The Marauding Five - Year Five

Noelle: Personal thanks? How do I do that??? Well, nine million and nine hundred thousand and… ugh, let me just put this in numbers: 9, 999, 999 thanks for reviewing my story and giving me some points to ponder [evil teachers is the subject of the moment] ^_^ as for the Lord Dkembvare's pronounciation, I feel like I'm learning phonetics all over again… hehe write more, kayz?

Tsukari the silver cabbit: am glad you decided to review, if you read this chapter :) it's nice knowing that some nice people review for you ^_^

GoldenSilence: learning red and blue…? No, I can't, cause I haven't much idea of it myself [ulp!!] I'm soooo pathetic… *sigh* aye, I remember the Voldemort and I am confident that I'll make it come true :) I'll let you on a hint… be ready to laugh next chapter!

Caitlin Black: I couldn't review your story :( anywayz, as for 'Back in Loopy Village, on Mischief Avenue, Yvonne Potter sneezed into her breakfast of canned beans', to those who haven't got a clue, in Japanese saying, whenever you insult someone from their back, the someone will sneeze :) in this case, the Marauders were insulting Yvonne Potter indirectly, thus she sneeze. Ack, why am I giving old-saying lessons here?

pheonix_vs_crazy_snow: cool name! And I'm glad you took it to calling me stupid :) and thank you very much for reviewing for me!

Disclaimer: The Maggles are mine [later explained]… and so is Adele, and the Marauders's personalities and whatever is mine :) others are as self-claimed.

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The Marauding Five : Year Five

Chapter 8: The Maggles

'I still don't get it. How can we get another detention when the first detention isn't even done yet?' Adele said wonderingly to her roommates. She'd been brooding on the question for at least five days already.

'You got a detention on Saturday, another on Sunday and yet another on Tuesday. Honestly, are you asking me that?' Sita said. 'You ought to think of the answer yourself, though I propose that Lily, James, Sirius and Remus might have a better theory.'

'Well…'

'Teddy! Hurry up! We're going now!!!' Lily yelled. Adele sat up at once and ran towards the door, when Nina stopped her.

'Where will you be off to, may I know?' Nina asked bossily, gripping Adele tightly by her arm.

'Let me go, Nina!' Adele said, trying to pull Nina's plump fingers from her arm with her free hand. 'I'll be late if I don't go now!' Nina clutched her even tightly.

'No. You're going somewhere, that's certain, with the Marauders,' Nina said sharply. 'Tell me where you're going to!'

'Never! Let me go! And if you don't, I'll…'

'You're threatening me?' Nina said, glooming eeriely. She had a talent for that (probably because she's a mean girl). Adele was much smaller than her, compared to her large, fat figure which she had retained during the holidays. Adele stood no chance against the girl and this fact was obvious to the other girls. But it is an even obvious fact that Lily loved Adele like another sister, since she was the only other girl crew in the group.

'Leave her, Nina,' Pertsy said silently.

'You know Lily treats her like a sister,' Sita added. 'If she's in trouble, you're in an even bigger one than her.'

'Exactly. Glad that you see the fact, people. So let me go!' Adele demanded. 'Or I'll- Or I'll do something you'll wish I didn't!'

'Not until you tell me where you're going,' Nina said snobbishly.

'Let me!' Adele yelled, stomping her feet heavily. 'Or I'll- I'll- I'll- I'll curse you!'

'Hah! Like you can!'

'Adele? What took you so long?' James said, opening the door. Not that it needs any opening, though. It's already opened.

'Uh-oh. Here comes trouble,' Tally muttered.

'You okay?' Sirius called, before coming to sight.

'What? You don't trust me??' Lily screeched loudly. She had probably seen this episode with Nina coming.

'Um, not exactly, Tinker, but I—'

'Nine, I swear, you'll get it from us,' James whispered in a deadly voice. 'If not us, it's Lily. Let her go. We have an important meeting. A very important meeting.' Nina refused to loosen her grip. She pulled a nasty face at James and Sirius, just as a Yumi – Castria, supposedly – jumped up from Adele's bed and bit the ends of Adele's hair.

'Yow! Castria!' Adele yelped, groping to catch the Yumi. And Castria refuses to let go.

Princess of Dark Death, Pluto I call,

Drive the life off this mongrel;

In fifteen years and fifteen days,

That is all she'll live to live.

