OH, HO HO HO HO HO HO!!! Ok, I admit: I'm a Potthead. No, I don't smoke crack! I'm a Harry Potter fanatic. And a very bad
one at that. ^.^; I need help. Anyway! After searching through fanfiction.net for a good Lily and James fanfict (and only
finding three good ones that weren't even finished...) I decided to take a shot at writing my own. Yup! Be afraid.
Be very afraid. For thoes who don't know me, I'm Jess- a very sarcastic and... odd ff writer. : ) I accept any kind of
feed back, even flames. Hell, to be perfectly honest, I WANT flames! Ok, ANYWAY!

Questions? Comments? FLAMES?
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Now, onto the fanfiction! OH, HO HO HO HO HO HO!!!

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Playing with minds
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James Potter, 6th year, sat in Charms class, trying to think about his test. But hell, he had to admit that he sucked at
this class. It was his worst. He sighed miserably, and looked up around the class to see how everyone was doing.

Sirius Black, who sat next to him was trying to copy Remus Lupin's answers by oh-so-nonchalantly peeking over his paper. Then
he noticed that Peter Pettigrew who sat on the other side of Remus was doing the same.

James chuckled. Remus was so oblivious. He looked around and noticed Severus Snape tapping his quill on the desk. It made
James smile knowing that he was having trouble. Then he looked over at the... err... person... who sat next to him.

James' eyes narrowed at the... err... person... who sat next to slime ball Severus. What was... IT?! This... this... THING
had no gender! Shim (as Sirius, Remus, Peter and himself all called) looked male, but was too pretty! Shim had no breasts,
but no bulge for a penis! It was amazing. And shim had a dorm room all to... shimself. (There was an odd amount of people in
his class.) And worst of all, no one remembered shim getting sorted, or professor. calling shim's first name.

Everyone called shim Evans. That was about the only thing they knew about shim. Shim's last name was Evans. Evans mostly
kept to shimself, and didn't really talk to anyone. Very mysterious.

So, naturally, shim was very popular among the ladies and the men. Evan's red hair was short (or at least it appeared that
way), and shim's eyes were this bright, bright green. Very attractive, gender or not. Hell, shim was more attractive than
the Marauders, which was saying something!

SO James despised shim. He was pretty sure shim was a woman. No man could be that pretty... 'cept Remus. But that's besides
the point! James wanted but anything to prove Evans was a woman. But before he could finish his thoughts, the bell rang.

James looked down at his paper, and almost cried. He filled in one answer. He rolled his eyes and sighed, and then handed it
in. Professor Flitwick looked at the paper, shrugged, and let James go.

"Oi! James!" It was Sirius. "C'mon!" He motioned him to come forward.

James walked up to them. "How'd you guys do?" He asked, walking to the Great Hall.

"Very good" Remus smiled.

"Smashing." Sirius replied with a glint in his eye.

"Absolutely spiffing." Peter said with a grin, "You?"

They had reached the Great Hall and took a seat.

James nervously laughed. "Anyway!" He said, covering up his laugh. "Did anyone hear about the Snowball this February?"

Peter cocked an eyebrow. "Snowball?" He repeated.

"What the-" Sirius waited until Professor McGonagal passed. "-fuck is that?"

"Language." Remus warned, looking at the staff table.

James put his elbow on the table, and let his head rest in the palm of his hand. "It's a Valentine's Day Dance. I don't know,
it sounds kind of stupid to me." He looked about the table.

Evans took a seat where no one was around. Shim looked over to James, and caught his eye. James blushed, then looked away.
He began to listen to his friend's conversation again.

"-We don't get many dances, anyway." Remus was saying.

Sirius was smiling wickedly. "And how often do we get a big chance like this to do a prank?" He looked around to make sure
no one was listening. He leaned into the table, and beckoned everyone to come closer. "I've got a bottle of Fire whisky in my
trunk if we want to... 'spice' up the party a bit." He smiled and sat straight once more, as did everyone else.

"That's despicable." James said, looking disgusted, then got a mad smile on his face. "I love it!"

"Ya, like dear old Severus needs a little pick-me up, anyway. Lousy prat." Peter's eyes shifted to the Slytherin table.

"Him and Evans." Remus said in a whisper. "They're too stiff."

James put his hands behind his head, and looked to the ceiling. "Birds of a feather..."

Sirius clapped his hands together. "So you're up to it?" He had a dazzling smile playing his lips. Everyone nodded in
agreement. Sirius grabbed a drumstick, and held it in the air. "Alright!" Everyone laughed.

James chuckled and grabbed his pumpkin juice, and took a swing of it. When he put it down, he looked around, and saw Evans
staring at him with a skeptical look on shim's face. Well, shim had a right. The infamous Marauders WERE up to no good.

He waved his fingers at Evans, and shim rolled shims's eyes.

'Yes,' James thought when he began to cut his chicken. 'This dance WAS going to prove to be interesting...'

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OH, HO HO HO HO! Well, it's been about a month since I've written, and that ain't half bad! Yay me. Expect another chapter...
err... soon. : p