Why Us? Episode One - Be Careful What You Wish For
A pointless... Well not completely pointless... Fic about the Marauders,
and their weird adventures while they are at Hogwarts. In this first
installment of Why Us?, we find our weird little quartet on an adventure
they never thought they would be on... It begins normal, but, once again,
thanks to Sirius, something had to go wrong...
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, except any made up people, and the plot... If you could even call it a plot. J.K. Rowling owns the books and the characters, so there. Now you can't sue me! Muwhahahaha! *cough cough*
Rating: PG-13... Out of sheer stupidity
Chapter One :|: I know... Isn't it lovely?
Small rain drops splattered the stained glass window of the Gryffindor Boys Dormitories. IN the bed closest to the window, a large tuft of messy black hair stuck out from the top of the scarlet blankets. Next to that, some blonde, curly hair, attached to a pudgy face. Along side that, some brown, with hints of red in it. Th last bed, in which the sheets were disheveled, a pillow lay untouched. The blankets were in a heap, covering a large lump, which heaved up and down rhythmically. A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a loud clap of thunder. None in the dorm moved. None that was, except the lump. The lump gave a shudder, and threw the blankets off of itself. The form, now in the distinct shape of a teenage boy, stood up, brushing himself off, and picked up his wand from his bed side table. He snickered, and walked over to the other three boys, standing before them, in the center. He cleared his throat quietly, and raised his wand in the air. With a smooth, downward swishing motion, he grinned, and brought the wand down. He muttered two words under his breath, which turned out to be, "Aquillissa Waviara." As soon as the words left his mouth, two large tidal waves, one on the left, one from the right, came crashing at the three sleeping boys, hitting the one in the center last. "SIRIUS BLACK!" the messy haired boy yelled. The-boy-who-had-been-a-lump gave a sheer giggle of delight and took off at jet speed down the spiral staircase and into the Gryffindor common room. The messy haired boy followed closely behind, muttering something about hexing him. Lump-boy, now known to us as Sirius Black, was sitting in a corner of the common room, knees pulled up to his chest, rocking back and forth. The messy haired boy, whom we will now know as James Potter, stopped dead in his tracks. The expression on Sirius's face was one James had never seen before. His eyes were clamped shut tight, and his mouth was contorted into an odd shape. "...Sirius? What in the name of Merlin are you doing?" Sirius stopped rocking, and got up. The look on his face was now one of pure terror. He pointed at something behind James. James looked scared, and whipped around, seeing nothing. Sirius, on the other hand, went back to normal, save the goofy grin on his face. He whipped out his wand, and pointed it directly at James's back, and whispered, "Petrificus Totallus!" James went rigid, and fell face first onto the floor. "Awe, poor Prongsy!" Sirius said, a little grin upon his face. "Haven't you learned not to turn your back on me?" He gave a slight giggle, and then tucked his wand back into the waistband of his black boxers. At that exact moment in time, two people cam bustling down the staircase into the common room, and Sirius turned to face them. It was the two other boys that had been attacked by the giant wave, which Sirius had summoned. They had come from upstairs, and their wands were pointed directly at Sirius's head. The smile vanished from his face, and it was replaced by a sort of freaked-out look. "Peter... Remus... You're looking awfully superb this morning..." he began to try to reason with them, though they weren't paying any attention to him. Their gazes were focused on James, cold and rigid on the floor. Laughter was leaving their mouths at an alarming rate, one that Sirius had never heard before. Muffled noises could be heard coming from James, and Sirius had begun to feel bad for him, so he pulled his wand back out, and pointed it at James again. "Ennervate!" James came back to life, and looked at Sirius. "I ought to kill you, Padfoot..." He shook his head, smiling. "But you fixed it all back to normal, so this time I'll have to let you off." He held out his hand, and shook Sirius's. The other two, Remus and Peter, grinned at them. "We are the weirdest people in Gryffindor...." said Peter. "We are the weirdest people in Hogwarts..." said Remus. "We are the weirdest people in the world!" yelled Sirius, standing on a coffee table. Peter, James, and Remus looked at him as though he was insane. "Sirius... you're too weird." James said. Sirius nodded. "I know... Isn't it lovely?"
