A/N: This is a little something I got inspiration from the movie 10 Things I Hate About You, not the same plot mind you, but a bit of the general idea. I hope you enjoy it, and just for a heads up, this whole thing is written in present tense, I usually write in past tense, cuz i'm bad at present, but a friend of mine i'm co- writing with always writes in present and she's always ticked when i write in past and she's trying to break me of it at least when i'm writing with her. So I'm practicing with this story. I hope its not too bad. please review and let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the movie ten things i hate about you (but that doesn't even have much to do with the story anyway lol)

It's Official

Chapter One

The be – speckled boy is staring at the white stone steps smirking. This is going to turn out great. Everything is all set he just needs the signal. Sighing he takes a glance at his watch. Twenty-Five more seconds. He knows this has to be timed perfectly so he can't cheat those seconds, the potion is only going to last thirty minutes exactly – it is the best they can do splitting up the small vial he had previously nicked from Slughorn's office. Looking around making sure the coast was still clear from where he's posted, he starts digging around his pocket pulling out a small vial (even tinier than its original), holding milk colored liquid. The taste better be more tolerable than it looks. Fifteen seconds. He pops open the top, still looking at his watch. Five seconds. He raised the vial to his lips. Three, Two, One. He downs it all in one gulp, immediately choking at the taste. This better work.

Helloooo? Does this work? A familiar voice invades his mind.

Padfoot? James Potter thinks testing it out.

Prongs!! This is so cool! I can read your thoughts! Bwahahaha.

I can read yours too, hmm…. So that's where you hid those magazines...

Hey! You can't look in that part of my mind! Scram!

Hahahah, Just kidding, I can only hear what your thinking right now.

Because that's what its supposed to do. A new voice intervenes.

Hey Moony! Where's Wormtail?

I'm over here… Says a new voice that sounds like Peter Pettigrew.

Okay, so is everything ready?

Slytherin Common Room is ready. Sirius Black reports in military like fashion.

And Wormtail and Me have got the South and West stairs covered. Remus Lupin confirms.

Good, I got North ready. James replies taking out his wand.

Y'know, I kinda like this potion, reading each others thoughts is quite handy when we're corridors apart. Sirius thinks in what are now the four boys minds.

Well, Padfoot, you're just around the corner from where I'm at. James points out, looking at the direction where the corridor turns right. Sirius peeps his head around the corner grinning mischievously while waving at him.

Guys quit messing around, we got to get started, we got twenty-five minutes left! Remus reminds them.

Oh, right. I'll start in a count of three, and then Padfoot your good to go. Then we meet at the top of Moony's stairs where he's got the cloak. Right?

Got it! The other marauders chorused.

This is gonna be great… One, two…. Three!

James waves his wand muttering a few charms. He watches as the stone stairs slowly disappear, and then reappear as if they had moved so that the exit from the dungeon floor is – well… not there. He hears an explosion and whips around seeing Sirius run out of the Slytherin Common Room. Looks like he did his job. Now they have to escape.

His comrade runs over and stops seeing the stairs had clearly moved.

"That is creepy!" He mutters taking a step back from the drop into a lower level of the dungeons.

Shut up! James warns him through his mind. But Sirius was right. Even though he knows he's going to be fine, he takes a cautious step to where the stairs should be.

And he feels stone. The charm works! He made the real stairs transparent!

Let's go He tells his friend. Trying not to trip, they ascend the invisible stairs as fast as they could without tripping. James soon finds out that looking down is not the best thing to do when you can't see the floor your walking on.

So, how was your mission, Padfoot? James inquires as they reach the top of the stairs.

Amazing. That smell in there is so putrid. Those Slytherins are going to be stuck for awhile, if they leave their door open long enough the smell'll spread through the entire floor!

Excellent! C'mon, Moony's waiting, we got thirteen minutes to get there, and those Slytherins will be trying to run away from that stench any minute now. Shame we can't witness this without getting caught.

And the two Marauders take off. James enjoys the thrill, adrenaline-rushing thrill that he experiences whenever running away from the scene of the crime, which is all his fault. It's a amazing feeling, right in your gut, it almost gives you butterflies. He can't help but grin as he and Sirius passed an intersecting hallway.