Adele murmured softly. Nina shrunk back in fright at the tone of the cold voice. Castria jumped off and went back to Adele's bed.

'Eeep! Am I too late? Too early? Or am I just nice?' Lily cried, jumping in suddenly. 'Aaah! I'm too late!!'

Adele turned her deep violet eyes at her friend.

'I know what I'm doing,' Adele whispered. 'And be careful that I don't curse you too.' Lily froze at her spot with fear. Adele had never talked to her that way before, and, from the looks of her face, no one had ever did.

'Adele? Hey, Varens,' Sirius said in puzzlement. The girl had always looked up to Lily as a sister, and would never even dream to speak in such a cold voice. Petunia never did, however much she'd hated them in the past.

'Okay,' James muttered, and began ticking off his fingers for no particular reason.

'Varens? I am not Varens. Not Adele Varens.' The Gryffindors exchanged curious glances.

'Look, we'd better get going. Remus is waiting for us and we're late!' James said, gaining control.

Ceres I bid, the biggest one

Send thou meteors on this chosen one

Make your showers hard, fast and sharp

He will die as soon as dark.

'What?! No, Adele!' Lily shrieked. 'James, run! Hide somewhere! Go anywhere! Be at anywhere but stand on the place that you are at now!!!'

James needn't a second warning when he knew his life was at stake. He ran to Sirius and Lily hurriedly (Sirius pushed him to the sleeping Yumi), just as a whole shower of stars fell heavily on the place he was standing. Fortunately and miraculously, the floor wasn't damaged at all.

'What's happening?' Tally gasped, falling back in surprise.

'Don't ask: I've got no idea myself,' Sirius said. 'Say, is her level that high, Lily?'

'Last time I checked was only up to… Mars. I was at Mercury (still) and she's at Mars. Yep,' Lily said thoughtfully. 'And you boys are… Common levels. Train up.'

'Maybe we'd better leave Adele to calm down today,' James said solemnly. 'We'll just see Remus ourselves and tell him what happened.'

The Marauders (except Adele) nodded and left, leaving the fifth Marauder to stare blankly at the spot where the shining stars had last left its burning mark. The other girls walked off, learning a new entry to their dictionary of Marauders: Adele Varens, Grade A Dangerous Human (maybe alien? Witches don't create stars, do they?) Species that is definitely not to be messed with.

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Five figures stumbled reluctantly towards the gargoyle who is sitting serenely and innocently in the almost empty hallway. What one would think of as first thought at this time (which is the crack of dawn) is that five stumbling, and positively half-sleeping robbers have entered the castle – though goodness know how.

One of the figures took out a thin stick and brought it down against the gargoyle's nose.

'What was the password again?' James asked tiredly.

'I forgot – haaa! Do you remember, Adele?' Sirius said, yawning.

'I was dreaming when Minnie said it,' Adele said. 'Ask Remus.'

'I was sleeping. The transformation the day before was tiring,' Remus retorted. 'Maybe Lily knows. I mean, she's our recording tape, isn't she?'

'No. Zilch. Bizzare. Lightning struck. Iie. Ilek. Mei you,' Lily replied blindly.

'Try some magical beasts in our text book,' Remus suggested. 'I recall Minnie saying it from there, whatever it is.'

'Hmm…' Adele said, whipping up her textbook. She's now known to carry only books on magical creatures to entertain herself AND to prevent someone from stealing her things, example her magical creatures photos that Lily had taken without her permission. 'What was it?'

'Lo something,' James said, deciding that he should contribute a little. 'And I thought you were sleeping, Remus!'

'Um… Oops?' Remus said sheepishly.

'The Lobalug!!!' Adele announced to the gargoyle triumphantly.

Silence. No movements from the stone.

'Looks like not,' Sirius said, staring at the gargoyle. 'Hey, been missing those charms, aren't you? we have a detention with Albus Dumbledore here, so let us it!'

Like any abnormal statue that has a sense of hearing and is also smart enough to pretend that it's a normal stone gargoyle, it stood still.

'Let's give it a nickname,' Lily suggested. 'It's no use to refer it as the gargoyle, cause there's tons in this castle. I want to call it Miggle.'

'No. Newt sounds nicer,' Adele said.

