A/N: Hey everyone! This is the third chapter. We will find out more about the mysterious C.A.H. group, and maybe the identity of one of its members. Also, we will find more about the spell Lucifer cast on Noelle, and we'll catch up on our favorite Slytherins who are in the 'Other World'. There's a Halloween Ball. We might see a little from Voldemort and Dkembvare, but I'm not sure yet. If they are not in this chapter, they will be in the next one. The Prank War continues on, and another group enters. We also have Quidditch! And that's about it. Enjoy!
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Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own the characters that you recognize, the spells you recognize, and places you recognize; including but not limited to the following - Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Evans, Arabella Figg (I own her personality though!) Remus Lupin, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, and Albus Dumbledore. Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and various spells. I do own what you do not recognize. So, don't take them without permission! I am not associated with any owners of Harry Potter (including the amazing J.K. Rowling) and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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MY2 ~ The Great Prank War
By: Noelle
Chapter 3: The Mysterious C.A.H.
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Night sat on her Dark throne, basking in the shadows. She was the creator of all dark. And yet, that lousy Dawn somehow managed to ruin everything. With her stupid sun, and her stupid easel, and her stupid paints, Dawn would erase all that Night created.
Sighing, Night overlooked the world. Well, Dawn couldn't change one thing. She had that set with the Powers that Be herself - the Evil Powers that Be, mind you. Dawn could not change the fate of the ones trapped inside of the 'Other World'. No, not even with her stupid easel, stupid paints, and stupid suns could she do that.
The reign of Night was over now. Dawn came skipping into the Royal Chamber of the Skies. She bid Night goodbye, as she set up her easel.
Night briskly walked out. Dawn began to brush the colours over the canvas, making long strokes of sunshine. And then she noticed that something was wrong.
Dawn had drawn no rain. And yet, rain clouds towered over parts of England.
Frowning, Dawn dipped her brush into the 'Eraser Paint', and swept it over several rain clouds.
They didn't disappear.
Dawn worked fervently, trying to erase the clouds.
Night laughed from above, as she watched this. 'Stupid Dawn', she thought. 'You cannot change what is meant to be'.
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The sun bathed Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in a golden light. James Potter blearily rubbed his eyes, when he awoke that morning. It was such a lovely day…
He plopped out of bed, and walked sleepily to the showers. He began to wash his hair. But something was wrong…
James looked into his hands. Honey.
"Amateurs," he muttered, as he rinsed off the honey.
And at that moment, he did not notice that his hair was a lovely lime green colour.
Muttering about 'amateur pranksters', James Potter walked to the Great Hall. His best friends had left without him.
James walked into the Great Hall, amid laughter. He looked around, confused. He did not see what was so funny.
He sat down next to Sirius Black, his best friend. "What's going on?" he whispered, as Sirius laughed his head off.
And then James noticed something peculiar. A blank banner hung over the staff table.
And then a picture of him, the great James Potter, appeared on the banner. However, it was remarkably unflattering. And the James on the banner had --
"Green hair?" he asked. "I don't get it."
Sirius was laughing too hard to answer him.
Words began to appear underneath the rather unflattering picture. 'His hair was as green as a pickled toad'.
James finally understood. In a panic, he grabbed several pieces of his hair. They were a striking lime green colour.
More words appeared, underneath the first.
'From the Venustians'.
"ARGH!" James cried, running out of the Great Hall. He actually was conscience about his hair. Most girls loved the way that it wouldn't stay put. He was fine with that. But colour… that was another story.
James ran to the showers, and attempted to rinse the lime green colour out. But it wouldn't go away!
James leaned against the door. "Why me? Why me?" he muttered again and again, running his hand through his hair.
After several minutes of 'mourning', James grabbed his satchel and ran to Potions. 'Oh well,' he thought. 'It could be worse. I could have pink hair…'
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"You wanted to see me sir?" asked Kiana Walters. Kiana was a bright 2nd Year at Hogwarts. She also had another secret -- she was a Water Elemental.
