It had been three days and still no reciprocation from the "Prank Queen".

"Maybe the spiders scared her off," Sirius said, laughing.

James shook his head. "I don't know, Padfoot. I keep thinking she's going to hit us with something big."

"What are you worrying about? We're the masters. Her weakness is the spiders, so we've got her there. We have no weaknesses. There's no way she could get us like we got her. We're safe."

The next morning, both boys got up and showered, like normal, they dressed, like normal, and headed down to the common room like normal.

Braewyn Boston was there when they arrived and she grinned. "Morning boys."

"What are you up to?" Sirius asked.

"Up to? Why do I have to be up to something?"

"Because you always look like you're up to something."

"Look, I just wanted to say that your trick was very well thought out. I'll probably never figure out how you got those spiders up into our room. But, I figure since you got me twice and I got you twice, we let bygones be bygones."

James and Sirius looked at one another and the back at her. "What's the catch?" James asked.

"No catch. Just let me take your picture."

"What do you need a picture for?"

"I always take pictures of my friends."

"Are you going to let me take a picture or not?"

"Only," Sirius said, "if you admit we are the better prankers."

A smirk appeared on her face and she bowed her head slightly. "You, oh mighty Prank Kings, are the better prankers."

"That's more like it. We'll take separate pictures."

Boston's smile widened and she held up the camera as Sirius posed, his arms across his chest and a charming smile on his face.

"Very handsome," she said, snapping the picture. She turned to James. "You're turn."

James stared at her, not budging. Sirius may have missed it but James could see the mischievous glint in her eyes. She pointed the camera at him. "Come on, Potter. Where's that handsome smile Lily tells me about?"

James could feel his face get hot. "I don't want to take a stupid picture."

Boston poked out her lower lip slightly. "Please?"

He hesitated, searching her expression. She looked sincere. Maybe it was just a photo. Sighing, he posed as Sirius had and grinned. She took the picture and James immediately regretted his decision. The devilish glint was back.

"Thanks you guys," she said, winking at them. "I'm going to go put this away. See you downstairs."

"Hmm," Sirius said, watching as she ran up the stairs. "Maybe you were right Prongs. She seems . . . okay. . . . Let's go eat, I'm starved.

Besides that little run in with Boston that morning, things seemed to be normal.

Until the laughing started.

It started as soon as James and Sirius had walked into the Great Hall and sat down at the table. It was soft at first, a few snickers here and there. But then, people started to whisper and point.

"What's up with everyone?" Sirius whispered to James who shrugged, just as confused.

"Um, do you guys feel . . . different?" Lily asked, sitting down in front of them.

They looked at each other and back at Evans. "No," James said.

"Do we look different?" Sirius asked.

Lisa Tiles, James was finally able to remember her name, came and sat down next to Lily, her eyes wide. She looked at Lily. "Do they know that –?"

"I don't think so," Lily said.

"Don't know what?" James said.

Lily and Lisa each reached into the bags and pulled out pocket mirrors, holding them out to the boys who took them quickly and opened them.

"BLOODY HELL!"

Written across both their foreheads, only visible to others and in the mirrors, were the words 'He's mine! Back off!' with an arrow pointing to each of them from the other's head.

There was a flash and both James and Sirius looked up. Braewyn stood there behind Lily and Lisa, her camera out. "Lovely pictures, boys," she said.

Both jumped to their feet angrily. "You sneak! I thought we were even!" Sirius said.

"I couldn't let you get away with the spiders, could I?" she said. "Consider it pay back for my friends Lisa and Lily."

"You know you're going to get it right?" James said.

"Yeah, I know," she said, shrugging, a smirk on her face. She started to walk off when she turned. "Oh, and I take back my original statement. You, oh mighty Prank Kings, are not the better prankers. Make room for a new reign."

She blew them a kiss and walked off, laughing.

James and Sirius hurried out of the Great Hall to the common room, Sirius cursing the whole way. It was on, now, for real. The "Prank Queen" was going to get what she deserved.