Night 5 Marauders in Hospital
By Admiral Albia

A/n; Well, read the title. And the summary. Basically, the Marauders are going to be in hospital for a while... and they're driving Doctor Lily wild! Any ideas for their pranks (seven nights, seven pranks), please send `em in!
Disclaimer; I do not own Harry Potter etc., they belong to J.K. Rowling. (sarcastic voice; "Well I never!") Don't mind the portrait, he's just bored...

Night 5
"I am not going to fall into the toilet this time, I am not going to fall into the toilet this time, I am not going to fall into the toilet this time..."
"That's the spirit, James!"
"What are we going to do tonight?" Peter asked as they waited for James to come out of the lavatory.
"How about staying in?" Remus suggested. They stared at him.
"Well, I'm sorry, but the moon's waxing and I'm getting stroppy and I'd like to get out of here before I get forced out..."
"But we barely get in an hour and a half a night!"
"A hour and a half's more sleep though." There was a splash from the bathroom, followed by a splutter, and a rude word.
"He fell into the toilet," Sirius said, a smirk beginning to creep across his face.
"I did not!"
"You did!" Everyone yelled.
"Can you be quiet please... where's James?" Lily had stuck her head round the door.
"In there with his head down the loo."
"What?...oh."
"So, what can we do tonight?" Peter repeated, once Lily had rescued James from a very embarassing drowning act and gone off again.
"What do we have?" Sirius pulled out the Happy Little Sailor, the bag which the Marauders kept their tricks in. It was so called largely because it had a smiling sailor on the sides.
"Let's see... Filibuster's Wet-Start Fireworks; Zonko's nose-biting teacups; a couple of fake wands; a plastic spider; a whoopee cushion; no, make that two whoopee cushions; a clown's flower; some fake biscuits and a box of invisible chalk. And some Dungbombs... couple of Badges from two nights ago...flour bombs; oooh, stink bombs! Some bunny potion; some invisibility potion; that extra-strong love potion we made in fourth year; two hankies and a bunch of trick Quidditch balls, plus one set of real Bludgers and a real Snitch. A/n; Yes, that bag is magic...>
"Anything else?"
"Well, we have the Cloak and we have our wands..."
"And I have an idea," Remus said. "Come here..."

/\/\/\
"Yeah, that could work!"
"You never know till you try..."
/\/\/\
"Wait a second... which one's which again?"
"The bunny potion's pink, the love potion's red, and the invisibility potion's invisible."
"So which one's blue?"
"That's the water, Peter, it's in a blue bottle."
/\/\/\
"So, this is the staffroom."
"Yeah; and there's the teacups..."
/\/\/\
Aside from a stupid name, Margherita Ginslin was a perfectly normal witch. Like everyone else, she had been puzzled by the happenings over the last few days, especially at the point when she'd become a large pink seal. It just so happened that she wanted a cup of tea just as the Marauders finished setting up their latest dastardly plot.
First, the teacup bit her nose. She magicked a new one and also magicked the tea, but just as she put it down a bag of flour landed on her head. She looked up just in time to see what looked suspiciously like a Dungbomb hovering, and spent a while trying to persuade a `poltergeist` (who was actually a wizard on the floor using his wand to levitate the thing) not to drop it... suddenly the Dungbomb floated gently to the ground and vanished. Sighing, Margherita drank her tea...
...and turned into a large, pink, very fluffy bunny rabbit.
The Marauders repeated the trick on anyone who came into the staffroom, sending some of them into bunnydom, some into mad fits of passion, and some into the land of the invisible. The potions weren't permanent, but it was still fun to see and funnier to watch as the people looked up, puzzled, and concentrated so hard on Remus' floating Dungbomb that they failed to notice a hand slipping out from under the Cloak and gently dropping the potions into their drinks.
"OK... time for plan B," Sirius muttered when five people at once entered the room. "Pass the water, Wormtail..."
...and these peole were treated to a Dr. Filibuster's No-Heat, Wet-Start Fireworks display while, behind them, wands were switched and Badges were placed... as the smallest of the Marauders in animal form, Peter was the one who got to grab the real wands, put down fake ones and drag the real wands into a drawer before creeping up behind them and prodding the Badges with his wand.
/\/\/\
"Well, that went quite well, really," Sirius said once the Marauders were in bed and visible.
"Yep. Oh, the looks on those people's faces when they saw the Dungbomb..."
"Where did you hide the wands, Peter?"
"Oh... in a drawer. Not too hard to find."
"For a human or a floating orange donkey?"
"A human..." The Marauders collapsed into laughter again.
/\/\/
A/n; OK, I know that one was crappy. Or at least I think it was. I'm really running out of ideas here... I only need one more, but that's one more too many... PLEEEEEASE give me ideas and reviews!
|
V