"Good morning, Ms. Walters," said Professor Dumbledore, his blue eyes twinkling. "How are you?"
"I'm fine," Kiana answered truthfully.
Professor Dumbledore smiled. "That is nice to hear. Now, I called you here for a reason. You excel in Defense Against the Dark Arts, correct?"
Kiana brightened up. "Yes sir," she said, "it is just so fascinating and important."
The wise man in front of her chuckled. "Yes, it is very important. I was wondering if you would like to be enrolled in a special class."
"Really?" Kiana asked, intrigued. "What sort of class?"
"This class is made of our best Second Years. There are around 15 people in the class. A couple of students who are skilled in particular areas are selected to be in this class. This is in hopes that you will become more powerful in other subject, and help others become more skilled in the subject of your expertise. Ultimately, this is to help Voldemort-proof the world," answered Professor Dumbledore.
"When is this class?" asked Kiana.
"It is on Tuesday and Thursday nights," he said.
Kiana looked suspiciously at him. "Will this 'class' involve extra homework?" She narrowed her eyes, as if trying to detect a lie.
"I will not lie to you, Ms. Walters. There will probably be some homework. But it will me minimal."
Kiana's face softened. "Okay, Professor D! Sign me up!"
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Kiana Walters walked into the History of Magic classroom. Her new class would be taking place here. She was told not to tell anyone about it -- the purpose of this class wasn't to exclude people, but it may be hard for some students to accept.
She looked around. There were 17 chairs, arranged in a circle. One other student was there so far. Kiana recognized her as a Hufflepuff. Kiana went and sat next to her.
"I'm Kiana," she introduced herself.
Minnie chose that minute to enter the classroom. "Hullo Kiana, Charlotte. You two are the first to arrive."
Charlotte rolled her eyes. "Really Minnie? I didn't notice," she said sarcastically.
Minnie gave Charlotte a dirty look, before exiting the room.
Kiana looked at the strange girl. "What's going on with you and Minnie? I thought she disliked me, but she must really despise you…"
"Oh," the girl said, "Minnie has always been on my case. Today, she gave me a week's worth of detention. She still owes me from two weeks ago too!"
By now, more students began to arrive. Kiana looked surprised when James, Michael, Sirius, Remus, and Thomas entered the room. Minnie actually helped to select them?
Lily ran into the room, out of breath. She sat right next to Kiana.
"What's going on?" Kiana asked.
"I had to help Bella set up for tomorrow," Lily whispered, making sure that the Marauders couldn't hear. However, she should have been paying more attention to someone else…
"So, is it all ready?" asked Kiana.
"Yeah. I timed it perfectly."
"Lily," Kiana said, "you are the best!"
Minnie entered the room again, and a deep silence fell over the pupils. Among them, most were Gryffindors.
"All right," Minnie began, "we can begin. Today, we are going to focus on getting to know our fellow group members. So, I am going to partner you up with someone. But you are not allowed to exchange names. You can exchange stories, you can tell your partner stuff about you -- favorite foods, favorite class, etc. -- but do not include your name. We will learn names next class. By the way, the next few classes are cancelled. The next class is on November 2nd."
The blonde Hufflepuff raised her hand. "Why, Minnie, are you canceling the class that we all signed up for?"
Minnie looked at the girl with strong dislike. "I can not disclose that information at this time. Now, to pair people up…"
Minnie McGonagall paired up James with a Ravenclaw girl. Sirius was paired up with 'the blonde Hufflepuff'. Remus was paired up with a boy who was in Ravenclaw, as was Thomas. Michael was paired up with a Hufflepuff boy. Lily was paired with an intelligent Ravenclaw. Kiana (bless her poor soul) was paired up with an airheaded Hufflepuff bimbo. No Slytherins were in the class.
Kiana walked over, grudgingly, to her partner. "Hullo," she said.
