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Do you still feel like you know what you're doing?
'Cause I don't think you do. Oh.
Do you still feel like you know what you're doing?
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
Let's hear the applause
Come on show me how much better you are (so much better, yeah)
So you deserve some applause 'cause you're so much better

"Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did"

Ha!
Time for a little revenge

Do you still feel like you know what you're doing?
'Cause I don't think you do. Oh.
Do you still feel like you know what you're doing?
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
Let's hear the applause
Come on show me how much better you are (so much better, yeah)
So you deserve some applause 'cause you're so much better

Time for a little revenge!

-Taylor Swift, better then Revenge.

The great hall was still filled with laughter, and the only quiet spot was at the teacher's table.

"Goodness, Headmaster." Said Professor McGonagall. "Lily Evans and her friends wouldn't do this kind of stunt, and I have reasons to believe that they have been fooled."

"Ah, Minerva," Dumbledore answered, his eyes twinkling. "I understand. But what proof do you have?"

"That Mr Black, Mr Pettigrew and Mr Potter are only arriving now." Growled the teacher, walking up to the announcement pedestal.

"Mr Black, Mr Pettigrew and Mr Potter, detention for the next two weeks!" The laughter started again.

"Aw, Minnie." Groaned Black, leaning lazily against one of the Gryffindor tables, and the girl sitting there began to giggle madly, blushing wildly as he winked at her.

"Two weeks?" Said Potter, obviously appalled.

"Yeah!" Agreed Peter.

"Oh, fine, Mr Potter." The professor smiled at James' smug look. "Three weeks."

"I can't believe him!" Cried out Lily, for the seventh time.

"We know, Lily." Said Debbie. "But it's not like he hasn't done this sort of thing before."

"I know," she sighed. "It's just that..."

"You like him now." Finished Marlene, in a very different way to what Lily was going to say.

Lily blushed. "Well, that too. But it's the blooming first day, and he hasn't done it so... well, publically."

"I know. The arrogant idiots." Said Debbie, smiling weakly. "Well, I bet McGonagall busted them, even more publically!"

"I should hope so," carried on Lily. "I mean, it's bad enough them privately tricking us, but in front of the whole school. How humiliating."

"You know what we should do?" Debbie asked, an evil glint in her eye.

"No, what?"

"We should prank them back!"

Mary MacDonald, a good acquaintance of Lily, Debbie and Marlene, just so happened to be sitting next to Irma Pince, the newly sorted Gryffindor. They had just introduced each other, and were now watching as the marauders snorted and messed around on another Gryffindor table.

"That was so mean." Muttered Irma, not expecting an answer.

"Yes," Mary said in assent, but she knew how the marauders worked. "But Lily, Debbie or Marlene must have done something horrible to them, if they did something as big as that."

Irma wanted to ask how Mary knew them, but her anger bubbled a little and Irma argued back, now defensive of her new friends."No, Potter told Lily no boys ever liked her and no boys ever will, so she used the bat bogey hex on him for revenge. But in private. Then he publically and unfairly embarrasses her and her friends- who had nothing to do with it- and makes them miss dinner." She gave Mary a look, and Mary let the argument fall.

"I suppose." Admitted Mary. Then Mary remembered Lily's mortified face as she ran off. "Oh gosh, poor them. I guess that was really cruel. Well, we better check on them later." She glanced at where James, Sirius, Peter and Remus were sitting, and stomped over, her look of pity replaced by an expression of pure fury. "Ugh."

"Mary, wait!" Mary turned around impatiently. "I'm coming too!"

"And how do you think we should prank them back? Scratch should, could we prank them back?" Asked Lily curiously.

Debbie grinned. "What's the most important thing to them?"

"Not their grades," laughed Marlene. "Or what teachers think of them," then her eyes widened in realization, and turned eager. "But on the other hand, you have what g-"

Debbie nodded frantically. "Yes, what the ladies think of them is really special to them!"

"So what do you propose we do?" Said Lily, still skeptical.

"We still have a hour left of the opening feast." Said Marlene, taking over the operation, and checking the muggle wrist-watch Lily had given her their last Hogwarts Christmas. "So, you know how they're always teasing Pettigrew about how he looks?"

"Yes!" Beamed Debbie, getting the idea.

"We could put the handsome charm on him," continued Marlene, "and a hideous hex on the rest!"

"Not Remus!" Cut in Debbie. When all eyes went to her, her face went a rosy red. "Yeah, well, he hasn't done anything wrong."

