I solemnly swear I am up to no good...
Hello! I have been absent for a while, but I have returned with another (yet my least favourite so far) chapter. It shall be continued in PART TWO of this chapter at a later date. (By the way, James in this chapter reminds me of myself when I fangirl over something). ;) Happy reading!
After getting back from Patrol, Lily slumped on her bed and let out a loud groan. Why? Why now, should she get caught up in all this madness, something only the Marauders would make happen? Why sensible Lily? Mary MacDonald sat up in her bed, her eyes twinkling. "Looks like someone's in a bit of a pickle."
Lily looked at Mary. "Don't ask. Just don't remind me."
"Why?"
Lily glared. "I told you not to ask!"
"Sorry..."
"I ALMOST got a detention."
Mary was bubbling with excitement and gasped. "The perfect Lily Evans! How?"
"I petrified Snivellus."
Mary looked at her strangely. "Snivellus? That's what James calls him." She gasped. "James... You're picking up a James habit, which therefore means that you are hanging around with him too much which therefore means YOU LIKE HIM!"
Mary clapped and skipped around the room, whilst Lily sat blushing. Usually, Lily would get up and argue, chase Mary around, beat her with a pillow and eventually ignore Mary by reading and lash at her with a heavy book if she came near, but something made Lily just sit there. She could find nothing with which to argue and that left her wondering if she maybe did like James, even just a teensy bit. All she said was "Shut up, Mary. You know I despise Potter," and went to sleep.
Meanwhile in the boys dormitories, James waltzed in and twirled round and round the room. Remus smiled. "Someone hex you with the endless dancing curse?"
James swooned dramatically. "No, Remus, I am simply in LOVE! In LOVE, I tell you, IN LOVE!"
Sirius hid under hid bed covers and whined. "Shut up, I'm trying to sleep, Prongsie. Wake me up if you shag her in a broom closet."
"I would not be so rude as to treat my Lady Lily in such a manner, for I, the brave Sir James Potter, have been struck by Cupid's arrow, piercing my heart with such a blow that -"
"For Merlin's sake, James, tell us what happened without all the theatrics," sighed Remus.
The look in James' eyes at those words made him look like a toddler being denied birthday cake. "But - but then it's not NEARLY as cool!"
Remus chuckled. "Fine, just tell us the bloody story."
"First of all, she attacked Snivellus in defense of me, AND called me fantastic in the process. THEN, she told me the ENTIRE story of her discovery of our furry secret, our secret bond of Maraudery, our undercover brotherhood -"
Peter interupted. "The fact that we are Animaguses?"
"Um, yeah, that. DURING which, she claimed me impressive, and undoubtedly marvellous. THEN, she risked detention for me by petrifying Snivellus and wiping his memory because he listened into her explaining of the furry secret discovery."
Peter's jaw dropped. "Snivellus found out? We could be expelled!"
James patted his head. "Never fear, my pretty, for Sir Prongsis here, and Snivellus' memory has been wiped and is currently lying on the floor of the Astronomy Tower wondering what underpants are." James bowed, and catapulted himself onto his bed as a finale.
Sirius cackled. "Prat."
Thanks for reading! This chapter is my least favourite so far, so tell mE how I can improve in the comments. Also, check out TheChasm, a joint account of me and my friend Butterfly, and we have our first story up! It is by Butterfly, and it is a story mainly about Remus. It is completely fabulous and is far better than my stories. Thanks!
...Mischief managed.