A/N- Hopefully, this one will inspire some lively reviews (no flames, please).
Oh, yeah, a disclaimer is long overdue: None of these characters belong to me, and that's just...a given, isn't it? I
mean, when you're writing a FAN FICTION, it's fiction by a fan of a series, so certain characters will belong to the author!
And if anyone has the gall to want to start any legal mumbo-jumbo because another author didn't acknowledge that, the first
person has some serious problems, if you ask me.
"MWPP- #5"
That night in the common room, Lily curled up in the armchair, too upset to sleep. She stared into the dancing flames
of the fireplace forlornly and recalled the events of that day. All's well that ends well, and all's bad that starts
out worse! First,160 points taken from Gryffindor because they tried to get James out of the Infirmary to go to a
Quidditch tryout.
Which he missed.
All the Gryffindors were going to hate them! They'd be lower than Peter! What was to be done?
Suddenly, Sirius started laughing. He was roaring with laughter before anyone could ask why.
"How could you possibly laugh at a time like this?" asked Remus irritably.
"I was just-HA! Thinking-hehehehe. About-*gasp for air*-you grabbing Madame Pomfrey's bottom and her screaming at you and
the color your face turned...HAHAHAHAHA!!"
Remus got up, strode to the other side of the room, and yelled "Mutus!" Immediately, no sound was coming out of Sirius's
mouth. Remus went back to his seat. "I'm surprised Madame Pomfrey didn't use that one on you."
Lily almost laughed herself, but it was too somber a situation. "What can we do? Getting on the Quidditch team means
everything to- Sirius! What ARE you trying to say?"
Sirius was mouthing furiously at Remus and making angry wand movements. Lily didn't know quite what he was saying, but
it didn't look good. She ignored him and went on. "Like I was saying, what can we possibly do to get James a tryout?"
"Lily, are you really worried more about James being on the Quidditch team than about all the points lost for Gryffindor?
We should be focusing on...I don't know, homework or something, so that we can earn at least some of the points back," said
Remus, half angry.
"Come on, Remus, think! James is a great Quidditch player, so the writing is on the wall; he'll make the team this year.
Then, since he's such a great player, the team will probably win a lot of matches, thereby winning us points! It just makes
sense for us to want to get him on the team."
"I guess..." Remus didn't like being outsmarted. "But still, there is the question of HOW. You can't just waltz into the
coach's office and say, 'Hi, my friend broke his arm and we tried to get him out of the hospital wing but there was a mix-up
with Madame Pomfrey's behind, so we lost 160 points for Gryffindor, and now we want you to let him try out alone.'"
He paused for breath. "How on Earth are we going to do this? WITHOUT losing any more points?"
An exasperated Lily replied, but not before giving Sirius a dirty look for laughing his head off silently. "I don't know,
we just all need sleep. Let's go up to the dormitories."
The next morning at breakfast, Sirius didn't seem to want to talk to anyone. When Lily came down, she said "Good morning,
Remus. Morning, Sirius. 'Did I ever tell you that you have loooooovely eyes?'"
This evoked only a dirty look from Sirius. He didn't say anything, though.
"What's the matter, cat got your tongue?" She teased even further.
Remus was doubled up laughing. "I put the 'Helio' charm on him! If he talks, he'll sound like he swallowed a blimpful
of helium!"
"That's not funny!!!" Lily whirled around to see who had spoken. It sounded like one of the Munchkins from the Wizard of
Oz. It was Sirius! Soon, LIly and Remus were shaking with mirth, pounding their fists on the table. It certainly was a
change from the previous night, with all the somber faces.
Once they had calmed down, Lily talked to Remus. "O.k, that's not fair; we might need some of his plans."
"What, like assaulting his dear Poppy with charm? No way!"
"Do you promise not to think up any of that sort of thing, Sirius?" Lily wanted to give him a chance. Sirius nodded
vigorously. "Remus?"
"Oh, all right!" He took out the wand and said "Deflato."
Sirius started jabbering. "What did you do that for? What did I ever do to make you do that to me? That was really
stupid..." and it went on like that. Remus conversed with Lily over it.
"See? Absolutely no change from before. What should we do about the tryouts?"
Sirius finally said something sensible. "Gee, I don't know, maybe we should just ask the Quidditch coach for a special
tryout for James?"
"What do we tell her, that we didn't come before because we lost 160 points and tried to charm Madame Pomfrey into
submission?" Asked Remus irritably.
"No, we say, Madame Pomfrey was out of her bone-healing potion, and James broke his arm, so we'd like it if he got a
chance. Is that so hard?"
Both Lily and Remus were quiet. They wondered if they should trust this delinquent on his advice. Because if he
started his charms again they could get in big trouble and maybe even expelled. Lily let a smile break across her face.
"O.k. When do we start?"
