Right, idea. This is going to be written like MSN but its on the maps! Enjoy and sorry for the wait!
Helen (Demeter)
Pauline (Nike)
Sarah (Dionysus)
I'm assuming you know the Marauders and their nicknames.
MMS Chapter 14
Temporary Alliances
Sometime around 6AM
Demeter: Hello? Anyone there?
Dionysus: Told you this was a bad idea
Nike: Cheer up Di, I'm sure they'll answer… eventually
Dionysus: Probably when we're old and rotting by the looks of it.
Demeter: This is annoying… YO MARAUDERS GET YOUR MAP OUT FOR FUCK'S SAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nike: … Has she had her anger medicine this morning
Dionysus: I don't think so… I think she's going rabid…
Demeter: Ha ha very funny.
Moony: Hello?
Dionysus: You took your good sweet time.
Prongs: Sorry, bit busy planning a prank.
Padfoot: ITS AWESOME!!!
Prongs: What did you guys want anyway?
Nike: A little help, remember what those disgusting-
Demeter: Vile
Dionysus: Evil
Nike: Snakecharmers did to the Muggleborns?
Prongs: Yep. It was awful.
Padfoot: Slimy Slytherins.
Demeter: We're going to get back at them.
Nike: They got a few of us with their stupid spell.
Dionysus: And we want revenge.
Moony: Isn't that odd we were planning something too!
Nike: Well we propose a temporary alliance. Seven brains are better than three.
Prongs: Where is Luna anyway?
Dionysus: Sick. Why'd you want to know?
Prongs: No reason.
Padfoot: He's in lurve!
Prongs: AM NOT!!
Padfoot: ARE TOO!!!
Prongs: ARE NOT!!!!
Dionysus: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Padfoot: … meh…
Demeter: That's better
Nike: Anyway this is what we have planned….
The great hall was silent at breakfast… too silent… Almost as if every student could tell something bad was going to happen any minute… Everyone waited with baited breath to see what would happen. It took a while for people to start eating, but once they had been assured by the teachers that the food wasn't poisoned the scraping of knives on plates resounded on the hell. But still it was quiet…
The Slytherin table hadn't noticed the eerie silence but still they were more subdued than normal. The Mythtakers and Marauders at the Gryffindor table were careful to act like everyone else to avoid suspicion.
The spell was timed, at the right moment it would spring into action causing mass humiliation throughout the entire Slytherin table. The two pranking groups responsible had acknowledged that only four of the Slytherins were to blame but "They were all going to end up Death Eaters anyway" as Padfoot had said.
"I fell really weird." Bellatrix admitted to Lucius quietly, he nodded.
"Me too."
"You don't think something's been put in the food again?" She pushed her fork around her plate looking for any tell-tale signs of tampering.
"I don't think so…"
The spell was rather more humiliating than what the Snakecharmers had done to the Muggleborns but because the attack was purposefully aimed against "mudbloods" the Marauders believed the "filthy gits" deserved it. Any minute now…
The entire Slytherin table began talking about feeling weird, like the two Snakecharmers they quickly assumed their food had been tampered with. But then again Dumbledore had checked each table for anything extra added to the dishes but nothing had come up.
It began quickly, started by one very loud fart from Narcissa Black, who's normally pale complection rapidly turned tomato red. It took only a few more seconds for the rest of the table to lose control of their bladders… completely. Resulting in vile smells, disgusting sounds and very angry Slytherins…
AN: Shorter than normal, sorry! But I did my best!