I found this right where I last saved the ½ completed chapter of HP&GU chapter two *fumes* it takes nearly AGES! Grr!
Disclaimer: The Marauders (minus Peter Pettigrew, please), Lily, Hagrid, Hogwarts, Hagrid's hut, animagus forms (minus the mythical Dragani too, please), Forbidden Forest and so on blahblahblah belongs to JKR and their respective owners. Grammar/Spelling mistakes are originally mine, and some tenses are MEANT to be there, despite the great English rules. Call it my style. Don't ask me where I get the Adele Varens name, because I assure you it's totally my creation. Honestly. Cross my heart and hope to die, Cut my throat if I tell a lie.
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The Marauding Five : Year SixChapter 4: Hello, Little Penpie!
'Yikes! What are you doing, Potter?' was Lily's very first and very annoyed words when she opened her eyelids. She had been awakened rather rudely (but also very invitingly) by James, who had kissed her on the lips.
'Get up, Tinkerbell,' James whispered. Lily glared at the name.
'Shut up. I hate that name. Shut up, shut up, shut up!' she grimaced.
'Just get up,' James said, pasting a very sweet smile on his face. Lily narrowed her eyes and replaced her glare with an even deadlier one.
'You do know that I can yell out "molester" any moment now,' Lily hissed, tying her red hair up into a messy bun. James grinned broadly.
'And I do know very well that you won't because you don't feel like it!' he replied cheerfully. Lily glared, despising her fiancé for a blink of short moment. Very short.
'Why did you wake me in the middle of the night for, genius? I had a dream to envision,' she snarled. Nope, Lily isn't one wise person to wake up from the sleep, either.
'It's not 12 midnight. And as for your dream, from what I'd heard in your sleep talk, it sounds a lot like a nightmare. What is it about?' James asked, handing her her wand.
'Well, someone's dying.'
'Specifically.'
'Our… parents?' Lily suggested as an afterthought. James blinked.
'No, you're kidding, aren't you? I mean, those weird hard-to-the-core and no-nonsense-people-but-also-hadn't-much-sense-themselves are DYING??? REALLY?' James said, nearly excited. 'Yes!!!!! They're actually dying soon!!!! I was wondering how I was to stand their torture! I mean, we're suppose to torture them, not the other way round! Yay!!!!' James gushed excitedly.
Lily grinned. 'Well don't you wish it! Actually, no, they're not the ones dying. Nope. It's another one, don't worry about it.'
James's Christmas-like lighted face blighted to near darkness. 'No?? They're NOT dying? Oh sheesh! And I was hoping that I'd be able to have a peaceful life when I turn 50! What is it about, then?'
Lily bit her lips. She couldn't tell him that it was her seeing them as death eaters, with deadly cold, blank eyes on their pale ghost-like features. 'Nothing of importance to the world. Er… what did you wake me up for again?' she asked uncertainly, pulling out her Invisibility Cloak, noticing that the idiot James had forgotten his. Must've been too engrossed in his stupid newfound magic skills. Bah.
Well, not that it's a crime… after all, she too was boastful with her when she discovered it.
'I hadn't told you yet, but I'm telling you all the same. We're going for a walk,' he said politically. Lily blinked.
'Oh, so I'm awaken to take a WALK. Right, how very thoughtful of you, James! You could bring the dog Sirius with you!'
'Ssh!!! Don't wake the others up!!'
'Huh? Then what about Adele?'
'Ssh!'
'Okay, okay! Go on to the toilet! No girls are in there anyway. And if you need it so badly, next time just go in! You needn't any permission, you know,' Lily said bluntly.
'I meant for you to shut up, Evans,' James said.
'Oh. So that's it,' Lily said stupidly. 'You needn't pretend to want to go toilet.'
'Get your broom, moron, and we'd better go before we get yelled at!'
'You mean before you get yelled at.' She grabbed her new broom, a Comet 160. she and James managed to get a new one before they returned to Hogwarts, and both had settled for the same broom again. 'Where's your broom?'
'Here. We're going to fly around the school—'
'You said that we were walking,' Lily interrupted.
'Okay, SORT OF walking. We're flying, happy? Yes? Good,' James sighed. Lily was about to open her mouth to say that she hadn't answered yet, but James went on hurriedly, 'Fly around the school grounds. And see some unicorns.'
Lily pondered for a moment. 'Liar. Unicorns aren't very visible at dark nights, without the moon.'