"And he hasn't helped, so he won't get a handsome charm." Said Marlene.

"But it's essential that we don't get caught." Said Lily, eyes lit up in excitement. "And it will be a long-lasting hideous hex!"

Debbie snickered. "Only Remus would be at all smart enough to know the counter-curse. And if I know him well enough, he won't help, at least for a few days. Just to bring down their egos a bit."

"Yes! It's perfect!" Cackled Marlene vilely. "Mwa ha ha ha!"

And wouldn't you know?

Thunder crackled loudly in the back-round.

"Did you see there faces? They were-"

"Disgraced? Demeaned?" Asked Remus angrily. "They were really upset, guys. That wasn't really fair."

"Who says?" Sirius quarreled.

"I do. Lily looked like she might cry!" Remus said, he turned to James. "She's going to hate you forever if you don't apologize."

"I know," he muttered. "wait, who says I even care?"

Remus rolled his eyes. "Just tell her you're sorry, and be done with it."

Sirius scowled. "As if he's going to do that, we're men."

James laughed, while Remus frowned. "Men have the guts to tell a girl they're sorry."

"Oh look, two girls are coming up to us." Noticed James.

"What's new," said Sirius, patting down his hair.

The two girls stopped in front of them.

"How could you be so mean?!" Mary burst out with.

"Yeah." Seconded Irma, glaring at James.

Sirius chuckled in a way he thought was charming- the girls found it conceited. "Now, now, ladies. It was all in good fun. Now, shoo shoo." He said, lazily gesturing for them to go somewhere else. Mary's fury bubble expanded and... popped!

Smack!

As Lily, Debbie and Marlene strolled down the hallway in the direction of the great hall, a flash went by them.

"Wow," said Marlene, steadying herself. "Someone's in a rush."

Irma was running after the racing girl, and stopped to give the girls a toothy grin. "I made Gryffindor! And Mary MacDonald smacked Sirius Black for tricking you guys!"

"Double wow." Chorused Marlene and Debbie in harmony.

Lily was smiling like there was no tomorrow. "Tell her Lily said thanks!"

"And Debbie!" Debbie requested.

"And Marlene!" Marlene added, then turned to Lily. "I take back what I said last year about Mary crushing hard on Black- she's amazing!"

Debbie nodded, a grin on her face. "Ditto."

Irma collected all the messages, laughed out loud one last time, and ran in the direction of the Gryffindor dorms, still chortling to herself merrily.

Lily faced her friends once more, her earlier giggly face changed into a mask of seriousness. Then her expression contorted into one of mischief and enigma. "Let's go."

"Good Holy Merlin, that MacDonald girl sure does bloody know how to pack a punch," groaned Sirius, nursing his bright red cheek. "Like, come on, did she have to do that?"

James sniggered noisily. "Well, you were treating her like a blooming slave, Padfoot. I'd say she had a score to settle."

"I don't know why she didn't hit you, too, Prongs. I mean, you had as much to do with her friends pranking as Padfoot did." Remus said thoughtfully.

Peter said some very quietly under his breath.

"What was that, Wormtail, do you have something to add?" Asked Sirius, rolling his grey orbs.

"I said," Peter mumbled indignantly. "That I heard from some girls-"

"Eavesdropping again, or stalking?" Joked Sirius.

Peter's ears went red. "That she used to like him once when she was younger."

Sirius scowled. "Just because she likes me- wait, what? Why would she bloody smack me if she likes me."

A light bulb appeared over Remus' head. "Liked you. Not, 'likes you'. You must have done something upsetting to her, or she grew out of the crush. Though it must have been possibility one, since smacking you must have been pretty enjoyable, from the look on her face."

"More like merely touching me at all. Like, half the girls would like to smack me, and only a tiny amount would have fun smacking me, not because of being so near to me."

"Conceited brat." Coughed one girl from the Ravenclaw table, who Sirius shamelessly winked at.

"They love me." Declared he.

"Sure~" Drawled James, dragging the 'ur'.

"I feel sorry for all the girls that like you," said Remus sadly. "You publically dump them, and break their hearts."

"Ah, they'll move on." He said, before whispering: "Eventually."

Caboom, boom, boom! Echoed through the room. Someone had entered the room, and it was the now-out-of-goth-clothes-and-into-robes-girls.

"OI, lookie, it's the goth girls!" Some stupid second year Hufflepuff yelled.

Lily cast him a dark look. "Evera." She said silently.