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, except any made up people, and the plot... If you could even call it a plot. J.K. Rowling owns the books and the characters, so there. Now you can't sue me! Muwhahahaha! *cough cough*
Rating: PG-13... Out of sheer stupidity
Chapter One :|: I know... Isn't it lovely?
Small rain drops splattered the stained glass window of the Gryffindor Boys Dormitories. IN the bed closest to the window, a large tuft of messy black hair stuck out from the top of the scarlet blankets. Next to that, some blonde, curly hair, attached to a pudgy face. Along side that, some brown, with hints of red in it. Th last bed, in which the sheets were disheveled, a pillow lay untouched. The blankets were in a heap, covering a large lump, which heaved up and down rhythmically. A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a loud clap of thunder. None in the dorm moved. None that was, except the lump. The lump gave a shudder, and threw the blankets off of itself. The form, now in the distinct shape of a teenage boy, stood up, brushing himself off, and picked up his wand from his bed side table. He snickered, and walked over to the other three boys, standing before them, in the center. He cleared his throat quietly, and raised his wand in the air. With a smooth, downward swishing motion, he grinned, and brought the wand down. He muttered two words under his breath, which turned out to be, "Aquillissa Waviara." As soon as the words left his mouth, two large tidal waves, one on the left, one from the right, came crashing at the three sleeping boys, hitting the one in the center last. "SIRIUS BLACK!" the messy haired boy yelled. The-boy-who-had-been-a-lump gave a sheer giggle of delight and took off at jet speed down the spiral staircase and into the Gryffindor common room. The messy haired boy followed closely behind, muttering something about hexing him. Lump-boy, now known to us as Sirius Black, was sitting in a corner of the common room, knees pulled up to his chest, rocking back and forth. The messy haired boy, whom we will now know as James Potter, stopped dead in his tracks. The expression on Sirius's face was one James had never seen before. His eyes were clamped shut tight, and his mouth was contorted into an odd shape. "...Sirius? What in the name of Merlin are you doing?" Sirius stopped rocking, and got up. The look on his face was now one of pure terror. He pointed at something behind James. James looked scared, and whipped around, seeing nothing. Sirius, on the other hand, went back to normal, save the goofy grin on his face. He whipped out his wand, and pointed it directly at James's back, and whispered, "Petrificus Totallus!" James went rigid, and fell face first onto the floor. "Awe, poor Prongsy!" Sirius said, a little grin upon his face. "Haven't you learned not to turn your back on me?" He gave a slight giggle, and then tucked his wand back into the waistband of his black boxers. At that exact moment in time, two people cam bustling down the staircase into the common room, and Sirius turned to face them. It was the two other boys that had been attacked by the giant wave, which Sirius had summoned. They had come from upstairs, and their wands were pointed directly at Sirius's head. The smile vanished from his face, and it was replaced by a sort of freaked-out look. "Peter... Remus... You're looking awfully superb this morning..." he began to try to reason with them, though they weren't paying any attention to him. Their gazes were focused on James, cold and rigid on the floor. Laughter was leaving their mouths at an alarming rate, one that Sirius had never heard before. Muffled noises could be heard coming from James, and Sirius had begun to feel bad for him, so he pulled his wand back out, and pointed it at James again. "Ennervate!" James came back to life, and looked at Sirius. "I ought to kill you, Padfoot..." He shook his head, smiling. "But you fixed it all back to normal, so this time I'll have to let you off." He held out his hand, and shook Sirius's. The other two, Remus and Peter, grinned at them. "We are the weirdest people in Gryffindor...." said Peter. "We are the weirdest people in Hogwarts..." said Remus. "We are the weirdest people in the world!" yelled Sirius, standing on a coffee table. Peter, James, and Remus looked at him as though he was insane. "Sirius... you're too weird." James said. Sirius nodded. "I know... Isn't it lovely?"