"Guys!!!" Sirius skidded into the room.
"Padfoot! Finally! Is the prank finally ready?" James asked.
"You betcha! The buckets have 5 gallons of red or gold paint in it. Moony, did you set up the spells?"
"Yep!"
"Prongs, the crystallized pineapple is in place, right?"
"You bet your arse, captain!" (Don't own Star Trek)
"Okay, here comes Slughorn. Put on the cloak, quick!" The four boys threw on James' invisibility cloak, and then turned to the action.
"Oh crap. Is that Professor McGonagall?" Sirius asked, and everyone paled.
"What do we do?"
"We could run like hell down to the Quidditch Pitch, and get lost in the crowd!"
"Won't work- she'll know its us."
"Guys, we don't have time. He's seen the bait."
The Marauders turned to stare in horror as the seen unfolded. They saw Slughorn go for the box, with McGonagall looking at him in distaste. She didn't notice the buckets until it was too late. Her screams mingled with the Marauders and Slughorns' as splotches of scarlet and gold paint that looked like lions/griffins rained down on her. She looked at herself, then at Slughorn (who was lying on the floor after being knocked down by the paint), then back again. The Marauders held their breaths, scared of what she would do to them.
"Well, Horace, at least you have decided to support the right team today." She commented, her voice cracking a little. "Scarlet and gold look good on you."
"Don't you dare laugh at me, Minerva!" But it was too late. Professor McGonagall had given into giggles, which, as Slughorn tried to stand up, turned into gales of laughter. She was not clutching her stomach because she was laughing so hard. Seeing her like that, doubled over with paint all over her, had all the boys stuffing their fists in their mouths so the teachers wouldn't hear them laughing.
When they reached the pitch, Remus turned to the others. "Her name is Minerva? And she SMILED?" he asked incredulously.
"I think that was a bit more than laughing, Moony. That was practically hysterics. And I think that her name id Minnie from now on." Sirius said, laughing. The others agreed with both statements.
They had just managed to calm down when Minerva-
What did we say about her name?
Sorry!! Minnie. Happy?
Yes, that's much better.
Anyway, they had just managed to calm down when Minnie came on to the field, still laughing and covered in paint. Her hair had come undone at some point, and she looked years younger. She walked over to the Marauders, who were in fresh gales of laughter.
"Young men, that was amazing! I won't deduct points for excellent spell work." She said. They grinned at her. "However, I don't want it to happen again."
"Of course not, Minnie. I must say, you look very pretty with your decoration!" Sirius winked at her.
"Don't ever do that again Black, or you will regret it." She strode to her seat, with the rest of the teachers looking at her incredulously.
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