'I like the sound of Bult,' Sirius said earnestly. 'Or maybe Tlod.'

'I know your "Tlod" is really "Dolt" spelt the other way round. I want Tig,' James said.

'No! Let's give it a long name! How about Supercalifragalisticexpialadotius?' Remus said amiably.

'Too long,' Adele said. 'And too much of a mouthful. If you want a long one, how about Impertidence of Im Pher Tee Dance?'

'Very stupid, genius,' Lily said sarcastically. 'Miggle's a nice name. Tlod is Dolt. Tig is Git. And super-whatever-it-is is way too long. Impertidence is very stupid. So I say we all vote for Miggle, Miggle, Miggle!'

'Yuck,' James said, making a face.

'Sounds like… a cat's name,' Sirius winced. 'And as a rule, I don't like cat names, like Snowball and Kitty and all those boring ones.'

'I daresay, Padfoot, you are quite, quite right,' Remus said, nodding solemnly in approval at Sirius's reason of hating Miggle. 'And it's not "Super-Whatever-It-Is," Lily. It's Supercalifragalisticexpialadotius, so bear that in mind. Repeat after me: Supercalifragalisticexpialadotius.'

'Super-duper-pepper-roller-coaster,' Lily said, trying her best to catch Remus's words.

'No!! It's Supercalifragalisticexpialadotius!'

'Super-Cauliflower-Is-Thinned-And-Trampled,' Lily said desperately.

'No, no, no! It's-'

'Well, whatever it is, Remus Romulus Lupin, I don't want to learn it!' Lily said hotly, using Remus's hated middle name to shut him up for good. He frowned at her darkly but said nothing.

'Okay, let's give this dumb gargoyle a name quickly,' James said.

'Teddy,' Sirius cried.

'What?' Adele asked.

'I said, name it Teddy!'

'But that's my name!!!' Adele cried, turning into the black panda and scratched him savagely before changing back.

'No cure,' Remus said softly, helping Sirius up.

'Meanie!!!! I refuse to let you name that gargoyle Teddy! I suggest you better name it Padfoot!' Adele yelled.

'You listen, Adele, we name it Teddy and be done with it! And whenever I feel like hitting someone – namely Adele – I can come and torture this gargoyle here!!!' Sirius yelled, stomping.

'I resent that!' Stomp, stomp!

'Well I don't and I'm happy about the way you're resenting it!' Stomp, stomp!

'Well I—'

'How about we draw lots?' James said hurriedly. 'Jumble our chosen names together and one of us'll draw! The drawed name will be blessed on this gargoyle then! It's fair, isn't it?'

Everyone stopped doing what they were doing (namely Adele and Sirius) and gazed at James in deep admiration and awe before showering him with applaud, cheers and words that will make even the sourest man grin. This, of course, swelled James's already enormous ego.

So they wrote their names on small bits of parchments before jumbling the folded parchments on the floor. Lily was not allowed to draw because of her Psychic Powers ('Not fair! Not fair!' she wailed), so Remus was chosen because he had hardly much powers except the knowledge of his prized Psy and Black Magic and his birth talent: Red Arts which isn't much unless they're fighting a Kelpie.

All these the stone gargoyle and six pairs of eyes watched in amusement.

Remus unfolded the bit of parchment he drewed, gulping nervously as he read out the name to his friends.

Tlod.

Lily was furious, James was complaining ('It sounds so much like Toad!!! How is such a name to be blessed on such a beautiful Saturday morn?'), Adele was muttering under her breath and Remus was unfolding all the bits of parchments in fury.

'Tlod, Tlod, Tlod, Tlod and Tlod. All Tlod,' Remus said. 'What is all this meaning, Sirius Black? You cheat?!'

Sirius looked shocked and five of the six eyes (not counting the gargoyle) giggled silently.

'No! I was tempted to using Transfiguration, but I thought I'd play fair,' Sirius said nobly.

'Well who did that, then?' Adele scowled.

'It's about time you five begin to learn how to observe,' Professor Dumbledore said in amusement. 'I've been standing in front of this gargoyle you are – I believe – planning to name for fifteen minutes and no attention has been paid to this old one.' He let out a little chuckle.

'We didn't mean to look past you, but you seem very much like a statue yourself,' James said solemnly.

