Disclaimer: You already know to whom the magical world of Harry Potter belongs. Glinda the Good belongs to L. Frank Baum.
Rumors
With his arms pinned to his side, Sirius could not even move an inch. Four hours ago, an inquisitive idiot, James, eyes ablaze with excitement, ran up to his three friends, whispering plans to explore a hidden chamber on the fifth floor of the castle that was rumored to have been enchanted by one of the greatest witches of the centuries, Glinda the Good. Being the mindless adventurer he was, Sirius joined in excitedly. However, instead of discovering an age-old secret, they had somehow gotten trapped in a tiny stone room with only a small window somewhere near the top of the north wall. Screwing up his face in a futile attempt to relieve the itching feeling on his nose, Sirius let out another frustrated growl.
"Look, I'm sorry. How many times do I have to say this? I honestly thought there was something phenomenal here," James said exasperatedly.
"You would think that an experienced Marauder like you would at least be able to recognize a prank when you see one," Sirius snapped back angrily.
"Padfoot. Prongs. Is this really the time to be arguing? Our first priority is to find a way out of here. Besides, your yelling is giving Peter a headache," Remus chastised the two scowling boys. "If only we knew who came up with this rumor, then we would at least be able to figure out his style of pranking," Remus added thoughtfully.
Earlier that day, James had been in the library pretending to write his Charms essay, watching Lily twirl her hair with her quill as she struggled with her assignment on the other side of the room, when he heard a couple of Hufflepuffs whispering about an enchanted chamber. At the time, a second before the brilliant idea of finding the chamber popped into his brain, he had felt a twinge of déjà vu. Thinking back on that feeling, he knew now for certain that he had heard the rumor before. But, where?
"I'll stand on James' shoulders. You stand on mine. Then, Peter will stand on yours, reach the window and climb out to go for help," Sirius suggested.
"That'll never work, Sirius. That window has to be at least—"
"Ah!" James interrupted. "I know who came up with the rumor now. But you're not going to happy about it?"
"Who?" the others asked.
"Well…Um…You see…"
"Just spit it out, Prongs," Sirius growled.
"So, in my first year, before we had become the marauders, I had already started planning pranks. Well, I thought it would be quite clever to spread a rumor about an enchanted chamber and set up a trap for those who were gullible enough to look for it…" James trailed off.
Amid Sirius' growls of frustration and Peter's squeaks, Remus shook his head in disbelief, "How can you fall for your own prank?"
"I'm sorry. Really. But, at least, we now know how to get out," James replied timidly, knowing full well that they were not going to let this go easily.
A/N: It's been a while since I updated. For that, I am truly sorry. But, I hope you like this new little adventure of the Marauders.