'Okay, okay, I'm lying. So what? I'm not getting sent to Azkaban, or St.Mungo's!'
'I want the truth. Just in case you're going to "kidnap" me again,' Lily said. 'The truth. Truth, truth, truth. Get it? Or would you like me to spell it out to you?'
'I just want to be with you,' James said, putting on a puppy-dog face. 'Is that too much to ask, sweet, caring, beautiful, lovely Lily?' Lily choked with laughter.
'Excuse me?' she said incredously.
'You're excused.' Lily groaned, seeing as he's under THAT condition. The one where every single – and at some times stupid – word is counted literally. Hateful yes, but ticklingly amusing since people like using so much metaphors these days.
'You know exactly what I'm saying,' Lily glowered.
James laughed. 'Come on, I know that you're absolutely dying to go flying out with me!' he said, rolling his eyes. He grabbed Lily's hand and pulled her to her wide-open window. He jumped onto his broom and dragged Lily.
'Egos should be sinful,' Lily muttered under her breath, clinging onto her broomstick.
Thank Merlin that Lily had a nice, firm grip on her broom. Else, she'd find herself falling down again for the second time in the time span of two and a half month. And James might get himself into serious trouble, too. With the law, rules and parents. Law for killing (Azkaban, here come Potter!), rules for invading the girls' dormitory (Gryffindor should really say goodbye to the House Cup now) and parents for… well, you know. If you don't, you can think of what your parents would do to "that person" if you were murdered in the dark night. Millions of possibilities and impossibilities.
'What are you up to tonight?' Lily yawned, slumping over her broomstick.
'I just thought of a poem for you just now,' James said brightly, 'so I thought I'd recite it to you under the moon.'
'Yes, very very romantic. Ha ha ha,' Lily said sarcastically before bursting into laughter. 'There's only a little new moon, so hah to your moon and romantical setting.'
'I'm being serious here!' James frowned. Lily yawned again.
'Oh, yes. Any other reasons? You want to kiss me under the stars? Or maybe take me to wish upon a shooting star? Design a beautiful sunset in the dark? How sweet!' Lily teased. Obviously, she don't give a care about romantic stuff. James groaned mentally. And girls at this age are likely romantical. HAH. Who's the genius that said it?? He really should meet Lily Rose Evans.
'Actually, I did thought of it.'
Lily's lips turned into a straight line, nearing a frown.
'Are you having a fever?? Waking me up in the middle of the night—'
'It's NOT midnight.'
'—And walk—'
'We are flying, unless you'd forgotten.'
'—and a poetry and all romantical yucky stuffs. YUCK!!!' Lily said making a face and stuck her tongue out. 'Anything else that I should know before I kill myself with laughter?'
'Yeah, I'm planning to propose to you,' James grinned. Lily pulled an even nastier (in her opinion anyway. It's actually pretty cute) face.
'Whoever who dared propose to me will have to be poisoned,' Lily quoted her second year quote when brought to the subject of proposal of marriage.
'I'd love to see that,' James said approvingly. 'But unfortunately, we are betrothed by out ingenious parents – engaged, if you would like it – and by the time we graduate, we'll be husband and wife before we could even blink a hello to freedom. What a nice joke!'
'Be glad it isn't earlier,' Lily mumbled.
'Your poisoning thing, too. I saw a loophole in it,' James grinned broadly. 'A very nice loophole. Obviously, you knew what you were talking about when you said it!'
'Oh. Good. How nice,' she remarked shortly, nodding her head sleepily.
'Hey, don't sleep! The poem's not read yet!'
'Well, hurry up and read away, then. I'm tired.'
James cleared his throat professionally. 'Okay, this is it,
Minky ponkie icky yucky
You're my one and only beauty
Sickle pankle mangle toggle
You're a really sweet girl.'
Lily rolled her eyes. 'That is soooo romantic, James. So romantic and so erm, corny (whatever that means anyway), that I even forgot to blush, haha,' Lily said with distinct sarcasm in her tone. James looked hurt. Lily added hurriedly, 'it's nice although it isn't, er, very romantic.'
'Yes, I know I'm not a very good poet. Thanks a lot for reminding me that. Crush my ego, would you?'
'Anytime,' Lily said, smiling sweetly. 'And now. What about my kiss? Am I supposed to wait until you escort me to my dorm again? I'm very sleepy you know. My turn to patrol tomorrow.'
