A/N- Back with another chapter! Not sure how this turned out because I've not really written prank scenes before (not well at least).

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Sirius was utterly restless. It was almost time for Easter break and they hadn't pulled even one prank since the new year had begun. James had been preoccupied with planning for the final match of the season while Remus and Peter were engrossed in studies. What was more frustrating for Sirius was the unresolved situation he had going on with Dany. She was still not speaking to him. Well, she was barely speaking to anybody. Not since her outburst at Lily during lunch that day. She had become even more quiet and only spoke when spoken to. It was as if things had gone back to how it was before the beginning of 6th year- when he was barely aware of her existence.

"Boys, I think it's time to remind Hogwarts of our reputation," he said one night in the dorm.

"Our 'reputation'?" Remus looked extremely amused.

"As the greatest pranksters Hogwarts has ever seen."

"Interesting. Pads, do you have anything in mind?" James had sat up in his bed, putting on his glasses, his hair sticking up as usual.

"I do, actually," said Sirius, with a smirk. "It involves one of our all time favorite singles by James' second most favorite muggle band."

He explained his idea to them eliciting a laugh, a groan and a cheer from James, Remus and Peter respectively. It was decided that the friday before Easter break would be the perfect time to pull off their prank.

The Great Hall was abuzz with chatter and excitement. This was the last break before exams and most of the students were incredibly thrilled to be going home or just lazing around for a bit. The Gryffindor table had become slightly segregated in the last few weeks. Lily maintained a large distance from the Marauders, occasionally joined by Mary and Dorcas. Marlene would alternate between them and the boys. Dany preferred sitting by herself, although she didn't refuse when either James or Marlene asked to sit with her.

Today, however, the Marauders were sitting quite close to each other, whispering furiously amongst themselves.

"They're up to something." Lily threw them a dark look before starting on her bacon and eggs. Dorcas and Mary exchanged looks but decided not to say anything in case Lily got offended or something. She had been on edge for a while now. Even before Dany had told her off.

Marlene, however, had no qualms about speaking her mind. "Those prats look far too smug. I just hope whatever they've planned doesn't involve us. I don't fancy being drenched in some questionable fluid to satisfy their entertainment needs."

Fortunately, no such thing happened. Instead, a very confused looking Severus Snape suddenly stood up on the Slytherin table, clapped his hands and launched into song.

"You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen." He pointed at Mulciber who for some unfathomable reason was wearing a flower crown on his head and leapt up to stand alongside him

"Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine." A rather fancy looking tambourine appeared in Avery's hands, who had also joined the other two on top of the table.

"You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life." By this time, the entire Hall had erupted into laughter.

"See that girl, watch that scene, diggin the Dancing Queen!"

All three boys looked furious and red faced as Slughorn and McGonagall came bustling over to see what the matter was. Snape cast a dirty look in the direction of the Gryffindor table but just as he was about to open his mouth, Sirius flicked his wand imperceptibly and soon the greasy haired boy had begun singing again.

"Finite Incantatum." McGonagall pursed her lips, not looking the least bit pleased.

Back at the Gryffindor table, everyone was in splits. James had even managed to roll off his seat, he was laughing so hard. Peter was almost choking and Remus thumped him on the back while laughing helplessly himself.

The girls were no better. Marlene was thumping the table as she tried to control her giggles. Mary had let out a fair few snorts while trying to contain her amusement. Dorcas and Lily were clutching each other as tears of mirth streamed down their cheeks.

But Sirius was rather pleased to see one particular person, covering her mouth with her hand and trembling with laughter. His observation was interrupted by the appearance of a familiar figure.

"That was bloody brilliant!" The Ravenclaw tie and small build could only indicate one particular first year all of them had grown rather fond of.

"Mike, my man! Thank you!" Sirius beamed at the younger boy. "Have a seat."

"No," he said, scrunching up his face as he glanced around the table. "I'd rather not. But I remember you and James mentioning that you were interested in learning a few muggle sports for your Muggle Studies assignment. If you want, you can drop by my house during Easter break. My dad's the administrator of one of the local schools. I'm sure I can get you access to some of the equipment and fields."

"Brilliant! We owe you one, old boy!" Sirius clapped the boy on the back, who flushed slightly in pleasure. "Let me know where you stay and we'll make sure to drop by at least once."

Lily Evans wasn't used to feeling like this. She prided herself on being a responsible, considerate and hard-working witch. But the last few weeks had thrown her completely off gear. Perhaps it was the stress of 6th year or the fear of the growing war. Whatever the reason, she had been having trouble sleeping recently. Her stomach was squirming uncomfortably, as it usually did when she felt guilty about doing something wrong. And she was pretty certain that she hadn't done very many nice things recently.

So when she walked into the common room and found one James Potter sitting alone by the fire, she squashed every ounce of pride that threatened to stop her, and walked over to him.

"Evans." He looked very surprised to see her. But strangely, his eyes held no anger and his voice didn't even the least bit mocking.

"Hullo." Lily mentally kicked herself for being so utterly stubborn. She had no idea that she had such a streak.

