Tawny, Animagi, and the First Rising
A/N: This was written in 15 minutes in the middle of my English class. LOL. Moon Goddess Mira wrote Prong's part. Also, there's gonna be more of this. It might keep going till we get bored. This is the Marauder's 5th year and please, please, don't ask about Professor Blaha(hahahaha).
Disclaimer: You know the drill...don't own them. (I just want Tom Felton...) We're only borrowing them for a while... Maybe a couple years... She doesn't need the Marauders that badly does she?
Chapter 1: A Muggle Curse of Boredom
Everyone knows school can be boring. Sirius Black will tell you that in an instant. It's especially boring when you have made a bet with a certain werewolf that you would not pull any pranks for one full day.
Prongs, Professor Blaha (Hahahahaha)'s boring me.
Well Padfoot, what can we do? Well, we could make Wormtail blow something up, but honestly – we haven't done that since first year.
Yeah, because of Remy's constant tutoring and drilling. Wormy knows better now. Honestly though, does muggle history have to be soo boring?
Well, she could be monotoned... or a ghost ... or something.
'Least it's not Binns. We could be in another, more interesting class, or pulling a prank, but nooooo ~ you have to know about Lily Evans and her muggle background to understand her. You make me sick. ; D
I find Muggles quite interesting, especially Lily, but then again I don't count her as a muggle. She'll always be a witch to me. And what about all the times you've dragged me into things, huh?
That's low. Honestly man! Your lovesick mooning over her is saddening. Do you know how hard she laughed when Peter told her you'd be taking this class to see what she lives like at home?
It's her cover up. Deep down she loves me too.
Sirius snorted loudly. The professor glanced over at the troublemaker, but saw nothing to indicate anything wrong. Sirius Black looked totally innocent. The world was probably doomed.
Blaha turned back to his book after saying a short prayer.
Which is why she's been soo vocal about her hatred of you for five years now...
I said deep down and she's never exactly said she hates me...She said something to the effect of disliking my attitude.
Because you act like an egotistical berk around her and your ego's too large?
You're one to talk, Mr. All-I-Have-To-Do-Is-Look-At-A-Girl-And-She-Loves- Me!
Do not
Liar. You're always throwing your glances at girls just to watch them sweat, you... you prat!
Stupid git.
Maybe you shouldn't take this class if you don't like it.
Too late you wanker. Anyways, I might as well learn how to use a tellyfone.
That's telephone, nimrod! Merlin, At least I learned something!
By the second day of class. *Silent Gasp* While I keep over in shock.
James chuckled under his breath as he looked over to see Padfoot's silent impression of a choking person's last breath. He couldn't hold it in any more, and burst into a loud fit of laughter.
"Tellyphone, Pad- Sirius? Tellyphone???"
Padfoot glared at his bespeckled friend, then joined him in a laughing fit. Professor Blaha looked up from her lecture notes.
"Mr. Potter. Mr. Black. If you do not mind I am attempting to teach my class. If you have more to say to each other that cannot wait till after class, take your conversation outside!"
"Sure Professor! Let's go Prongs!" said Mr. Black, jumping up from his seat ignoring the shocked looks from all around. Lily Evans sat, turned around in her desk, staring at them, with a face contorted between disgust, aggravation, and wanting to laugh.
"Wait, what about – "
Sirius pulled James from his seat, charmed there things to follow, and headed for the door. "See ya' next class!"
The look of shock on Karen Blaha's face was priceless.
Shaking her head, dumbfounded, she thought: "I'm going to have to retire after this year – I know it. I just know it."
A/N: This was written in 15 minutes in the middle of my English class. LOL. Moon Goddess Mira wrote Prong's part. Also, there's gonna be more of this. It might keep going till we get bored. This is the Marauder's 5th year and please, please, don't ask about Professor Blaha(hahahaha).
Disclaimer: You know the drill...don't own them. (I just want Tom Felton...) We're only borrowing them for a while... Maybe a couple years... She doesn't need the Marauders that badly does she?
Chapter 1: A Muggle Curse of Boredom
Everyone knows school can be boring. Sirius Black will tell you that in an instant. It's especially boring when you have made a bet with a certain werewolf that you would not pull any pranks for one full day.
Prongs, Professor Blaha (Hahahahaha)'s boring me.
Well Padfoot, what can we do? Well, we could make Wormtail blow something up, but honestly – we haven't done that since first year.
Yeah, because of Remy's constant tutoring and drilling. Wormy knows better now. Honestly though, does muggle history have to be soo boring?
Well, she could be monotoned... or a ghost ... or something.
'Least it's not Binns. We could be in another, more interesting class, or pulling a prank, but nooooo ~ you have to know about Lily Evans and her muggle background to understand her. You make me sick. ; D
I find Muggles quite interesting, especially Lily, but then again I don't count her as a muggle. She'll always be a witch to me. And what about all the times you've dragged me into things, huh?
That's low. Honestly man! Your lovesick mooning over her is saddening. Do you know how hard she laughed when Peter told her you'd be taking this class to see what she lives like at home?
It's her cover up. Deep down she loves me too.
Sirius snorted loudly. The professor glanced over at the troublemaker, but saw nothing to indicate anything wrong. Sirius Black looked totally innocent. The world was probably doomed.
Blaha turned back to his book after saying a short prayer.
Which is why she's been soo vocal about her hatred of you for five years now...
I said deep down and she's never exactly said she hates me...She said something to the effect of disliking my attitude.
Because you act like an egotistical berk around her and your ego's too large?
You're one to talk, Mr. All-I-Have-To-Do-Is-Look-At-A-Girl-And-She-Loves- Me!
Do not
Liar. You're always throwing your glances at girls just to watch them sweat, you... you prat!
Stupid git.
Maybe you shouldn't take this class if you don't like it.
Too late you wanker. Anyways, I might as well learn how to use a tellyfone.
That's telephone, nimrod! Merlin, At least I learned something!
By the second day of class. *Silent Gasp* While I keep over in shock.
James chuckled under his breath as he looked over to see Padfoot's silent impression of a choking person's last breath. He couldn't hold it in any more, and burst into a loud fit of laughter.
"Tellyphone, Pad- Sirius? Tellyphone???"
Padfoot glared at his bespeckled friend, then joined him in a laughing fit. Professor Blaha looked up from her lecture notes.
"Mr. Potter. Mr. Black. If you do not mind I am attempting to teach my class. If you have more to say to each other that cannot wait till after class, take your conversation outside!"
"Sure Professor! Let's go Prongs!" said Mr. Black, jumping up from his seat ignoring the shocked looks from all around. Lily Evans sat, turned around in her desk, staring at them, with a face contorted between disgust, aggravation, and wanting to laugh.
"Wait, what about – "
Sirius pulled James from his seat, charmed there things to follow, and headed for the door. "See ya' next class!"
The look of shock on Karen Blaha's face was priceless.
Shaking her head, dumbfounded, she thought: "I'm going to have to retire after this year – I know it. I just know it."