Sirius smiled, too. "As soon as I finish this toast."
Oh, yeah, a disclaimer is long overdue: None of these characters belong to me, and that's just...a given, isn't it? I
mean, when you're writing a FAN FICTION, it's fiction by a fan of a series, so certain characters will belong to the author!
And if anyone has the gall to want to start any legal mumbo-jumbo because another author didn't acknowledge that, the first
person has some serious problems, if you ask me.
"MWPP- #5"
That night in the common room, Lily curled up in the armchair, too upset to sleep. She stared into the dancing flames
of the fireplace forlornly and recalled the events of that day. All's well that ends well, and all's bad that starts
out worse! First,160 points taken from Gryffindor because they tried to get James out of the Infirmary to go to a
Quidditch tryout.
Which he missed.
All the Gryffindors were going to hate them! They'd be lower than Peter! What was to be done?
Suddenly, Sirius started laughing. He was roaring with laughter before anyone could ask why.
"How could you possibly laugh at a time like this?" asked Remus irritably.
"I was just-HA! Thinking-hehehehe. About-*gasp for air*-you grabbing Madame Pomfrey's bottom and her screaming at you and
the color your face turned...HAHAHAHAHA!!"
Remus got up, strode to the other side of the room, and yelled "Mutus!" Immediately, no sound was coming out of Sirius's
mouth. Remus went back to his seat. "I'm surprised Madame Pomfrey didn't use that one on you."
Lily almost laughed herself, but it was too somber a situation. "What can we do? Getting on the Quidditch team means
everything to- Sirius! What ARE you trying to say?"
Sirius was mouthing furiously at Remus and making angry wand movements. Lily didn't know quite what he was saying, but
it didn't look good. She ignored him and went on. "Like I was saying, what can we possibly do to get James a tryout?"
"Lily, are you really worried more about James being on the Quidditch team than about all the points lost for Gryffindor?
We should be focusing on...I don't know, homework or something, so that we can earn at least some of the points back," said
Remus, half angry.
"Come on, Remus, think! James is a great Quidditch player, so the writing is on the wall; he'll make the team this year.
Then, since he's such a great player, the team will probably win a lot of matches, thereby winning us points! It just makes
sense for us to want to get him on the team."
"I guess..." Remus didn't like being outsmarted. "But still, there is the question of HOW. You can't just waltz into the
coach's office and say, 'Hi, my friend broke his arm and we tried to get him out of the hospital wing but there was a mix-up
with Madame Pomfrey's behind, so we lost 160 points for Gryffindor, and now we want you to let him try out alone.'"
He paused for breath. "How on Earth are we going to do this? WITHOUT losing any more points?"
An exasperated Lily replied, but not before giving Sirius a dirty look for laughing his head off silently. "I don't know,
we just all need sleep. Let's go up to the dormitories."
The next morning at breakfast, Sirius didn't seem to want to talk to anyone. When Lily came down, she said "Good morning,
Remus. Morning, Sirius. 'Did I ever tell you that you have loooooovely eyes?'"
This evoked only a dirty look from Sirius. He didn't say anything, though.
"What's the matter, cat got your tongue?" She teased even further.
Remus was doubled up laughing. "I put the 'Helio' charm on him! If he talks, he'll sound like he swallowed a blimpful
of helium!"
"That's not funny!!!" Lily whirled around to see who had spoken. It sounded like one of the Munchkins from the Wizard of
Oz. It was Sirius! Soon, LIly and Remus were shaking with mirth, pounding their fists on the table. It certainly was a
change from the previous night, with all the somber faces.
Once they had calmed down, Lily talked to Remus. "O.k, that's not fair; we might need some of his plans."
"What, like assaulting his dear Poppy with charm? No way!"
"Do you promise not to think up any of that sort of thing, Sirius?" Lily wanted to give him a chance. Sirius nodded
vigorously. "Remus?"
"Oh, all right!" He took out the wand and said "Deflato."
Sirius started jabbering. "What did you do that for? What did I ever do to make you do that to me? That was really
stupid..." and it went on like that. Remus conversed with Lily over it.
"See? Absolutely no change from before. What should we do about the tryouts?"
Sirius finally said something sensible. "Gee, I don't know, maybe we should just ask the Quidditch coach for a special
tryout for James?"
"What do we tell her, that we didn't come before because we lost 160 points and tried to charm Madame Pomfrey into
submission?" Asked Remus irritably.
"No, we say, Madame Pomfrey was out of her bone-healing potion, and James broke his arm, so we'd like it if he got a
chance. Is that so hard?"
Both Lily and Remus were quiet. They wondered if they should trust this delinquent on his advice. Because if he
started his charms again they could get in big trouble and maybe even expelled. Lily let a smile break across her face.
"O.k. When do we start?"
Sirius smiled, too. "As soon as I finish this toast."