'I'll decide when you get that kiss, now that you'd made me mad,' James said with fake hurt all around him.
'I am so hurt—NOT!!!' Lily laughed. 'Sour James! Here, let's explore the forest whilst it's still autumn!'
James's lips couldn't help but tug a smile. 'And what about our brooms? Unless you're meaning to fly into the trees, which isn't really my plan to get knocked cold…'
'Transform,' Lily said to James.
'Huh?'
'Transform! Turn into an animagus, silly!' Lily said. With a soft pop, James turned into Prongs. He turned his large brown eyes questioningly at Lily. Lily grinned before collecting their brooms and placed them on his antlers.
James gave her a glare.
'Bear with it. That's what it's for anyway,' Lily said cheerfully, climbing onto James's furry back. James began muttering (though only Lily can understand it, of course, after a long and very complicating process that takes some time to explain) under his breath.
"Why aren't you transforming?" James grumbled.
'Because, idiot, I'll be attracting Redcaps,' Lily said severely. 'You don't want your… GIRLFRIEND, to get captured in her animagus form, do you now?'
"Sounds like a stupid reason, but no."
'There you go! Get on now,' Lily said, smiling sweetly.
"I can't believe I'm doing this…"James muttered, galloping into the forest. Lily clung onto his neck gently, so as she don't suffocate him from lack of air.
Still, there are the bounces and hops and hurls all over. Finally, after a long hesitation, Lily turned herself into a Dragani.
"Hah! I thought you were afraid of Redcaps!" James sniggered, halting for a while.
"Shut up. I can fly. Have you any idea where we're going in the first place?"
"Er… no."
Lily frowned. Or at least, tried to frown. "Erm, then I guess we'll just have to go randomly."
James gave her a very stag-like snort before galloping on again. The black silhouettes of gloomy trees bent over them in a sort of parting way. Lily wrapped her snaky body around James's neck, so that she wouldn't fall off and lose herself in the middle of the dark forest. James – er, Prongs, whatever – hastened his pace.
"Stop!!!' Lily's tinkly voice commanded suddenly. James didn't hear her. If he did, then he's doing a marvellous job at ignoring her. "James Prongs Edward Potter, STOP!" Lily shrieked again. The great stag skidded to a halt joltingly, sending clouds of dust under his hooves.
"Huh? What? What happened?"
"The brooms! You went too fast," Lily said reasonably, levitating the two fallen broomsticks with her powers. She dropped them onto James's prongs again with a clatter. James winced.
"Can't you be a little more gentler?"
"Well, it's pretty hard to control in this form…"
"One would've thought that you could already."
"I can't help it!"
James stiffened suddenly, and straightened himself to his full height to sniff and hear. His ears twitched a little.
"What is it?" Lily asked curiously.
"Ssh! There's something – or someone – near us," James hushed. "I think we'd better turn back. Doesn't feel like a unicorn or a centaur." Tinkerbell shuddered involuntarily, suddenly feeling the presence of a third being. James was right: its aura is nothing like a unicorn or a centaur's.
"Um, maybe we should –gulp– turn back," Lily said weakly.
"I suggest you carry the broomsticks, then," James said happily; glad to rid of that burden that kept on clattering and jumping on his antlers. Annoying things. Without a sound, Lily took them from him. "Now. RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
James galloped off at full speed and Lily flew after him with the broomsticks behind her. The thing seemed to run after them, very quite matching their speed, James noted. He hastened. So did Lily.
The two creatures never rested until they reached the clearing, where the magnificent Hogwarts castle tower grandly before them. Hagrid's tiny hut stood solemnly on their left, a few chugging little smokes puffing from its chimney and the Dark Lake of Hogwarts grounds glistened like a black crystal. All around them were crackling, dry brown leaves of trees that had shed them for the colder season. The Forbidden Forest was a distance from their backs.
With a faint pop, the dragani and stag were Lily and James, gasping and breathing heavily. The broomsticks fell next to them, as if tired from the journey.
'What was that?' Lily gulped.
'Don't want to know,' James panted. 'It sure was scary, though.'
'The next time we enter,' Lily puffed, 'we're better have Adele, Sirius and Remus the Werewolf with us. I'm not going to risk getting killed myself!'
James just nodded in reply.
