Author's note: For those of you who haven't read the new summary thing, this is a challenge fic. The list came from an acquaintance of mine, who was reminded of me by it. Also, Jetta is the youngest of the Gryffie girls because she was born in November.

Chapter 2. The first Day of Pranking.

The first thought that Jetta had as she gained consciousness was "What in the world have I gotten myself into?"

Her second thought was "What the bloody--?" before she was forcibly knocked in the head with her own pillow, which had somehow made it to the floor in the middle of the night. Giving the best Delaney Death Glare© she could, she rose up to see none other than her friend Aradia smirking down at her.

"Rise and shine, morning glory!" she declared all to perkily. Jetta grunted and rolled the much smaller girl off of her. "Aw, Jetta is that any way to treat your friends?"

"It is when you wake them up at an ungodly hour," the younger girl grunted, as she stood up. She smirked, as she towered over Aradia. The other girl pouted, a damnably cute action on her heart-shaped face.

Aradia wasn't an exceptionally small girl. In fact, she was average height for her age. Jetta, however, was a Delaney, and therefore by the age of fifteen was breeching a good six feet tall. The friends made a good contrast in many ways really. Aradia was a petite-framed, redhead with doe-brown eyes that could both melt and break hearts. Though she could be just as troublesome as Jetta at times, she didn't advertise it like her friend did.

Jetta was not just tall but also a bit on the large side. She wasn't fat, per say, just certainly not anorexic either. Her black hair was lopped into short haphazard chunks around her jaw line, and her bangs were dyed a dark cherry color. Unlike Aradia's puppy eyes, Jetta's ivy green eyes were often cause for concern. Any time a particular glint came off them, you knew that trouble was coming.

She'd had that glint when she came in last night, fresh from detention (she was the first girl in the dorm to get it on the first day) and hopped up on chocolate. The fact alone that she was waving a piece of paper in the air as if she had discovered the map to Atlantis was enough to send most of her roommates to the safety of their beds.

Aradia and a few other girls stayed around, however, to read the sheet of parchment. When they did they wound up laughing their collective butt's off.

"What in the world is this?" asked Grace, wiping a tear from her eye.

"The List," Jetta declared proudly. She sounded as if she were a new mother speaking of the accomplishment of her child. "I wrote it under the influence of chocolate!"

"We can see that," Njima snickered. Aradia, however, had that evil glint in her eye.

"Oh, Jetta?" she asked oh-so-innocently. "You are the Gryffindor 'Queen of Dares' are you not?" she batted her eyes. The other girls looked at her expectantly. Jetta suddenly felt like a cornered animal.

"I suppose," she said carefully.

"Oh, Jetta," said Grace getting in on Aradia's plan, don't be so modest! You've never turned down a dare, now have you?" Grace elbowed Njima who quickly caught on.

"Yeah! I mean, you'd never want to lose a rep like that would you, Jet?" she asked coyly.

It was then that Jetta let lose the least Jetta-like squeak in the history of time.

"Well," Aradia said firmly. "I think as the writer of this list it is your responsibility to bring this kind of laughter to the whole of Hogwarts."

"Except the Slytherins," corrected Grace.

"Right," Njima seconded. Jetta flopped down on the common room couch and buried her head in her hands. The other girls surrounded her.

"Well, what do you say, Jetta?" Aradia asked finally.

"Do I have to do the ones to Professor Lupin?" The other girls nodded, knowing of her crush on the teacher. "And if I don't I lose my title?" Again, a nod. "I guess I don't have much of a choice then?"

"No!" the three Gryffindors chorused merrily. Jetta nodded in a defeated manner. She had gone from being proud of her creation to despising it in five minutes.

And this morning, she was once again reminded of her promise by the mischievous grin of her red-headed roommate. Dragging herself away from the bed she haphazardly threw on her uniform and put in all of her piercings and headed down to breakfast with Aradia.

Today was going to be a loooonnnggg day.

Author's note (again): Short chap, I know, but that seemed the perfect place to leave it. The next chap should be up in a couple of days.