"HELLO!" said the girl excitedly, as if she had just had WAY too much caffeine. "What's YOUR name?"
Kiana rolled her eyes. "We are not allowed to tell until next class."
"OKEY DOKEY!" shouted the bimbo. "One time, at the mall…"
Kiana tuned this girl out, as she began a sequence of incredibly long, stupid, and boring stories. She was doing a lot worse than Sirius…
"So, Minnie doesn't like you either?" Sirius asked, beaming. "Me too!"
The Hufflepuff smiled. "Yeah, what a coincidence. What did you do to make her dislike you so much?"
"I plastered her wall with my detention slips. And then I plastered her living quarters. And then, I painted her room hot pink -- "
"Really?" asked the girl, who was laughing. "You're the one that painted her room? What did she say?"
"Well, she asked if I painted her room hot pink. And I said no -- I painted it a mixture of hot white and hot red."
The girl burst out into laughter. "That's hilarious," she said. Sirius beamed in response.
"Well, what about you?" Sirius asked. "Why doesn't she like -- "
Minnie chose this minute to cut off Sirius. "Class is dismissed. You will be walked to your common rooms by a prefect," she pointed out 6 prefects, "And no talking!"
The class dismissed in silence, except for one Sirius threw a dungbomb at Minnie's head. But he ran away, silently and quickly.
The five Marauders and two others walked into the common room, and up their respective staircases, to their dorms. Lily and Kiana fell asleep, right away, as did the Marauders. It was a long and tiring day.
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Sirius Black awoke the next morning, eager to start the day. He yawned, as he stretched his arms out above his head.
Climbing out of his warm bed, Sirius quickly dressed, and walked to the door. He stepped underneath the door --
And a bucket of paint fell onto his head.
Now, Sirius wasn't very happy about this. Especially since it was pink. Sirius Orion Black, prankster supreme, was covered in pink paint. Pink, of all colours! If the paint were blue, or green, it wouldn't have mattered much. But such a feminine colour -- Sirius shuddered at the thought.
He would shower -- but of course, it was too late. James had taken over the showers, and that meant that Sirius wouldn't be able to shower until midmorning break.
Sirius groaned, as he walked to the Great Hall. People were giving him stares, and laughing. "Pink," they would say. "Sirius Black, in pink!"
And Sirius groaned once again once he reached the Great Hall. In pink paint, it said 'Sirius Black - Pretty in Pink'. It was signed the Venustians. Now, he was a Pinkie, and James was a Greenie. How wonderful was that?
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"Bella!" Lily said laughing. "That was perfect! I am so glad you decided to change the colour. And the message -- "
Toria interrupted Lily. "The message was genius. Bella, what would the Venustians do without you?"
Bella snorted. "Probably not be able to come up with decent pranks. So, what do we have planned for the Damsels and the Serpents?"
"Er… let me see. We did the same thing to them, but we used red and gold paint. They aren't going to be very cheery this morning. Luckily, they have Charms…"
"Luckily they have Charms today?" Kiana questioned.
"In Charms," Lily continued, "they are learning the basic Cheering Charm. You don't learn the more advanced one until Third Year, but you learn a basic one this year."
The four girls looked at each other for several moments, before bursting into laughter.
"Well, I am going to get a shower," said Toria. She grabbed a towel, and disappeared into the bathroom. Several moments later, however, a scream could be heard.
The three remaining Venustians ran to the bathroom, and opened the door.
Toria stood in her bathrobe, screaming. The water pouring from the showerhead was red! And it looked like blood!
But then, the water changed to a mixture of blue and yellow -- half was one colour, the other half was the other.
Lily was shocked. "Girls, we've been… we've been…"
"Pranked," Bella said dejectedly. "How could they know we were the Venustians? We were so careful… Who could do this to us?"
And as strange as it may sound, letters began to pour out of the showerhead. 'C.A.H.' over and over came flowing out.