The two teenagers sat amongst the dry leaves, panting and gasping for some time. Just then, a tiny, barely seen snowflake fell on James's black hair. Lily grinned broadly.
'Yay! It's snowing!' she exclaimed.
'It is?' James blinked.
'Yep! There's a snowflake on your hair! It's snowing, it's snowing!'
'It might be a dead, forsaken Flobberworm.'
'But it—'
'Flobberworms fall out of trees,' James said reasonably. 'Or caterpillars.' Lily opened her mouth to debate that Flobberworms do NOT know how to climb trees and caterpillars certainly aren't greyish-white in colour, let alone fall out of nowhere because no trees are around at the moment when James claimed her lips with his suddenly. Lily blinked blankly.
'That, Lily, is your kiss,' James grinned teasingly at her.
**
'It's been ages since we'd last visited Hagrid! I vote we see how he's doing now,' Sirius said next morning, after Owl Post and breakfast.
'You've got to be kidding! I haven't finished this stupid Transfiguration essay yet!' Adele whined, her white hand flipping the pages of the thick Transfiguration textbook feverishly.
'But he invited us! Sent an owl,' Sirius protested, waving a crumpled parchment in front of his friends. 'At four o' clock this evening.'
'It's two now,' Remus said reasonably, after a glance at the clock.
'Sirius is number blind,' James grinned.
'He's stupid, and that just proves it,' Adele said, scrawling over her parchment.
Lily didn't speak her thoughts in this. She just rolled over in her bed (they're back at the Marauder's Hideout) and pulled her covers over her head. Remus stared.
'Lily, do you want to run out of oxygen? Surely you don't plan on suffocating yet,' Remus said.
'Let me ask her,' Sirius said cheekily, folding his sleeves up. He marched across the room to Lily's bed and yelled loudly in her ear (or what he thought was her ear). 'LILY EVANS, DO YOU PLAN TO DIE WITHOUT US OR DO YOU JUST INTEND ON TASTING NEAR-DEATH SITUATIONS????'
Lily jumped up from her bed. Very literally. Perhaps a little too literally. Lily very nearly hit her head on the ceiling.
Sirius beamed broadly. Lily clutched her covers tightly, staring at the air blankly as to register from her shock. She blinked and glared at Sirius after a while.
'What was that for, Sirius Black?' Lily yelled, jumping out of her bed angrily. Sirius just grinned like a Cheshire cat.
'You look really funny when you jump!' was his cackling reply. Lily smiled wanly.
'Oh yes, I do look funny. I wonder how funny you will look when I dunk you like a basketball into the lake,' Lily said casually. Sirius just kept on laughing and laughing. He resembled a cackling hyena.
Lily, obviously not too pleased about getting laughed at like this, immediately opened the window. She levitated Sirius with a strong "wingardium leviosa", turned him into a ball-sized shape and threw him out of the window with all her Psychic strength (because physical alone isn't enough).
James whistled in effect as Sirius sailed through the air from the fourth floor secret room and landed neatly on the Dark Lake with a resounding, loud splash. Remus burst out laughing and Adele looked up from her work to giggle. James rolled over with gales of aches and laughter, and Lily… well, she had a self-righteous smirk on her face.
'You look stupendously funny, Sirius!!! Would you care to display it all over again?' Lily called out to Sirius, who was floating in the middle, his face very red (the ball shape if off already).
Although he couldn't hear her, he guessed what she said before yelling and screaming threats at her. Lily calmly ignored him and, smiling sweetly, she fastened the window to the lock.
'Don't you think he look like a drenched puppy?' she laughed. 'Except, of course, he's not a cute puppy or a poor pup! He's a failed dog!' Lily said mercilessly.
**
'Yeh have forgotten me, ha'n't ye?' Hagrid said, beaming at the Marauders as he ushered the five of them in. 'Bin a long time since ye gang of rascals had last seen me!'
'Down Fang, down!!!!' Lily said, desperately trying to push the big bloodhound from hugging and licking her. Lily hate dogs. At least, those big and scary looking ones.
'I didn't know that you own plushies,' Sirius said curiously, poking at a penguin-look-a-like toy on its tummy. It was soft and furry. Not to mention rubbery, too.
The toy's beak opened in a sort of snarl before biting Sirius's finger sharply. It's black-blue blazed with a menacing glare at him before flipping its fins on Sirius's face. Sirius was too aghast with wonder that he could hardly realize that this- this thing was slapping him! If he had the notion to keep his head, he would have kicked it off already.
