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In that moment, another two boys entered their compartment. One was a little bit taller, skinny, with a mean look on his face, and the other had big greasy hair and especially crooked nose.
''You must be Black,'' the latter addressed Sirius. ''We only dropped by to ask you if you would want to go to our compartment. After all, we will share our dorm for the next seven years.''
''What dorm?'' Sirius asked. ''What are you talking about?''
''Well, the Slytherin dormitory, of course. What did you think? After all, the whole Black family belonged to Slytherin, so you will probably, too,'' the greasy boy answered.
James turned to Sirius. Remus peaked from behind his book.
''I don't know who will I share my dormitory with, but I know with whom I won't. I don't have any intention to get to the same house as the rest of my family,'' Sirius snapped back.
James turned to the other two again and Remus got back to his book again, though his eyes weren't moving.
''What? Where will you get then?'' The boy said again. '' You must be very stupid to think you will get away with it just like that if you get somewhere else. You must be a shame for your family, hanging out with Mudbloods like that.''
Sirius stood up. The boy backed out a little.
''Let's go, Snape,'' the skinny one said. ''Let's go, we don't have nothing to ask for here anymore.''
Snape scanned the room, and then turned around and went out to a hall with his friend.
James looked to Sirius, who sat on his seat again, angry. ''Looks like a fine guy, after all,'' he thought. ''Hey, did you just said you were bored?'' he asked Sirius.
''Yeah. Why?'' He answered.
''Because I have a good plan to make us much more entertained,'' James said, with a mischievous look in his eyes.
He stood up and started rummaging through his trunk again. Sirius stood up with him. ''What do you have in mind?'' He asked him.
''A little joke on Snape's account,'' James answered. Sirius smiled. James swore silently. ''I forgot my dungbombs,'' he said.
''Hey, no problem,'' Sirius said, taking out a package out of his own trunk carefully.
''Perfect!'' James said with admiration, taking the bombs away from Sirius. ''Now we only need someone to turn off their attention.''
''No problem!'' Remus, who in the meantime left his book and stood up from his seat, said.
''Oh, Mister Quidditch-hater! You want some action too?'' James said to him, but without any anger in his voice.
''As a matter of fact, I am, Mister Takes-all-seriously. I never even said I hate Quidditch. I only said I think there are more important things in this world.''
''Ok, then. I will forget the thing about the Quidditch, you forget my sarcasm. Are we even now?''
''It's alright, mate,'' Remus said with a smile. ''So, what's the plan?''
Sirius, James and Remus slowly walked the train hallway, like they wouldn't be up to something even in their dreams. They went to the front part of the train, where Remus said is a prefect carriage. That was their destination for the first part of a prank.
''There's one,'' Sirius warned, whispering and nodding his head at the hallway in front of them.
All three of them hurried to come towards the boy, who was, obviously, five years older than themselves, though the difference between him and Sirius wasn't that big, given that Sirius looked much matured for his age.
''Hey, mate!'' Sirius said, throwing his hand friendly over the man's shoulder. ''My friends here,'' he showed to Remus and James, ''were wondering if there is a house elf or something somewhere here to clean our compartment. One guy got sick there and… well, you know how it goes…''
''Well, if someone's sick, you should address the personnel…''
''Well that's why we came to get you, didn't we?'' Sirius interrupted him. ''But he's not ill. He only got a bit sick from the train ride. He's ok again, now. The thing you wouldn't say about the compartment.''
''Well if it's like that, I'll send someone to check that out. Which compartment are you in?'' the other asked.
''23/A. Two carriages away from this one,'' Sirius answered.
''I'll come there for about ten minutes, after I find someone to fix that up,'' the boy said, going away.
''But 23/A is not our compartment,'' James said, after there was enough distance between them that he couldn't hear them.
''Correct,'' Sirius answered him. ''But it is old Snape's.''
James figured out what Sirius was pointing at, and grinned.
''Do you have it?'' Remus asked.
Sirius opened the fist he was keeping clenched hard until then to reveal a small, blue-bronze badge, with a big engraved 'P' on it.
''Excellent,'' said Remus.
They went to the next carriage all together, stopping between that one, and the one they just were in. Sirius got out James's cloak from underneath his robe and got it over all three of them. They vanished in an instant.
They now slowly moved towards the 23/A compartment. When they came close to it, Remus attached the prefect badge on his robe carefully, getting out from under the cloak. He wouldn't do that usually, but that guy was really terrible and he deserved the proper punishment.
Remus got his chest out, coming superiorly in Snape's compartment. Next to Snape were some other boys, all repulsive in some way.
''You got all calm now, seeing myself coming, didn't you?'' Remus addressed them, his voice as serious as he could make it. 'What? You're not as brave as you were when you were ravaging other compartments?''
''What other compartments?'' one of them that was fatter than the others asked.
''You know too well what other compartments! Don't make this even worse for yourselves! Go at once at the prefect carriage to a conversation.''
''But…'' the skinny one from before started.
''At once!'' Remus said angrily.
All of them got up and went towards the door except for Snape, who stayed seated, but when Remus threw him another sharp look, he stood up too, watching Remus closely as he passed, like he was suspecting something. Remus got scared they will be revealed, but covered it quickly.