'You can decorate this hallway if we paint you stone-grey. No one would know the difference of you and another statue, I daresay,' Lily said with equal solemness on her straight lips. Sirius sniggered, Remus snorted and Adele giggled. Dumbledore smiled.

'I hear that you'll be here for detention every Saturday for two months?' Dumbledore said. 'Step on in, then. The password for this month is ciusdolacextilisgafralicapersu. I was about to change it just now. and I might have next week's password being Hélas, Je me suis Transfiguré Les Pieds, but it's too long, don't you think?'

'Very original and very long,' Sirius said sarcastically. 'I suggest Piper Peter Peal Some Pickled Pepper, Professor Dumbledore.'

'That might be thought of, Sirius. Now, if you would please step right in…'

Step right in the five Marauders did; but not before each hexing the gargoyle (Tlod) in their most disgusting taste. It seemed like a habit already, to hex poor Tlod each time they go by it. Tlod must be either angered or honoured, though why the latter would be a mystery.

Unknown to the Marauders and Dumbledore, it was not six who enter the office, but eleven. The five others are still unknown yet. Tlod sprang back to its respective place, hiding the headmaster's office from prying eyes.

'I have to come to understand that your detention with me on Saturday in attitude and manners counselling, yes?' Dumbledore said formally, sitting down. The Marauders managed to squeeze themselves into the rather tiny couch that had used to fit them just fine a year ago.

'Sort of. But you can skip that counsel,' James said, trying to push Sirius to get some space for himself.

'And maybe go to some nice things that happened in your school days,' Lily mumbled, sandwiched between Adele and Sirius.

'James, would you please stop pushing me?' Remus muffled. 'You're pushing Sirius, I'm sure, not me!'

'My schooldays?' Dumbledore said blankly, as if trying to remember if he even had a history during his schooldays.

'Yeah. Must be fun. Better than any lecture, counselling or detentions. I think,' Adele said, adding the last comment after a thought.

'Well, I'm afraid it isn't as fun as you might have… expected, then.'

'Anything that's "not expected" then?' Sirius asked hopefully, unabashed by James who is still trying to push him off.

'Well… if you count the last time I threw durians into the prefect's toilet…'

The Marauders looked at him in confusement, all forgetting the fight for space in the couch. They had never once heard of anything called "durian" or whatever it is called. Dumbledore smiled at them and went on, thinking that this might be something they had not expected. It IS something they'd not expected.

After all, meetings with the headmaster of the school involves school rules, not detention guides.

'What's a durian?' Adele asked finally.

'A durian is a sort of fruit, green in colour with thick sharp thorns all over it,' the old man said. 'Originates from the South-East Asia, I should think. Has big yellow fruits and a large seed. Can be sour, bitter or sweet. Depends on its season. It's like a sort of overgrown rambutan.'

'Rambutan?!' This is definitely getting weird.

'Similar to the durian, only it's red, has one seed and hairy.' If possible, the five looked even more baffled. They stared goofily at each other.

'Skip this,' Sirius suggested finally. 'I can't make heads or tails of this.'

'Very well. As I was saying, I threw this durian into the prefect's toilet; into one of the cubicles. As I am one of the prefects at the moment, it isn't much of a big trouble to me.

'Now, this girl from Ravenclaw – I think her name is Gillian Gray or something similar – rushed right into that cubicle I threw the fruit into. No, I didn't exactly throw it, Lily,' Dumbledore said, chuckling a little at Lily's horrified face.

Lily made a hurry mental note to watch where she's sitting next time, so as not to be a victim to this horrid sounding green fruit. It sounded like a marching army of monster thorns to her.

'Go on, we're waiting!' James urged.

'Gillian Gray – if that's not her name, we'll call her that for the meantime – went into the cubicle. I washed my hands slowly, eager to know what the result was. I was not disappointed when Gillian Gray ran out yelling, "A great thorny monster's in the toilet!!!! A great, green, thorny monster!!!" at the top of her lungs. That was the last time I tried a prank because I got a lecture and a detention from Professor Read.'

'That's a great one,' Remus mumbled, scribbling untidily in his notebook what looked like "Toilet disaster with catherine wheels: THROW THEM INTO THE CUBICLE!!!"

'Any others?' Lily asked hopefully.

"No, no!! Tell him to talk about us! Us!!"

Lily jumped up with fright. 'What?!'