'Ulp!?' Remus said in shock.
'That's not a toy, is it, Hagrid?' Adele gulped, pointing at the supposed toy that is slapping Sirius's ballooning red cheeks.
'UGH!!!' Sirius cried, pulling the toy from him hurriedly. He was about to send it flying with a super-duper-hyper-mega kick when James plucked it out of his hands and set the toy onto the floor. 'HEY!'
'What's this?' James said curiously. 'Hello, are you a being or a toy?'
The thing (toy, being, whatever) growled at James in reply, followed by a string of high-pitched squeaks and squeals. The Marauders were dearly reminded of little professor Flitwick back at the castle.
'Tha's a Penpie,' Hagrid said proudly, seeing their mild-questioning features. 'Ah found 'im at the edge of the forest las' nigh'. Heard sum noises out 'ere. Found 'im lookin' fer sumthing… kinda tired, too, so I gave 'im a place here.'
'A Penpie? What in Merlin's name is that?' Adele cried, racking her heads like an electronic book. 'It isn't a magical creature at all!'
'Nay, it ain't,' Hagrid agreed. 'Penpie is an insect!'
Lily studied the insect (or so Hagrid had claimed) from afar. It looked like a penguin – black, white, flappy fins, small penguin sized and a beak. Its eyes are big and brown, and its little feet are orange. It looked like a penguin in nearly every aspect, save a few differences.
For one, it has teeth. Sharp ones, like fangs. Lily had never seen a real penguin before, but she was pretty much sure that they don't have a set of fangs. For another, which is noted for its far obvious reasons, its tail isn't short and stumpy. It's long – twice the size of its miniature body – and it has a little arrow-shaped thing at the end, those that resemble cartoon drawings of evil devils in the Underworld.
Well, so much for observing the insect. The Penpie is now advancing towards Lily.
'Um, why is it called Penpie?' Remus asked.
'Ah, it looked like a Penguin!' Hagrid beamed, as if it were common knowledge. Quite true.
'The pie? Where did THAT come from?' Adele questioned curiously.
'Yeh'll see… if he likes ye.'
'I tell you… don't come near me… I don't want to blast you through the roof…' Lily said cautiously, backing from the nearing insect.
'Is he your pet?' James asked.
'Aye! Th'name's Cutie,' Hagrid said proudly.
'He's cute…' Adele said in approval.
As for Lily, she had met upon the dead end. Not a normal wall-dead end, where you can at least still move sideways (or forwards-backwards, depending on WHICH wall you're against). It's at the corner. The worst place one can face when threatened, unless smart enough to run off in the nick of time. The girl gulped as a flash of thought clicked into her mind. Is this the thing that had forced James and her to rush out of the Forbidden Forest? The presence and aura felt dreadfully similar, now that she's in the position to fear and let her senses piece it.
Penpie trotted closer… and closer… and closer…
Lily braced herself for a shriek and whatever that may happen next, which MIGHT involve hurling Cutie the Penpie a blast past the hut's walls or roof.
Penpie hugged her. Cutie only reached up to Lily's knees.
'??'
'Like yeh,' Hagrid nodded cheerfully. 'Yeh've got a talent with 'em beings, Lily!'
'Everything like her,' Sirius sulked. 'It's almost unfair!'
'The world is unfair.'
'I thought that the world is a world, but I think I get your less literal meaning in it.'
'Penpie!!!' Cutie called in an adorable manner, pressing its chubby cheeks to Lily's legs. It stared at Lily out of its large brown eyes. 'Piee!?'
'Um, yes… er,' Lily said uncertainly. Cutie's tail wagged in a little dance and Poof! A cheery pie appeared!
'Wicked!' James exclaimed in amazement. Cutie turned to him and studied him for a little while. It beamed broadly. Ah! Another one of yesterday's runaway! 'Er, hi?' James suggested.
'Pieee!' the Penpie called again. An apple pie poofed into existence. The Marauders all stared in awed wonder.
'That's what makes 'em rare,' Hagrid said. 'Them Penpies make pies outta nowhere! Rare insects, 'em. When they like yeh, they'll give yeh their favourite pies. If they don't, yeh'd jus' have ter run away. 'em Penpies have flashing teeth.'
'Now I see the reason why he liked it,' Sirius muttered. 'It bites and it makes pie appear out of nowhere. I wouldn't be surprised if you tell me that this thing is a protected species!'
