DISCLAMER: I don't own the characters, setting, blah, blah, blah, period.

A/N: Um, yes. It's been a very, very, very long time since I've updated. But since its summer, I should be updating more often. So please, throw all virtual sharp pointy objects as you wish. I was working on the third chapter, but then I decided that I didn't like the second chapter, so I decided to redo it. Hopefully it's better than my first attempt. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

In The Words of a Head Boy

Previously:

"Oh no," he whispered as Lily stalked forward.

She leaned over him and grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him up so that their noses were almost touching.

James saw stars behind his eyelids as he inhaled her intoxicating scent. She smelled like all the wonderful things in the world mixed together; his personal love potion. Of course, he didn't exactly need to swallow love potion to be infatuated with Lily Evans.

"You will FIX this before I have to myself." She snarled, her emerald orbs gleaming dangerously. "And it will not be pretty if I have to clean up the mess that you made."

And with that she shoved him back with surprising force for a petite girl like her, and spun on her heel, causing her long red hair to tickle his nose as she stalked off to her original place, muttering obscenities under her breath.

"Ah," James sighed, closing his eyes. Her hair felt so soft on his face, he felt as if he would die and go to heaven if he smelt that hair one more time.

He smiled to himself as he daydreamed about smelling those luxurious locks all day long if she would only agree to go on a date to Hogsmeade with him.

He would pull her close and bury his nose in her mane of sweet smelling tresses and she would turn around, look up at him and-

"PRONGS!"

"What-?" James snapped out of his fantasy involving Lily, Quidditch, Lily, flying, and Lily.

Sirius huffed. "You never listen! Why don't you ever listen to me Prongs? I thought I was supposed to be your best friend!"

"You are mate."

"That's pretty hard to believe since you're off in Lily Land most of the time!"

"I am NOT!"

"Uh, YES, you are."

"WhatEVER Paddy." James snorted, sounding rather like a hippopotamus had taken lodging in his nostrils.

"AHA! So you admit it! You spend most of your time having dirty little fantasies about Lily!"

"I don't NOT have dirty fantasies!"

"Ah, yes, you-"

"BOYS!" Remus yelled.

They both snapped their heads to across the table.

"What?"

"I just wanted to say that IF Sirius was correct with the timing of the prank, it SHOULD go off in a minute."

"IF I'm correct? IF I'm correct it SHOULD go off? I thought you trusted me Moony!" Sirius wailed.

"I do Padfoot. Just not when you're high on sugar."

"Oh just admit it Moony! You don't trust me at all! You think something's going to go wrong! You think I can't handle simple magic!" Sirius sniffled.

"Hiding an invisible bundle of food in the air with and exact timer isn't considered simple magic Padfoot."

Sirius brightened up instantly.

"You think so Moony?"

"Yes."

"Yay!"

"Okay, you little girls, the timer should go off in ten seconds." James said.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven." Sirius whispered. "Six, five, four, three,"

James stubbed his toe of the wooden leg of the table in anticipation.

"OW!" He yelped.

"Two," Sirius whispered, slowing down dramatically.

"Be careful James." Remus commented almost lazily.

"One." Sirius finished.

Nothing happened.

"One?" this time, it was an in question form.

"See? I told you. You got the timing wrong!"

"Maybe Prongs' watch is wrong!"

"No, it's not. James' watch is exactly on time! It's a magical watch, not some Muggle cheap sake operated on batteries!"

"Batteries? What are batteries?"

James sighed and clamped his hand over his forehead, trying to ignore the throbbing in his big toe.

Just then, a big wallop of the stickiest and slimiest foods tumbled down onto the Slytherins' table. Fruit jellies, and chocolate éclairs and fritters and pies, and cakes all came tumbling down on the heads of the house.

After a couple of minutes, jut when things started to slow down, and batch of brownish and stinky liquid poured down. Covering everything in foul smelling slime.

The hall was silent for a few moments, before the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws started laughing, soon joined by the rest of the school. Some of the teachers even cracked a smile.

"Oh gross!"

"Slimy gits deserved it."

"Wonder who did it?"

"Probably those Marauders. They're behind every prank that's ever happened in this school."

"Sirius Black is so hot. Do you think he'll accept if I asked him to Hogsmeade next weekend?"

"No way. He's not about to date a fifth year."

"What about James Potter?

"Uh. I doubt he'd notice you. He's been chasing after Lily Evans for the past six years."

