to get your money back on that 'inner eye' thingie. Seems to be malfunctioning.
James: I KNEW that the flobberworms would come in handy. They're almost as ugly as her come to think of it.
Sirius: And they match her hair quite nicely. How cute.
Peter: That's one way to put it…
******
After Divination…..
Voices can be heard in the teachers' lounge.
"Now, Sybil, just calm down!"
"In my hair! MY HAIR! My beautiful hair!''
Minerva McGonagall muttered something under her breath.
Sybil wiped her eyes, smearing mascara, and turned a frosty look on her colleague.
"What was that, Minerva."
"Oh, nothing, Sybil," she said calmly. Then she snorted.
"I distinctly heard you mutter something about my hair and I heard the word rat's nest-"
"Or," Minerva gasped in laughter. "More appropriately, worm's nest!" She burst into tears from her mirth.
Little professor Flitwick barely was able to stop Sybil from aiming a curse at Minerva.
"Please," Professor Dumbledore said calmly, "There's no need to get so worked up."
"Albus!" Minerva cried. "Why don't you stop them?!"
Dumbledore chuckled and pulled a tin out of his pocket.
"Lemon drop?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Come now, Minerva. A spot of competition never hurt anyone."
"It'll hurt us pretty soon-"
"You'll just have to show them who's boss."
Minerva hesitated, "Albus, are you sure-"
"Of course! I have faith in my teachers! They wouldn't let a couple 6th years beat them."
He grinned at them all and left. The damage was done, however. The gauntlet had been thrown. And they couldn't resist the challenge.
"So," Minerva said to her fellow professors, "This is WAR."
A/N: Oh, my! This is turning out into a little battle. LOL, well, we'll see how it turns out.
Pranksters vs. Teachers…who will come out on top?
Reviewing would be nice. You know you want to!
Mrs Grim
A/N: I should be in bed…but I am writing. Oh- I got the video camera idea from Ron's Secret Admirer. I hope she will not kill me. Please. I had to use the camera! Nothing else! I swear! *cries* Well, uh, yes, that is all I have to say.
April Foolin' Around
By Mrs Grim
It was another morning at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. However, this morning was different. It was the morning that they waited for every year. It might as well have been 'Marauder's Day'. It was April Fools. And they couldn't wait…
It was the one day of the year that they rolled out of bed on time. It was the one time that they WANTED to get up and go to class. Only the sweet thought of pulling pranks could put such a fire in their hearts.
"Prongs!"
James rolled over and grumbled.
"Yo!"
"Sirius," James commented through his teeth, "When did you decide to become a morning person?"
Sirius threw a pillow at his head.
"Ouch."
Remus was already beginning to wake. Who could sleep through Sirius? Not even Peter the imperturbable could…
"James!" Sirius was telling him loudly, "You are really not very intelligent in the mornings."
"Is this supposed to make me want to wake up? 'Cause the only thing you are succeeding in is making me want to kill you."
Sirius grinned broadly as if it was all in a days work.
"He means," Remus told James, "That it is April Fools today and-"
There was a blur in front of him. No, it wasn't even that. It was more like a sudden breeze. He shook his head and James was standing in front of him, jumping impatiently.
"Really?" His look turned devious, "I have waited my life- no, wait, I've waited a year, but-"
Peter was coming awake now, "Who- what- where-"
"Can't you ever think of something original?" Sirius interrupted, "Who is us, what is pranks and where is everywhere." He thought about this, "And particularly where there are Slytherins."
'I second that," James put in happily. He was much more awake now.
Sirius rubbed his hands together and tried to look sinister, "Right. Are the teachers going to get it or what?"
Remus smiled despite the trouble they would be in very soon, "Oh, yeah!"
-*-
It was a tradition. A tradition that every teacher secretly feared…or at least most of them feared it. McGonagall was more pissy than fearful…nothing terrified her. She terrified everyone else.
Each year they would play The Pranks. Each teacher would get a different one. It was the day to prove if you could avoid it, or if you'd get humiliated by your own students. That day had come.
Peter had helped to provide a device that would tape their every move. It was a very old version of a video camera. Peter was the designated taper, which he complained about quite a bit.
******
Peter: Testing, testing, check?
Sirius: For God's sake, Wormtail! Point it the right way!
Remus: Maybe I should tape…
Everyone but Peter: No!
Peter: Yes!
******
James: Have you got that now?
Peter: May be not, perhaps I shouldn't tape this…I'm sure that one of you wants to-
Sirius: No.
Remus: No.
James: Haha, no.
Peter: Rats!
Sirius: Look, we're on our first prank, right? Keep it steady.
Peter *grumbles*
James: Here we are in Professor Trelawney's class. Say hi class!
Class: Hi.
James: How about a bit more enthusiasm! We are going to get to make a fool of Professor Trelawney!
Class *much more enthused* HI!
Sirius: And just where is the old bird?
Remus: We can't play a trick on her if she isn't here…
Prof T *voice floats in*: I know all and see all-
Peter: Really?
James: She's been saying that since day one…
Prof T: I can see the future, I can see- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Sirius: I guess she didn't see that coming.
Prof T: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! OUT! OUT! GET THEM OUT THIS SECOND! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Remus: Well, I think that this is a success!
Sirius: Yo, batty lady! You might want to get your money back on that 'inner eye' thingie. Seems to be malfunctioning.
James: I KNEW that the flobberworms would come in handy. They're almost as ugly as her come to think of it.
Sirius: And they match her hair quite nicely. How cute.
Peter: That's one way to put it…
******
After Divination…..
Voices can be heard in the teachers' lounge.
"Now, Sybil, just calm down!"
"In my hair! MY HAIR! My beautiful hair!''
Minerva McGonagall muttered something under her breath.
Sybil wiped her eyes, smearing mascara, and turned a frosty look on her colleague.
"What was that, Minerva."
"Oh, nothing, Sybil," she said calmly. Then she snorted.
"I distinctly heard you mutter something about my hair and I heard the word rat's nest-"
"Or," Minerva gasped in laughter. "More appropriately, worm's nest!" She burst into tears from her mirth.
Little professor Flitwick barely was able to stop Sybil from aiming a curse at Minerva.
"Please," Professor Dumbledore said calmly, "There's no need to get so worked up."
"Albus!" Minerva cried. "Why don't you stop them?!"
Dumbledore chuckled and pulled a tin out of his pocket.
"Lemon drop?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Come now, Minerva. A spot of competition never hurt anyone."
"It'll hurt us pretty soon-"
"You'll just have to show them who's boss."
Minerva hesitated, "Albus, are you sure-"
"Of course! I have faith in my teachers! They wouldn't let a couple 6th years beat them."
He grinned at them all and left. The damage was done, however. The gauntlet had been thrown. And they couldn't resist the challenge.
"So," Minerva said to her fellow professors, "This is WAR."
A/N: Oh, my! This is turning out into a little battle. LOL, well, we'll see how it turns out.
Pranksters vs. Teachers…who will come out on top?
Reviewing would be nice. You know you want to!
Mrs Grim