'Well, neither me,' Adele said. 'Cutie's cute, though!'
'Not. He bit me!!!!'
'You poked him,' Remus reminded.
'I thought he was a toy!'
'Your fault then,' James said, munching his pie.
'HEY!!!!!'
Sirius groaned. His friends are all against him. Couldn't they see – okay, they did see this monster, fine, but they sort of ignore it – the set of teeth (Oh, Sirius reasoned, they DID see it… Stupid me) it had??? Also, when does an insect look like a penguin from the North Pole??? When, in the history of Science, is ever such insects discovered? Insects have three pairs of legs, glassy, multi-eyes…
Oh wait, this is the magical world. No science theory accepted.
Oh well. All creatures and insects hate him anyway, so no big deal there. They hate him and love Lily and James.
AAAAH!!!! HOW UNFAIR CAN IT GET!?!?!?!?!?!?
'You can scream if you want to,' Lily said suddenly.
Atta it. Lily reads minds. Sheesh. And I thought I had a barrier up!
'If you have a problem, Sirius, you can always yell it out, than think it quietly,' Lily chirruped, biting into her pie again.
'Time to train,' Sirius groaned in a muffled voice.
'Exactly!' James cheered. 'You shout loud, though.'
'Shout?' Hagrid echoed. 'Anyway. I was wunderin' if any of yeh can track where it's from. Cutie's only a baby, t'know.'
'East of forest, about thirty kilometres deep,' James mumbled, accidentally spraying his crumbs all over. 'Ran all the way here. Hard to believe it, actually.'
'How'd ye know?' Hagrid said with awe, as if James could tell the future and all, which of course, he can with a whole dozen or two of errors along the way. James fidgeted a little. This is a place where he can easily let himself get on suspension for staying OUT of the castle at night.
'Well… uh… um… don't you want to find its mother?'
'Ah, yes, right,' Hagrid said, picking Cutie up gently. 'Yeh'd be goin' home, Cutie. Ah'm gonna miss ye.' Hagrid blew his nose into a big polka-dotted red hankie. It looked like a blanket for a baby to the Marauders.
'Can we, uh, leave?' Sirius said, eager to run out before that grosteque insect decide to nibble him for its tea.
'Yeah, thanks,' Hagrid said, smiling. He turned back to Cutie and said in a lecturing manner, 'Yeh'd better visit me 'ere, too, Cutie!'
'Penpieeee!' Cutie called when Lily and James walked out of the door, waving it for fond goodbye.
**
'Cutie's so cute!' Adele sighed wistfully.
'What?' Tally Chapman said. 'Cutie? Who – or WHAT – is that?'
'None of your business.'
Tally gritted and continued punching her pillow.
'And why are you punching your pillow?' Punch. Punch. Kick. Toss.
'Dan's hot for a fifth year Ravenclaw now,' Tally announced with a huff. 'Honestly, what haven't I got that he wants??'
'Air-headed ditz not?' Lily suggested cheekily. 'I mean, you're an air-headed ditz that he does not want.'
'Very funny. Why love me at all, then?'
'You're the idiot, moron,' Adele sighed. 'I suggest you run that Ravenclaw under a Horntail, just to anger Dan.'
'If you have a Horntail,' Lily added.
'Daniel Trevor hasn't seen the last of me yet!' Tally growled ferociously. 'Or my name isn't Tally Evelyn Chapman!!!'
'No, your name is Mickey Mouse,' Lily giggled, 'NOT Tally Evelyn Chapman.'
'Or my name isn't Mickey Mouse…—Hey!' Tally yelled, realizing what she had just said. The two girls rolled over with laughter as Tally fumed at them.
'M- Mickey… hahahahaha!' Adele roared.
'You're that duck, then!' Tally said hotly, pointing a finger at Adele accusingly. 'Diaper Duck!!!' Lily's cheeks were streaming with tears by now.
'D- Diaper Duck!' Lily choked before laughing helplessly, rolled off her bed, and dropped onto the floor with a big boom.
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AN: I… HATE… THESE… LABYRINTHED… FOLDERS…!!!!!!!!!! Yech, why did I even try that stupid labyrinth style in the first place??? I must be psycho! *pauses* oh yeah, my brother. Sure, he's such a joyful creature, rummaging all my Harry Potter and LotR midis and all. I blame this all on him.