"What's so special about her?"

"Don't' ask me. It's a mystery."

"Was that anchovy sauce?"

"I think it was!"

Snatches of conversation were heard as the Slytherins attempted to clean themselves up and the Marauders roared with laughter.

"That was brilliant Wormtail! Was that really anchovy sauce?"

"Yes. You know how Stella is down in the kitchens. Always ready to 'Service the dear Marauder gentlemen.'" He finished with a terrible impersonation of Stella's squeaky voice.

"Ugh, I wish Kreacher was half as willing to help as Stella is. Bloody brilliant still."

"Thanks Sirius." As usual, Wormtail was always in awe by getting praised by his friends.

Sirius then turned to Remus.

"So, Moony, do you still think the prank was an utter failure?"

Remus opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by loud guffaws coming from James.

"Look at the look on Snivellus's face! It's priceless!"

They turned to look.

James was right. Snape's expression was a combination of anger, disgust, disbelief, and shock, and he attempted to wipe his hair and robes from the sticky residue of anchovy sauce and sticky sweets.

It only made them laugh harder. Even Remus was laughing.

"I've got to give this to you Padfoot. This one was really amazing." Remus said laughing.

"POTTER! BLACK! LUPIN!" McGonagall's voice carried through the hall.

"I take that back." Remus whispered.

"How come she always overlooks me?" Peter whispered.

"Dunno mate. But consider yourself lucky."

They were still laughing. Even Remus was having too much fun to be angry for them getting him into trouble. Again.

That is, until a suspicious shadow loomed over them.

McGonagall's lips were pressed into a thin line and anger was practically seeping out of her pores.

"You three." She pointed at James, Remus, and Sirius. "In my office. NOW!"

They looked at each other and shrugged. They stood up and followed her to her office, leaving Peter sitting wondering why people always overlooked him.

"A disgrace to the Gryffindor house! How dare you three do something to innocent students? What have they ever done to you?"

"Well, Minnie, it's more of the fact that they've been cursing us for the past six years, if you know what I mean." Sirius said matter of factly.

"AN UNWORTHY TRICK TO PLAY ON YOUR FELLOW PEERS! You two," she pointed at James and Sirius. "I would have expected it from you. But Mr. Lupin, I expected better of you. That is why you were chosen to be a prefect! I expected you to hold them back once in a while. But you shamelessly join in! As for you Potter, you're Head Boy, you should know better! You're supposed to be an idol for the younger students, not cause them to act like a bunch of bumbling baboons!

"What'll happen to you three when you leave? It's a cold and scary place out there! And with this war going on, what'll you do? You can't be a bunch of immature teenagers for the rest of your lives, you have to fight! Oh sure, you think fighting in war just means having quick reflexes and being able to wave your wand and say a couple of funny words, but that's not it! It's about sticking up for what you believe in! It's about the young people! The future of the wizarding world lies in your hands! Do you have any idea what a stupid prank it was to play on the Slytherins? They'll be looking for payback!"

"But Professor-"

"ENOUGH! You cannot carry on like this! You need to smarten up, pull your blasted trousers up, and mature. Who knows what one those 'simple prank' victims are going to do to you in a couple years? How do you know their means of revenge for embarrassing them are going to be harmless? How do you know you won't be hurt, or your loved ones?"

At this point, all three boys were in shock.

"Erm- Sorry?" Sirius squeaked.

"Ah, now you think sorry is going save your little behind from detention, don't you Mister Black?"

"Er-"Sirius looked around, deciding whether or not lying to an obviously enraged Professor. "No?" It came out as a question.

McGonagall shot him a look as if to say, really?

"No." Sirius hung his head in shame.

Remus sighed. "I'm sorry Professor. But may we get to class now? I should hate to miss another lesson." Always the perfect student, Remus was.

McGonagall narrowed her eyes, obviously torn between lecturing the boys some more, and letting them 'get to class'

"Very well." She said after a long pause. "Get to class."

They silently shuffled out off her office.

"At least she didn't give us detention." Sirius whispered, happy again as they walked out the door.

"And all see you all in my office tomorrow night at eight for detention." She called as she swung the door closed behind them.

"Spoke too soon mate" James said.

"Darn it." Sirius muttered.

"I am SO biting you at the next full moon Sirius." Remus hissed as they jogged to Potions.

"Ah come now Moony, you know you won't." Sirius the git was back, it seemed.

"Yes I will. Just watch me."