Dead on the Inside
Chapter Thirteen: Time for Mischief
Sirius
Author's Note: Thanks to every one reading, and a huge thanks to mysterious victoria for her wonderful feedback. I've been cranking these out as fast as I can, and hopefully I'll make it all the way to the end within a few weeks. Thanks again and Happy Reading!
With in two days Madam Pomfrey had me in good enough shape to leave the hospital wing and go "study". With finals rapidly approaching James and I had some serious catching up to do. As usual Remus and Lily were on top of their game, but I was shocked to find that Emma had also reached her prime in studying.
"When have you even had time to study?" James asked as we set our piles of books down on the common room table. Emma smirked to herself and picked a book up off the top of the stack. Looking it over, she threw it into an empty chair near the porthole. When I questioned her on why she did that she replied.
"You didn't need that book to study; in fact I don't think you need half of these books. You just have to know your main potion ingredients, counterspells, and any mountain troll can fake divination." Satisfied with her answer I parked myself in a prime seat and put my feet on top of one of the stacks. Unlike the O.W.Ls the N.E.W.T.s were based on the career you were going to take in the wizarding world. SO as long as you knew that stuff you were golden.
"What do you guys say to some mischief making? I'm bored out of my mind!" James suggested. I looked at Emma and wagged my eye brows at her, making her giggle. James and I began to list the things we could do.
"If the bike were here we could go on a bike ride, but James would have to fly on his Nimbus besides us..."
"If the bike were here….which it's not so that kinda makes that plan hard…" Emma said shooting my plan down. I shrugged, at least I was trying. James suggested we all just go flying, but Emma said that wasn't mischief, it was just tomfoolery.
"We could get Peeves to help us hand Mrs. Norris in that huge chandelier on the seventh floor again…"
"No we can't do the same thing twice…"
"We could always bomb his office with Dungbombs," I replied chuckling. That was always fun. Emma shook her head. She wanted to go out with a bang. We began listing things once again. Almost everyone she shot down.
"We could mess with his snack food."
"We could set all those Fang Frisbees lose in his room."
"No…we need something beastly amazing as our last prank," Emma thoughtfully replied pulling on a strand of hair. The three of us went deep into thought, racking our brains to find the perfect prank.
"It would be funny if we hid all of the silverware in the Room of Requirement,"
"Yeah, and then had the suits of armor hide them! Then we should enchant the goblets to spill in everyone's lap. They won't know what hit them!" James chirped in. Emma said it wasn't amazing but it was funny. We agreed, we would steal all eating utensils and hide them in the Room of Requirement. Snickering we made our way down to the kitchen to see the house elves. Emma had spun a wondrous lie about how Dumbledore was trying out new enchanted 'forever shine' eating wear. They gave us all the stuff we needed. We told them we would return with the goblets because he didn't know if he was getting rid of them. With our heart light and our pockets heavy with food we went off to the Room of Requirement.
"Ah, the Room of Requirement, I have such fond memories of this place," James said as we walked in. Emma held in a loud snicker and began to cough to cover it up. We hid the utensils in a huge basket and left to return the goblets.
"Just don't forget which basket we put them in," Emma reminded them. After our mission we left to the common room all of us laughing non stop. As a quick last minute trick Emma put a bit of Cat nip in Mrs. Norris' dish. As we mounted the stairs case to go back to the common room Professor McGonagall stopped us.
"May I ask what is so funny you three?"
"Sirius was just reminding us of the beginning of the year when he stood up on the table and threatened all of the Slytherins with a plastic sword," Emma replied grinning at me. I refrained from rolling my eyes and faked a laugh. McGonagall gave us one more skeptical look then suggested we go and do more 'studying'. We returned to the common room and told the others of our deeds and told them that they should bring a flask to drink out of tonight for dinner. The Gryffindor table would be the only table not to face embarrassment tonight. I watched as Emma described her fib to McGonagall, how livid she got. I pulled her on my lap and kissed her passionately.
"This year is the best year of my life,"