"Who is C.A.H.? How come they know us, but we don't know them?" Lily screamed.
And in a secret room above the showers, two girls smirked.
"That was brilliant Q," said Z.
"I know," said Q. "The best part is that our group is the only unknown group!"
"Yes," Z agreed, "we play the pranks, but don't get the pranks played on us…"
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Jules Potter sat in Transfiguration, chewing on the edge of her quill. It was a delicious Sugar Quill, from Hogsmeade. Andromada Black had sneaked into Hogsmeade the night before, and gotten her and Estella sweets galore.
"Miss Potter," McGonagall said sharply, "I am sure that the quill you are chewing on is not a Sugar Quill."
"Of course not, Professor. It is an ordinary quill. I just was thinking about what to write for the theory of transformation," Jules answered sweetly.
After McGonagall gave Jules a 'I'm sure that's exactly what you are doing' look, she continued on with her lesson. But Jules did not pay attention.
'I wonder how Andromada got to Hogsmeade last night,' she thought. 'Third Years are only allowed to go on Hogsmeade Weekends, and yesterday was Wednesday…' Jules mused while she chewed on her quill.
Minnie dismissed them, and Jules ran off in a hurry, wanting to find Andromada. She found her 'big sister' with a large group of Gryffindor Third Years.
"Young Potter!" called out Mundungus Fletcher. "How are you?"
Jules grimaced. Mundungus had been calling her 'Young Potter' since well… forever. And she would never get used to it.
"I'm fine. Andromada, can I talk to you for a moment?"
Andromada nodded, and followed Jules to a small alcove. "What's going on Jules?" she asked.
"Well, it's about the Sugar Quills. You said that you got them last night. But last night wasn't a Hogsmeade weekend…"
Andromada slapped herself in the head. "Me and my big mouth," she groaned. "I can be such an idiot sometimes."
Jules' face fell. "I understand if you don't want to explain - " she said, her voice trailing off.
"No, no. I'll tell you," said Andromada. She looked around to make sure no one was listening in on their conversation. "There is a secret passage that leads to Honeydukes. It's right over there," she said, pointing to a one-eyed witch statue.
"But how do you get in?" Jules asked, running her hand through her dark hair.
"The password is 'Dissendium', and you tap the witch when you say it," Andromada told her. "But don't go to Hogsmeade too much. I just go once every other week. If you go more, you attract too much attention."
"I promise," said Jules. "Thanks 'Drom," she said. And with that, 'Young Potter' ran off, to tell Estella.
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(Takes place in 'Other World')
The rolling mist caught more and more people every day. More Slytherins, and even a few Ravenclaws arrived.
Noelle brushed the beads of sweat off her face, as she surveyed their progress. However, their progress was nearly obsolete. Each night, as the trapped ones slept, the picture would enlarge. Noelle still didn't know what the picture was.
"I've had it!" she cried out in frustration. She had been working in the middle of the picture. Noelle stood up, and walked towards the outside. She began to colour again, when she noticed something.
Her crayon was no longer black. It was gray.
Noelle shrugged, but continued to colour. That was when a new person arrived.
"Alexiandra?" Noelle called out, as her friend came tumbling through the air.
Alexiandra plopped on the ground, and got up shakily. "What's going on Noelle?"
Noelle shrugged. "I'm not sure. We're just… here."
"How long have you been here?" Alexiandra asked.
Scratching her head, Noelle answered, "Around a month and a half."
Alexiandra's jaw dropped. "But, I just saw you today!"
"What?" Noelle questioned her, confused. "I've been here since the First of September."
Alexiandra shook her head. "No," she said, her voice trembling. "I just saw you less than an hour ago. You couldn't have been here."
Severus walked over. "Oh, you're here now?" he asked Alexiandra.
She rolled her eyes. "No, Sev. I'm there," she said sarcastically. "How long have you been here?"
"Months," Severus answered.