'What's the matter, Lily?' Adele asked, moving into the space Lily jumped out of. She was definitely more comfortable than before.

'Where??'

"You idiot! I'm right here!"

'Right?' Lily said in puzzlement, turning to her right. Only a very comfortable looking Adele. Adele stared at her friend curiously. 'Nope. Nothing but a fat Adele.'

'Hey!!!' Adele yelled.

"No. We're here!"

'Tell me where's this "here", then!' Lily said, stamping impatiently.

'Get a grip of yourself, Evans, and tell us where you are now,' Sirius said in annoyance. 'Who're you talking with? Mid-air? Figments of imaginations? Hah. Like you even have an imagination.'

"You tell Bumblebee-Dumbledore to talk about us!"

"Yeah, or we shall torture you!!!"

"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!"

"Shut up, Sirius!"

"Yeah, you sound like a sick cow. Or maybe a sheep that's dying."

'Not again!!!!!' Lily groaned, ignoring Sirius's comment. 'Brad, shut up. Like Pepper said, you sound like a sick cow that's dying for a mad sheep.'

"I am soooooo hurt."

'Lily, what number's this?' Remus said, pointing at a large number 1 on one of the many trophies displayed on the cupboard shelf.

'One,' Lily replied.

'She seems okay,' Dumbledore commented. 'But I guess looks couldn't tell the world.'

'Yep. Redheads are always that way. Pathetic creatures, aren't they?' James said, managing to make it sound like he's really sympathic and yet sarcastic. A thing that can be rarely achieved.

"Potter, are you insulting ME????"

'Shut it, Trenna!' Lily snapped.

'Trenna?' the rest of the room's inhabitants repeated quizzically.

"Yep."

"And me."

"And me."

"And me."

"And meeeeeee!!!!:

'Stupid things!' Lily yelled, clutching her ears, glaring at the five visible figures before her. The figures, of course, were invisible to the others. For the time moment.

'Are you okay? Maybe you need a rest,' Adele said. 'Or is Petunia's letters finally getting into you?'

'I prefer it them,' Lily muttered, pointing at the "Old Gang" menacingly.

'Them?' Remus echoed.

'The Old Gang. You know what I mean. They know what I mean. And Dumbledore definitely know what I mean.'

'No, I don't,' Dumbledore replied bluntly.

"We're not any 'Old Gang' like you'd nicknamed!"

"We are the irresistable, the undefeatable, the death-defying MAGGLES!!!!"

'Fine, Maggles, whatever,' Lily said tiredly. 'But I don't agree on the death-defying part. You guys died. Now get lost.'

'She's really nuts now,' Dumbledore said, summoning a fake sad expression and as a few crocodile tears slid down his wrinkled cheeks.

'Afraid so,' Sirius said in agreement.

'Oh, NO!!!!!!!!' James yelled suddenly. 'Not YOU!!!!'

"Us, Potter, yep. Now be good… stay calm…"

'Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!' James yelled. 'I'm turning Lily! Aaaaah!!!!! Help!!! For all of Merlin's talents and all!!!! Help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Am turning Lily!!!'

'I'm taking it as an offense,' Lily said sourly.

"Listen, Jimmy Potter, we're here to warn ya!" Sirius Brad said.

"Only nice people like us will," Remus Pepper said, letting out a sniff.

James coughed. 'You!? Nice!?'

'Who cares. What's the big idea of this dumb warning?' Lily asked sullenly. Meeting the Maggles isn't really her favourite pastime. Especially if they come to tease you, comment on your attitude problem that was inherited from them.

"Voldemort's here," Trenna said shortly.

The Marauders stared at each other.

'Your voice's like… hers,' Adele said uncertainly to Lily.

'You heard!!!' Sirius cried. 'Thank goodness! I thought I was really going silly already!'

'You're speaking. It's not midnight and I'm seeing and hearing five stupid idiots from my other life,' James said. James Chore snorted and flew – erm, glided – down to him. He pulled James's clump of hair and yelled loudly into his ears.

"Tell me if that's a dream, Potter!" Chore cackled.

'You stupid good-for-nothing moron!' James scowled.

"Hello Remus. Nice to see you. I'm Remus,' Pepper said to Remus.

'You're real, right? Never really seen you before,' Sirius said, looking at Brad. 'But if you're me, and I'm you, and we're both us, I have to force myself to say that you look stupid. Unless you look like me, though it's not possible. Erm. Maybe not.'