"Aargh!" Screamed the boy as he looked at a mirror-resembling silver platter. In which he could clearly see a enormous blistering red wart growing on his nose, getting bigger by the second, three on his neck and another on his chin, all of which were doing the same as the first. So to say, growing even bigger.

James searched the room, and when his eyes finally laded on McGonagall, he felt his mouth gawp. The teacher, though she had strictly punished him for a short lasting spell, was pretending the long-lasting wart hex hadn't even happened. And James began to think he was going delusional when he saw the teacher notice Justin Jordan and his new pimples, and smile.

God, he was going bonkers.

The girls walked over to some seats a few benches away from the marauders.

Peter gulped. "Lovegood's sending me a really, really evil eye." James followed his stare and saw that Debbie was glaring holes in each one of their heads, changing marauder every few seconds. She caught eyes with him, and gave a very, very vile smirk. James shuddered, breaking the eye-contact.

Debbie said something to her friends, and their wand hands disappeared under the table.

James nudged Padfoot, who saw the motion and gave Professor Minerva McGonagall a pleading glance.

But McGonagall simply smiled pleasantly, trailing his eyes to where Lily, Debbie, and Marlene were sitting, hands under the table. The professor's eyes widened, and James waited hopefully for her to stop them, and they were now all whispering. The professor then did something very odd... she chuckled.

"Holy Merlin." Said James. The teacher obviously knew that the girls' were going to hex the pants of him and his mates, but seemed jolly at the fact.

He was pondering whether yelling 'protego!' would draw to much attention, when a deep, horrible pain shot him in the back. His bones were grinding together, shrinking and making him shrink in the his eyes fell to his arms.

They were very, freakishly, hairy.

Something itched on his face, and he remembered Justin Jordan and his horror when he looked at a mirror.

Grabbing the nearest empty silver platter, James pressed it in front of his face, let out a silent scream, before thrusting his platter to Padfoot, who looked up and laughed, looked down and gasped. Then he looked at Peter, and gaped some more.

For Peter, he had grown taller and skinnier, his facial hair and pimples had disappeared and his face too. He was now a very handsome, good-looking guy, the sort of man James was five minutes ago.

Was, as you can see, is in past tense.

Because, to their disgust, Padfoot and Prongs- their hair had gone grey, overly long, and everywhere. Warts had grown all over him, and he had gotten smaller in height and bigger in weight and width.

"AAII!" They screeched in unison. All heads spun around to face them... all mouths opened to laugh.

"Ah, Mr Potter, why don't you make your way to the hospital wing, you to Mr Black, Mr Pettigrew." Said Professor McGonagall, smiling.

As they made their way out through parted giggling crowds, Peter piped up with: "Could I-"

"No, Mr Pettigrew, you must return to your regular form." There was more laughter at this.

As Peter, James and Serius walked by Debbie, Marlene and Lily, they were quite sure they hear the words:
"Didn't expect that, hospital wing, hah!"

"Ah well, they got their just desserts!"

"That was great! Let's do that again!"

So the threesome left, blushing with humility, and in Peter's case, disappointment that he couldn't keep 'the look'.

Sirius opened his mouth, but was disrupted by James. "No more getting them back," he said. "We concentrate on Snivellus, and on general pranks."

"Sounds good." Said Sirius, frowning a little.

"OK." Agreed Peter.

They found themselves at the hospital wing, and smiled thankfully (or frowned worriedly, for Peter) as Madam Pomfrey came in.

She took one look at them... and laughed.

"Ah you boys, finally got your just deserts, eh?"

The boys looked at each other.

Do all the teachers hate us or something?

Or in which James was in far away thoughts, and -as you could easily guess- they were based on a certain, red haired, green as a emerald eyed, kind-hearted Lily Evans.

Is it just me or does Lily Evans look gorgeous even as a goth, and she looked beautiful in school robes too, which is impressive. I love the way her face heats up when she's angry, and how she smiles at my least painful pranks...

There we go! I just saw the second Percy J movie. Awful, compared to the books, and it's only loosly at all like them.

I'm sorry ti's a little short, but enjoy, none the less!

A summary for the next chapter: "Why have you planted yourself in my dreams, Potter?" She spat.

"What?" He asked, genuinly confused.

She blinked. "You mean you didn't slip something in that dreamless sleep potion we made yesterday?"

"No," then the look of befuddlement morphed into one of a smirk. "You were dreaming about me?"

Oh, good Merlin, Lily thought to herself, what have I gotten myself into?

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