"But that's impossible," Alexiandra said, shaking her finger. "I just saw you a half hour ago!"
"No," Noelle said. "He was here before I was."
"Then what's going on?" asked Alexiandra.
No one could find an answer. That is, except for four. The two Dark Lords, Lucifer Malfoy, and Night.
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"Halloween is in a week!" Lily said excitedly. "I love Halloween!"
Bella rolled her eyes. "Halloween is just an excuse for Muggles to parade around, making fun of us witches."
"But you are going to the Halloween Ball, right?" Lily asked.
"There's a Ball?" Bella said, brightening up. "Oh, we have to start planning! Is it a costume ball?"
Lily stared at her friend in shock. "I thought you were against Halloween. And yes, it is a costume ball."
"I was. That is, until I heard about the Ball. Oh, we have to have the best costumes!"
"I want to be an Angel," Bella said. "Melinda has the perfect outfit for it!"
"I want to be an Princess. A medieval princess," Lily said decisively. "Can Melinda get me a dress for it?"
"Of course," Bella said, positively bubbling. "Let's write her now!"
The two girls ran to get parchment, and Bella constructed the perfect letter. They sent it off with Eris, Lily's owl.
"What should we do now?" asked Lily.
"I don't know about you, but I have Quidditch trials to attend," Bella said. The Gryffindor team had a few spots open. A Seeker, a Chaser, and a Beater had yet to be filled.
Bella grabbed her broom, and ran to the Quidditch field. Trials had already started.
"Name?" asked Molly Fitzgerald, not looking up.
"Arabella Figg," Bella answered. Molly looked up.
"Hey munchkin! You're late…"
"I know. I had to send my aunt a letter," Bella said.
"Oh. So, what position are you trying out for?" Molly asked.
"I am trying out for Seeker," Bella said proudly.
Molly let out a low whistle. "You are going to have some competition. Good Luck! I'm rooting for you!"
Bella tacked her number (54) onto the back of her robe. She then began to do some 'Visualization' exercises. She almost didn't hear her name called.
"Arabella Figg? Last call for Arabella Figg," someone called out.
Bella ran to the front of the crowd. "Here! I'm here!" she shouted, pushing her way through the many people.
"Okay, Bella. You would like to be a Seeker?" asked Andromada Black. She was holding the tryouts for Beaters and Seekers together.
"Yes," answered Bella.
"Okay, I am going to have you run the obstacle course. You dart in and out of the cones floating up there. You have to do 3 dives over the entire course. One shallow, one regular, and one steep dive. Understand?"
Bella nodded nervously. She was biting her fingernail, a terrible habit she had when she was nervous. "Yes," she said.
Bella mounted her broom, and on Andromada's whistle, she took off. She began to do the course easily, following Andromada's instructions.
However, Andromada did not inform her that the Beaters would be aiming their bludgers at her.
Bella steered throughout the cones, and reached the other side quickly. She already had completed two dives. She still had to do a steep dive.
Bella continued to run the course, dodging the fierce bludgers. She went higher, and then went into a steep dive.
Plummeting toward the ground, Bella felt the rush of Quidditch. She came closer and closer to impact - 50 ft., 35 ft., 20 ft., 10 ft. She plummeted down further.
The spectators covered their eyes, thinking she was about to crash into the hard ground.
They thought wrong.
Bella pulled out of the dive around one foot from the ground. Andromada began to cheer and stomp her feet, as did Molly. The spectators caught their breath, and cheered wildly.
Bella walked over to Andromada and Molly. "Great job Bella!" Andromada squealed. "You're in the finals!"
Molly smiled. "As long as you can catch the snitch before the other finalist, you'll be on the team."
Bella smiled, and thanked them for their encouragement. She then walked over to the water cooler, and guzzled down half the tank. She watched the Beaters trying out. Sirius was doing a marvelous job.