"Rubbish talker," Brad muttered. "I'm like him? HAH!"

"As a matter of fact, yes," Green said calmly. "All hail to the idiocy of Sirius Brad!"

'I am thoroughly convinced that I have a room of idiots here,' Dumbledore said, a smile playing on his lips. 'I have ten kids here: five from the past, and five from the present. I must say, it's been a long while now, hasn't it?'

"Very long, Professor. Never thought you'd have white hair in 25 years," Green said.

'You're- you're- you're- you're ME!!!!' Adele cried, backing off, noticing Green for the first time.

"Yes. Do you have a problem with that?"

'You invaded Adele?' Sirius asked.

"Um, yeah, but I'm sorry. I was having a tantrum day," Green said apologeticly. "Those girls were beginning to get on my nerves system. I didn't – er – injure you, did I? Haven't much control then. Shortly saying, it's—"

"Her other side," Pepper laughed.

"Ignore that," Brad said. "She's always that way."

"And we mean ALWAYS," Trenna said.

"I see those twins were beginning to grow on you, too," Chore said.

'Those Thore twins?' James said, wincing a little.

'They're trying to be us,' Lily said.

'I caught them trying to talk to their pet phoenix in bird language!' Sirius laughed.

'I am guessing that they fail to,' Dumbledore said in amusement.

'Bingo!' Adele chimed.

'Minnie, don't stare at us as if we were dead!' Remus said suddenly.

Professor Minerva McGonagall's pointed hat was lopsided to the left side, her bun was in a dreadful mess, her glasses were crooked, her mouth – no, sorry, lips – were a long way apart and her green robes looked as if something sharp had scratched her. Not only that, the skin seem to have flesh wounds, too.

'Oh, professor – Headmaster – something has gone wrong!' McGonagall gasped.

'What? Another detention from a fellow prankster? I thought you were getting immune to them!' Adele joked.

"Oh," Trenna whispered. "We're too late."

"Too late to save the damage," Pepper added.

'No, Varens! Oh, Merlin knows what happened! You must come quickly, Headmaster! Please! Professor Janet Morton! She's—'

'I'm coming!' Lily said at once. Trenna tugged at her sleeve tightly.

"No, Lily, don't go!"

'Let me go, Trenna!'

"Don't go!! Listen to me! Don't go!"

'Evans, who are you talking to? This is not a time to play!' McGonagall said weakly. She couldn't see the Maggles – not she! 'Professor, please come now, to the staff room! Hurry! Before the others were killed!'

'Killed?!' the Marauders and Dumbledore exclaimed in shock.

'Yes, killed! Please hurry now! We haven't got much time to lose!'

'Very well. You kids stay here,' Dumbledore said to the five Marauders and Maggles, rushing after McGonagall gravely.

'I'm coming, too!!' Lily cried, but Trenna held her back firmly.

"Listen to me, little Lily! Do NOT go!"

'Janet's my sister!' Lily said fiercely.

"No, she's not. She's not your sister. She's Voldemort's slave," Chore said solemnly. "That was why we're here to tell you. Janet Morton isn't Janet Morton. She's enemy."

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AN: I guess I answered everyone's question on who this Janet Morton really is :) and I guess I'd finally made up my mind to made her Voldemort's slave. Any other questions about her still? Ask away, cause I'm ready to answer!!! Ha ha ha ha ha! *cough* anyway… the old group's given a name [after weeks of brain cracking, I finally came up with a pathetic name!] and they're back to haunt! I'm guessing that no one's please with this chapter…?

My computer modem broke down and I need a new CPU. This chapter's posted through my school computer and I can't take long or the teacher'll kill me. Literally.

I have an odd dream today. I dream that I can fly! Honest! I flew up the walls gracefully, come down disgracefully. Lolz. And guess who taught me how to fly? The Marauders [Lily in particular—she's a fierce teacher *shudder*]!!! They were causing chaos in my school and they grabbed me from the sea of students. Sirius [stupid wrench] kicked me and James pushed me to a wall. Lily and Adele sort of saved me and I was given the ability to fly for no particular reasons or logical explanations! Sorry if you don't understand ^_^ just possible insane rants.

Anywayz, please read and review!!!