"So, umm, are you going home for Easter?" she asked, not looking directly at him.

"Oh…" He appeared to be rather shocked at her choice of question. "Yes. I am, actually. What about yourself?"

"I'm not. I mean, I wanted to. But I have a lot of work to catch up on and if I go home then I'll just get distracted… My parents, Tuney, the war…" She trailed off realising that this wasn't something she usually discussed with the Gryffindor captain.

"Yeah, I can understand your worry. My folks are purebloods but that doesn't stop me from staying awake at night wondering if they've been done in because of their beliefs."

"But your family has you, Evans," he continued. "Once you're of age, you can protect them. And you are a bloody fantastic witch so-"

"I'm sorry." James stopped mid-sentence and stared at the red-headed girl. "I'm sorry I've been such a dick to you, especially recently. Even though you didn't do anything. It's just- with the war and everything and-and- I don't know. But I really am sorry for behaving like that with you, Potter. I hope you'll forgive me."

She hesitantly looked at him and saw him beaming at her. Her cheeks felt warm as she registered the look on his face.

"There's no need to apologise, Evans," he said. "I've been a right prat for nigh on 6 years. I daresay, I had it coming. But, I will accept your apology because I appreciate the effort. It must have been extremely tough for you to decide to apologise to me." He grinned at her good-naturedly and Lily found herself slowly grinning along.

"I've actually got to finish working on these plays for the final against Ravenclaw," he said, rubbing the back of his neck apologetically. "But if you ever do feel like yelling or cursing at someone to lighten your mood, I'm your bloke."

"Potter," said Lily, blushing lightly and hitting him on the shoulder. "You're such a prat."

He just smiled at her like she had given him the greatest compliment in the world.

"I can't believe it."

"You sure she wasn't under the influence of something?"

"You weren't dreaming, were you?"

James rolled his eyes at his three friends while the Hogwarts Express pulled out of Hogsmeade. He had just told them about his conversation with Lily, and they were a bit… skeptical about it- to put it mildly.

"I'm telling you! She apologised and then we actually had a bit of a semi-alright conversation!"

"I need some chocolate," said Remus, pulling out a bar from inside his cardigan.

"Moony!" James whined and stomped his feet impatiently. "What should I do? I finally think that she doesn't hate me! I don't want to fuck this up."

"Let's be real, Prongs," said Sirius, leaning back into the seat. "The chances of you not fucking up are slim to none. Oi! No violence!"

"I think you should just continue as you are," said Remus, thoughtfully as James and Sirius continued to wrestle with Peter discarded scarf. "Clearly, she's seen something in you that's made her realise that you…"

"Aren't an arrogant toerag?" supplied Peter, helpfully.

"Right you are, Pete. And I think some of it was due to Dany's outburst."

Sirius felt himself tense slightly at the mention of her name. He stood up abruptly and opened the door of the compartment. "Be back in a bit," he muttered.

Truth be told, Sirius was happy to be away from Hogwarts for the Easter break. It meant that he wouldn't continuously run into her everyday and see her either ignore him or answer him in the most microscopic sentences possible. But that didn't mean that he wouldn't bump into her in the train, because there she was, walking slowly towards him, eyes downcast and not really paying attention to what was going on around her. Sirius held his breath, wondering if he should say anything or let her aimlessly walk into him. At least then she'd be forced to say something. Fortunately, he didn't have to do anything as she looked up and registered his presence, giving him a barely perceptible half smile. This was all the encouragement that Sirius needed and he walked up to her, determined to sort this out.

"Hey," he said, effectively blocking her path forward.

"Hullo."

"Look," he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I think we really need to talk. About what, umm, happened." He waited for her to say something but when she didn't, he just continued. "I don't want things to get awkward between us - like it has been the past few weeks. I like having you as my Potions partner and things haven't been okay between us recently. I mean, what happened, happened. But let's not get weird about it. It was a moment of euphoria and no one but the two of us know about it. So if you're alright with it, we can just move on. What do you say?"

She stared at him for a few seconds and then nodded her head slowly.

"Great! I can't tell you how relieved I am to get this sorted out. I'll see you after the break!" He grinned at her and went back to his compartment, feeling much happier than he had in days.

"Pads, we need to pick at least three Muggle sports for our assignment," said James, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "What do you think?"

"I rather like this football thing," said Sirius, leafing through his textbook. "But I say let's wait until we get to Mike's. Then we'll know what our choices are."

"Right you are. Let's get some food and then head off!"

Around noon, James and Sirius found themselves in a muggle neighborhood, bustling with activity and full of all kinds of people. They looked at the house numbers until they finally came across the number that Mike had written down for them. It was a rather nice looking house, simple but charming.

"Looks like this is the place," said Sirius, ringing the doorbell as James bent down to tie his laces.

"It's okay, Mum. I'll get it." They heard a faint voice calling from inside. In a few moments the door opened and Sirius thought that he had been punched in the gut. There, in a baggy t-shirt and tiny shorts, stood Daniella Wilson, her mouth hanging open in shock.

Damn! What was that? Thoughts on the various 'resolutions' that occurred?

Cheers xxxx