"Okay, will Bella Figg and Nicholas Wetherbee please report to the Seeker area. And I am not repeating that either, Molly!" cried out Andromada Black. Molly made a face at her.
Bella skipped over to the Seekers area. Nicholas flew. "Showoff," she muttered, giving him a dirty look.
"Okay. Rules of this are easy. Whoever catches the Snitch first has a place on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team. Start on my whistle!" said Molly.
The two competitors shook hands briefly, and went to the center of the Trial Area. Molly blew her whistle, and Bella rose into the air.
'Where is the stupid Snitch?' Bella thought, as she scanned the sky. 'Just a glint of gold…'
Nicholas wasn't having an easy time finding the Snitch either. He instead decided to stick by Bella, to prevent her from finding it.
"Lay off!" Bella shouted, diving. Nicholas just followed her.
And then Bella saw it. A glint of gold, right below her, a few feet down. It wasn't moving. Bella faked a look of concentration, and ascended higher into the sky. Nicholas took the bait, and went above her.
Turning suddenly, Bella descended. She went into a steep dive, doing a corkscrew to the ground. She reached her right hand out, and enclosed the Golden Snitch in her hand.
The crowd burst into applause, but Molly and Andromada were the loudest of all. She saw Sirius in the air. He had dropped his bat, to cheer for her. That didn't mean that she forgave him though…
Smiling, Bella made her way to Lily. "I made it!" she shouted.
"Now I get to announce you!" Lily shouted happily. They had to shout, for the noise was tremendous.
Bella smiled, as Andromada handed her a uniform, and a practice schedule. Bella had never been happier in her life.
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Kelly Rowland was a Fifth Year Ravenclaw. She was beautiful - shimmering blonde hair that cascaded down her back; sparkling green eyes; tanned skin; a cute upturned nose; the perfect body. Kelly had the perfect grades. She was the Valedictorian of the Fifth Years. She was known as a kind person.
Kelly Rowland was not happy. Her shimmering blonde hair was now a shimmering putrid green. Her twinkling green eyes were now a twinkling green eye. Her skin was a grotesque pink colour. And her nose -- well, she didn't have one anymore. She had found herself this way when she woke up that morning. A note was found tacked on the door -- 'Courtesy of the Hogwarts Marauders'.
After Kelly was 'repaired' by Madame Pomfrey, she called a meeting of the Ravenclaws; Fifth Years, Sixth Years, and Seventh.
"An act of war has been committed, against us. It was committed by those known as the…" Kelly cleared her throat. "Hogwarts Marauders. Now, I don't know about you all, but I refuse to stand for it. We will fight! And we will win!"
Kelly's best friend, Marissa, stood up. "Come on people! We are the smartest people in all of Hogwarts. If anyone can win this war, it's us. And if we win, these wretched pranks will stop!"
The Ravenclaws wrinkled their noses. For the past week, the Marauders have been pranking everyone, hoping to find out who C.A.H. was.
"Let's do it!" shouted Mickey Donaldson. He was the leaders of the Ravenclaws, the head of Seventh Year.
"But we need a name," Kelly reminded them.
All sat stumped, attempting to come up with a clever and quirky name. But it had to be obvious who had the name, at the same time.
A muggle-born Sixth Year was chewing something rather loudly, so the Ravenclaws were not able to concentrate. They fixed their agitated gaze upon the poor girl.
"Smarties, anyone?" the girl offered, feebly.
"That's it!" shouted Mickey. "That's our name! The Smarties!"
Kelly's beautiful smile began to shine through. "And we can leave a pack of 'Smarties' at every prank site!"
"I call the first official meeting of the Smarties to order," said Mickey, banging his hand on a book.
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It was Halloween. Michael Barnette sat on the roof of Gryffindor Tower, staring at the sky.
It's been one year since his mother and stepfather died. One year exactly. Michael just stared at the clouds above him, knowing that they were watching down on him.