James didn't get much farther than that. Something trips him and he finds himself on the floor, and he makes his way to get up, when he sees a foot that is extended in front of him. It is definitely a females shoe. Sticking out right in his path. So that's what tripped him. His eyes trail upward to identify the said woman who did the deed. Soon his eyes met green ones.

Oh boy.

"Going somewhere, Potter?" Lily Evans stands before him arms folded, with her new prefects badge shining brightly, even in the dark. James finally stands up and now has to look down to see her cold face.

" 'Evening, Evans. What brings you to this part of the castle?" Lily ignores him.

"What are you doing here after hours?"

"You tell me." James smirks. Lily exasperatedly sighs.

"I'm not playing games, Potter."

"Well neither am I." She wrinkles her nose

"Then what is that rotten stench I smell?" She advances closer to him looking right at him. The expression in her eyes nearly slices right through him.

"Oh that – wait a second, are you insinuating that I smell?"

"Yes, of arrogance, disrespect, and what ever really does smell here. I know you did it."

"Why do you judge me? What if I didn't do it?"

"Who else is here?" She motioned to the empty corridor. "No one, I can guarantee that, its 2 AM, everyone is sleeping."

"Not everyone." James mutters under his breath. He's surprised none of the Slytherins started screaming by now. Or if they finally figure out that those stairs are exactly where they were left when they went to bed. Lily catches what he says.

"What did you do!?" He shrugs

"Nothing really, just a harmless joke."

"Let me guess, you were messing with the Slytherins again. Why can't you leave them alone!" Dang, she's getting good. James thinks to himself.

You know I can still read your thoughts, Sirius' voice invades his mind. You've been standing with Evans for the past five minutes, what happened?

Just some interrogating is all, I'll get out of it. You guys back at the room?

Yup. We're keeping an eye on you though.

"Because they don't deserve it." James says simply. Lily makes an annoyed face. "If you want to see for yourself, the mess is that way." James points in the direction of the Slytherin Common Room.

"Is this a trap?"
"Er… no." James finds himself being grabbed by the wrist and the red head drags him down the corridor. Obviously she isn't taking any chances to being set up.

They peek down at the sight before them. Lily makes a disgusted sound and covers her nose. Slytherins were coughing and holding their noses, and talking amongst themselves like mad, obviously waiting for the stairs to move back so they could find a means of an escape from the smell. Some walk back into the common room only to come back out with greenish faces. James is pulled again back to cleaner air.

"What did you do?!" She says furiously, taking in big gulps of air.

"You just saw."

"I smelled! What was that? It smelled like something died!"

"No, actually that was just a bit of our own invention, made from the contents of our garbage, and a few dung bombs." James casually informs her.

"Eugh, you are disgusting! "

"And just in case you were wondering we made the real stairs transparent, so they think they're stuck on their floor. I can't believe they haven't figured it out yet, I guess I was right about their stupidity." James knows he probably shouldn't have revealed that but he was so proud of the accomplishment it was too difficult to resist.

"That's it Potter! 20 points from Gryffindor, five from the four of you and 3 days of detention!" Lily illuminates her wand, and roughly shoves a detention slip in his hand. "I really wanted to go to bed after this, but now I have to go report this to Slughorn! Thanks a lot." She says dripping with sarcasm. After giving him a dirty look, she stalks away to probably go down invisible steps – because that's the only way to get to professor Slughorn, if he isn't already awake due to the ruckus of the rest of his house.

James glances at his detention slip, shaking his head he shoves it in his pocket. Why does he have to get the detention? His friends were in it as equally as he was. James has to admit though, seeing her in the light from her wand, he notices she was no longer the cute first year he met on the train. Her personality is still the same, but she is actually attractive. Her red hair now waves whenever she moves, and her face is more that of a young woman – oh and her eyes he never noticed they were that green before. Merlin, if she isn't so contradicting, he might actually date her. But, she's not really his type, and obviously she isn't interested. But the thought of it is intriguing…

I can still read your thoughts.

Shut up.