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School Service
"Boys, you do realise that pranking is against the rules? I have evidence that could get you expelled. We are usually rather lenient with," The professor's lip curled disgustedly. "Your group, but this has gone too far."
Sirius crinkled his brow with faux confusion. "But Professor! We weren't pranking!"
The professor raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? What were you doing, then?"
"We were doing the school a service! You should be thanking us, really."
The professor's brow rose even higher. "Forgive me if I fail to see why attaching crabs to the Slytherin's genitals is a school service."
James rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Because, Professor, the school is Slytherin free for a few days. Weeks even, if we timed the next prank right."
"We should be given a plaque for our service to the school." Sirius said solemnly.
"Exactly twenty three Slytherin's are in the Hospital Wing, four of which are first years! I don't think you understand the severity of this situation! Three quarters of the hospitalised Slytherin's have parents that give very generous donations to the school! The Headmaster has been dealing with their families all morning." At the end of the professor's tirade, the reaction that was expected was not visible on either of the boy's faces.
They both looked bored. Sirius was examining his fingernails, and James was absentmindedly releasing and then catching a snitch.
"Boys!"
They looked up slowly. "Yes?"
"You especially should care about this, Black. Your brother is one of the students in the Hospital Wing."
"I'm sorry, am I supposed to be caring?"
The professor sighed. "Three weeks of detention, scrubbing bedpans in the Hospital Wing, that have been used by the hospitalised Slytherin's."
The professor almost laughed at the revolted expressions on the two Marauders' faces, before they suddenly cleared up.
"But my dear professor. How do you know it was us?" James asked.
"You- You just admitted it about five times in this conversation!"
"Damn. Sirius, this is your fault." James told his partner.
"Eh, probably. Now, what were you saying about a detention?"
"Right, yes, you'll be cleaning your classmate's bedpans in the Hospital Wing. Seems appropriate, considering your crime."
And the disgusted looks were back on.
"Oh, and I almost forgot to tell you. No magic."
The boys fainted.
Hello! Here's a little drabble that I wrote in my little notebook. Not one of my best stories, but it'll do I went to this place called 'Bounce' yesterday, and all you do is bounce around on trampolines! It's bloody fun XD
R&R!
Love,
Silvs