"Nothing is going to bring them back, Michael," he thought to himself. "Not praying, not hoping, not staring at the sky. It's time to move on with your life."
Giving the clouds one last look, Michael climbed down the rope that led to his window. He crept in, unnoticed. That's because everyone already left for the Halloween Ball.
Michael quickly dressed in his costume. He had decided to go as a muggle hero -- Zorro.
The halls were eerie, few fires burning. It was also a little too quiet, so Michael set off a couple of firecrackers.
Michael crept into the Great Hall, careful to stay away from McGonagall. The costume ball was a Masquerade. Everyone was incognito, all with masks. You were not allowed to unmask yourself until midnight.
However, it was fairly obvious who some people were. Some of these people included the Marauders.
James Potter was a regal prince. (A spoiled prince at that!) Sirius Black was dressed as a devil. Remus Lupin was a chivalrous knight of the Round Table. Thomas Brooks was a secret agent. Each one of them had a mask. But at the very bottom corner, so tiny that it was barely seeable, was a red 'M'. This was how they could always tell who each other were.
Michael got bored of planning pranks. After all, one goes to a dance to dance, right? He inconspicuously backed away from the Marauders, and went to find someone to dance with.
Meanwhile, James had decided to do the same thing. He walked around, looking for a respectable partner.
And he found one. A princess, clothed dark green dress. The dress was made of green velvet, and had beautiful bell sleeves. The girl in the dress has sparkling red hair, and tanned skin.
James walked up to the princess. "Pardon me, m'lady, but would you care to dance?" he asked politely.
The princess nodded, and took his hand. In her other hand, she held the mask.
They began to waltz about the Great Hall. However, that got tiring, so they stopped in the middle, and just swayed to the music.
The princess found herself lost in the prince's arms. She felt so safe and protected there. The prince felt the same way. That is, until he found out who the princess was…
A girl bumped into the Princess, and the Princess' mask flew out of her hands. And James saw her face…
"Evans?" he shouted.
Lily's jaw dropped. "Potter? What do you think you're doing?"
James gave her a disgusted look. "Obviously getting away from you," he said, walking off.
While this happened, Sirius was dancing with a female devil.
"Would you care for punch?" Sirius asked politely.
"Why, that would be lovely," said the girl. She would've just said 'Go get it', but she didn't know who this devil was.
"Would you care to accompany me?" he continued.
The girl shrugged, and followed him to the refreshment table. Sirius reached out to get punch…
And the whole table exploded. Figuratively speaking, that is. Fillibuster's Firecrackers were lodged in to the punch, and all the food. And they all exploded.
Most of the Great Hall burst into laughter. However, the victims did not. On the contrary, they ran as quickly as they could out of the Great Hall, with their dates (if any).
Sirius laughed, and his 'Devil Women' grinned. "Do you know who did this?" he asked.
The girl smiled. "A Hufflepuff, I heard," she said, rather smug.
Sirius' eyebrows shot to his hairline. "A Hufflepuff? Who?"
"A Hufflepuff by the name of Charlie Hunter."
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As all good things (or in James' case, bad things) end, so did the Halloween Ball. The pupils of Hogwarts awoke the next morning, eager for their day of nothingness. Classes had been canceled, since they had been out so late.
Sirius spent the entire morning trying to find out who Charlie Hunter was. After all, he may be behind 'C.A.H.' Needless to say, Sirius did not succeed in his quest. He had come close though. He had found a Hufflepuff earlier that morning…
"Do you know who Charlie Hunter is?" he asked the boy.
The boy rolled his eyes. "Doesn't everyone know Charlie? I mean, seriously."
"I don't. Now, who is Charlie?"
The boy looked at Sirius. "If you want to know that badly, find out for yourself," he said, walking off.
Sirius shook his head. He shouldn't have let that boy walk off. He thought of this over and over again at dinner that night. However, his train of thoughts couldn't last for long. Someone just had to go and interrupt him.