He went out after them and discovered that they were all still standing in the hall. ''And what are you waiting for now? I hope that you don't think I will accompany you there? You just go, nice and slow. And don't make any turns. I'm watching you,'' he said.
Snape and the others went towards the front part of the train, and Remus gave the signal to Sirius and James, who came in the compartment 23/A as fast as they could.
Sirius was laughing so hard he thought his ribs would fall off. He couldn't say a word.
''What's wrong with him?'' Remus asked.
James showed he doesn't know, watching his new friend.
''You should… ha, ha, ha… you should…'' Sirius breathed through his laughter.
''What should I?'' Remus asked, frowning.
''You should see your face,'' Sirius said, wiping tears off of his eyes. ''Don't make any turns!'' he said, doing a Remus imitation, laughing again.
James only rolled his eyes to Remus. ''Leave him be,'' he said as he passed.
James and Remus entered the compartment, getting the stuff they needed out of their bag. Sirius entered the compartment too, after a couple of minutes, still red, his eyes teary.
''Where was Snape sitting?'' James asked Remus.
Remus just pointed one place, continuing to study instructions on fleepowder.
When he figured out how it worked, he started to spill it on the robes in the suitcases of his future fellow students.
In the meantime, James and Sirius were entertained with preparing revenge for Snape himself. They opened the dungbomb bag carefully and, getting three dungbombs out, started to unscrew them. They only put on the corks on so they could stop the smoke coming out before it should.
''They're coming back,'' Remus said, a little bit panicked, while he was putting fleepowder on the last robe, noticing Snape and the others coming closer down the hall of the neighbor carriage.
Sirius and James put the dungbombs as fast as they could, but still carefully, on the place where Snape was sitting. They were lucky that all the seats were filled with various pumpkin juice cans and paper wraps, so it was not very possible that anyone would notice dungbombs. They hid themselves under the cloak quickly, and rushed out of compartment, not going to theirs, though, but staying near to see what happens.
Snape's gang was going back angrily. ''Someone is making fools of us!'' Snape was saying, madly. ''And that 'prefect' looked familiar, just so that you know. As if I've already seen him somewhere!''
Remus swore silently to his chin. The group of boys entered their compartment. They continued to discuss the previous event. As it seemed, they went to the prefect carriage, where everyone was looking funny at them, and when they explained whet happened, they only laughed. They thought it was outrages that someone managed to trick them like that and it was a real shame. As Remus, James and Sirius thought, it was a moment to remember.
And then it happened. Snape, who was walking unsteady through the compartment till then, sat on his seat. In the next few second, a laud bang was heard, and from under Snape's backside, smoke began to rise.
''Remus!'' James reminded his friend, who was staring at the compartment.
''Oh, yeah,'' Remus said, reaching with his hand carrying a wand, to keyhole, sealing it magically.
Remus, Sirius and James heard disgusted yells from the inside of the compartment. Snape and the others must've been choking. One of them tried to open the door to come out, but he couldn't. The fat one rose too, but even he couldn't brake through Remus's spell. Sirius, Remus and James gave themselves fives. Snape rose from his seat, so that someone looked there, he could see squashed dungbombs nicely. But the thing was that everyone was watching at the door, trying to open it, and when Snape joined them, they all backed away from him, obviously thinking he could let it off again.
The three under the cloak tried to hold back their laughs with all force, though their eyes were already full of tears.
And then the even bigger trouble for those who were in the compartment came. Down the hall came the one prefect from whom Sirius had 'borrowed' the badge, with few more people following him. When they came to compartment 23/A, they stopped, and started to stare in now almost entirely white room astonishingly. When the boys saw them, they started to hit the door of compartment almost maniacally.
James, Sirius and Remus couldn't hold themselves any longer. They got into fits of laughter and almost fell off their feet. But holding the laughter back wasn't even necessary any more because from other compartments came other students, watching what was happening, and when that mixed up with the noise that the prefects and Snape's buddies were making, the real chaos broke up.
When the prefects finally realized that they are not going to open the compartment door in normal way, they cast a counter spell and Snape's friends ran out like the dragon itself was after them.
''Who did this?'' one of the prefects said angrily. ''This is outrageous! Never, in the history of Hogwarts…''
''Is it my fault that he had to let it out in the middle of the ride, in front of everyone?'' one of those that were stuck in the compartment, angry himself, said, pointing at Snape.
''What?'' Snape said. '' I didn't let out anything. I sat on my spot and the thing just started to smoke.''
''What thing? What are you talking about?'' the prefect asked.
''Hey, we found this on the seat,'' the one stolen prefect said, bringing dungbombs in his hand. Sirius, Remus and James stopped laughing.
''Who did this?'' the one that was questioning Snape asked. ''Who did this?'' Silence. ''Alright. When no one will report, this will go under investigation.''
The three under the cloak relieved.
''And you, young boy, will have detention tomorrow night,'' he addressed Snape. ''Because you didn't look out where you were sitting,'' he added after he saw Snape was opening his mouth to defend himself. The prefects turned around and left, leaving one of them to look out for more defenses.
James, Sirius and James got into fits again, and Sirius thought Snape looked in their direction. He nudged James, who nudged Remus, and they all got quiet.
Snape turned around and went towards his compartment again, although one could say he remembered where he knew that Ravenclaw prefect from.