Around 50 firecrackers went off, and a banner dropped from the ceiling. The banner read 'Hufflepuff for the Quidditch Cup', and in parentheses below it, it said 'You know we're going to win it. Don't even deny it!' Then, a parade of dancing monkeys, bears, and elephants paraded into the Great Hall.
Minnie stalked over to the Hufflepuff Table. "CHARLIE HUNTER!" she shouted, her nostrils flaring.
Sirius stood on the table. Finally, he would learn the identity of the 'Charlie Hunter' fellow. His eyes followed Minnie, as she walked to the very end of the table.
"CHARLIE!" Minnie shouted once again.
"Who me?" called out a voice at the end of Hufflepuff table.
And then Sirius caught sight of Charlie Hunter, the mythical prankster who had 'livened up' the Ball.
And Sirius Black fell off the table.
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"The tides are in motion, my Lord," said Vanter, bowing.
Voldemort tapped his fingers together, his red eyes gleaming. "I see. Dkembvare left for America today, correct?"
Vanter bowed his head. "Yes, my Lord. He left at sunrise."
"Good, good," came Voldemort's response.
"And, my Lord, Night is here to see you."
Voldemort looked surprised. "Well, send her in. Send her in!"
Night walked briskly into the chamber. "No time for hello's, Voldie," she said. Voldemort made a face. He hated when his name was mocked. But he couldn't kill Night like he killed all others who ridiculed him. "I must be at the throne in 10 minutes. But I must speak."
"Speak," Voldemort said, waving his hand. "By all means, speak."
Night pulled a parchment from midair. "This is the most recent prophecy of Fate," she said. "And the Evil Powers that Be are having a hard time on keeping those in the Other World…"
Voldemort began to read the parchment.
'None shall stop Fate,
for Fate alone
is the Inevitable'.
Voldemort dropped the parchment he had been reading. "What? We had a deal! You keep them trapped, as long as I get them there."
"Volde, don't start with me. Stupid Dawn has talked with the Good Powers that Be. And they aren't very happy. Now, the Good are quite powerful, and can do many things. They have the power to override my doing, and this includes releasing the trapped. So, I suggest you strengthen the spell, as soon as possible."
"I shall do that."
"And another thing," she said. "The spell you used has a backdoor."
Voldemort stuttered. "What? But how? That's impossible!"
"Voldemort, shut up. Each spell has the potential of being undone. One came quite close to it today. I am not sure who," she said, answering Voldemort's next question, "But if you want to prevent it, you should come up with a new spell."
"But of course, Night."
"Very well. Now, I must go and take my rightful throne of the Skies. Au revoir, my dear Voldemort. And a final warning -- not all are trapped forever."
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A/N: Well, that's Chapter 3 for you. As you can tell, I was eager to finish. I'm sorry if it seems a little rushed at the end. So, there was a lot, right? We had Quidditch, a Ball, a few pranks tossed in here and there, and a little on Voldemort's plans.
Next Chapter:
Expect a Quidditch game, pranks, a group unveiled, pranks, Sirius almost having a heart attack, pranks, and a little more on the people trapped in the 'Other World'. And don't forget pranks! Don't worry, people, there will be more. It's just that I have a temporary brain freeze now. I'm not sure when it will be up, but it will be up before Thanksgiving (at the very latest).
Now, I need you people to review! Comments, Suggestions, Ideas (pranks are needed), Constructive Criticism… anything! Thanks to bunny chan, for reviewing, and posting the last two chapters of 'The Marauding Five - Year Five' and 'James and the Unogua Board'. Very good stories, by the way. I highly recommend them.
I also have something to ask. Would you all like me to end the whole entire series like the books (James and Lily dead, Sirius in Azkaban, etc.) or come up with my own ending. I have two workable endings, so let me know what you would prefer, because I am going to start tying up loose ends (such as Wormtail). It's up to you all!
Thanks for reading!
~Noelle