When Pranks Go Bad

by Zetta

When Pranks Go Bad, it's never good… Especially when you're dealing with Age Potions! MWPP have a little accident, and manage to get most of Gryffindor tangled up in it! Complete! Pre-OotP!

7. Saturday

...When Pranks Go Bad...

By Zetta Zofia
Disclaimer: Not mine, belong to someone else, yadda-yadda-yadda.
Summary: When Pranks go bad, it's never good… Especially when you're dealing with Age Potions.
Characters: MWPP, Lily Evans, Severus Snape, and More!
Who's Who: Er… didn't you get the memo? Everyone back to their proper age again!

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Chapter Seven
- Saturday

Neither woke up at their normal time the next morning.

Remus woke up early, as he never slept well this close to the full moon, and waited patiently for James and Sirius to wake up on their own.

But when Peter had woken up and Frank had returned from the hospital, and the two were still asleep, he decided it was time to get some fun out of the miserable week.  He went over to James's bed and cheerfully pulled back the curtain, pleased to see James's eyes fly open and his hand come up to block the sun from hitting him in the face.  He looked exhausted, but Remus was cheerful enough to find that more humorous than bad. "Good morning, Jimmy-kins," he said, waving a rattle in his face.  "Are you awake yet?  It's time for your bubba."

James blinked sleepily and stared at him, a truly horrified expression on his face.

Remus laughed out loud and went merrily on his way to Sirius's side, throwing the curtains open and shaking his shoulder.  "Good morning, ickle Siri.  It's wake up time!  If you're real good today, we'll find you a nice teddy bear to play with!"

Peter was laughing so hard he was red faced and looked near tears, and Frank, who had returned from the hospital wing the previous night, was doubled over in his bed, he was giggling so much.

Sirius looked pale. 

"Do you need your diapers changed yet?" Remus cooed, a big grin on his face.  "We could call in Lily or Bella.  I'm sure they'd do it."

James slowly sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes, his face white as a sheet.  He looked over at Sirius and the two normally boisterous boys were both very quiet for a moment.

Then Sirius groaned and rubbed his eyes as well.  "Oh god.  I'm sore all over, and I don't remember… What the hell's going on?"

"What parts do you remember?" Remus asked with a wide grin.  "The part where you've been little kids for a week?  The part where me, Frank, and Peter… and Lily and Arabella have been pretending to be you all week so that you wouldn't get discovered?"

"Lily and Arabella?" James repeated, horrified.  He'd been sure he'd imagined it when Remus made the diaper joke.

"What the hell?" Sirius asked at the same time, looking equally aghast.

"Oh, you know the Polyjuice Potion?" Remus asked.  They both nodded, very slowly, as though they didn't really want to know.  They were going to find out anyway.  "Well, I'd have to say the best part of this week was when Lily and Arabella used it and were pretending to be you two.  Quite funny, really.  Though I'm not so sure you'll enjoy the fact that you've no longer got any dates for the rest of the month and there are a few… rumors going around about your relationship with all of us, James."  Sirius snickered, but Remus continued.  "Oh, and Arabella had to say that she was going out with you, Sirius.  You two snuck off several times for a snog.  Certain ladies you had dates with were not very happy."

Sirius choked and it was James's turn to be amused.  But only a little. 

Peter nearly fell off the bed and Frank laughed harder.

"Well," Remus said cheerily.  "I'd expect the girls to be up here soon.  You might want to get your asses dressed.  Though they've certainly seen more of you than just your asses since they've changed your diapers."

If possible, they looked even worse.

But they quickly climbed out of bed.

"You've got a Quidditch match in three hours," Remus said, still grinning. "And after that, you've got to get started doing homework.  After all, you're going to be doing Bella and Lily's, mine, Frank's, and Peter's, too.  And you won't be pranking the girls, or giving them any nicknames, either.  That was part of the deal."

"And the other part," Peter said, grinning.  "With the cloak?"

"What about the cloak?" James demanded, pulling his shirt on.

"Lily and Arabella get it."

James looked more horrified by that than anything else.

"After tonight, anyway," Peter said with a quick look at Frank.  "We came up with a prank to pull."

"Well," Remus said.  "You haven't practiced all week, but you've got an advantage.  Monday, Snape threw some kind of powder at Lily and Frank when they were pretending to be you.  So, we've been pretending to be sick all week."

"No pretending here," Frank grumbled. 

"Anyway, the Slytherins think you guys are down with some horrible sickness," Remus continued.  "So, you'll be able to stun them when you show up on the pitch and are fully yourselves."

"That's assuming they can still fly right after a week with no brooms," Frank said.

"And they might know," Peter said.  "Er, Snape might have figured it out when Lily and Arabella were acting like you.  He mentioned something about… the you know what incident."

Sirius and James paled even more.

"Oh yeah.  Your broom is in the closet, Sirius, and James, you slept with yours."

James went over to the bed and pulled out his broom, looking at it worriedly.  For a moment, he looked like he was going to ask why he'd slept with it, but then quickly changed his mind.  "What day is it?"

"Saturday," Remus answered.  "You missed a week."

"A week?" Sirius repeated, dumbstruck.  "Oh crap."

"You owe us big time," Frank said.  "Covering for your asses like this."

"You'd better get out to the Quidditch pitch," Remus said, finally taking a little pity on them.  "We'll run down and snatch some breakfast for you, and you can work on flying again."

He threw his arm around James in a friendly way and leaned in, as though offering him a secret.  "You know, if you hurry, you might even avoid seeing Lily and Bella until after the match."

The two rushed out of the room, most of their clothes still in their arms.

Remus, Peter, and Frank looked at each other.  "Should we have told them that most of Gryffindor knows?" Peter wondered.

Remus grinned.  "Why don't we let them find out on their own?"

The three snickered.

*~*~*

"I don't remember most of it," Sirius said as he and James hurried down the halls, buttoning their shirts, knotting their ties, pulling on their sweaters and their robes.  "Do you?"

"Sitting on the floor a lot," James answered grimly.  "And something about Lily holding me."

Sirius winced.  "This isn't going to be fun, Jimmy."

"I think that's obvious, Siri,"

"You know I'm probably going to have to thank her or something?" Sirius complained a moment later.  "Why couldn't they have kept their mouths shut and said we were sick or something?"

James gave him an unhappy look.  "Both of us at once, for a whole week?  McGonagall wouldn't go for it."

"Well then why couldn't they have just done it themselves? Why'd they have to get Bella to help?"

"And Lily," James reminded him, scowling.

Sirius sent him a pitying look and pushed the doors open that led out to the pitch.  "This is unbelievable.  I don't think I even want to know what happened over the past week."

"You think we could make them all forget?" James wondered.  "A memory potion or two?"

Sirius snorted.  "Come on, Jim.  I'd bet my broom that they've got pictures tucked away somewhere, and if they ever found them… Well, it wouldn't work."  He sighed unhappily and mounted his broom.  James did the same.  "I think we're going to be black mailed forever."

James sighed as they flew towards the broom shed.  "I think you're right.  But we've got more important things to worry about.  The scrimmage starts in… two and a half hours.  We'll fly for a bit, take turns tossing the ball for a while, and we'll sneak into the kitchens and grab some breakfast.  And pray we aren't seen."

Sirius nodded vehemently.  "I can't wait for the match," he said.  "I really need to beat something."

James agreed.

*~*~*

Lily and Arabella slept in past their alarm clocks.

They threw on their clothes and rushed over to the boys' room, but found that Sirius and James had already left.

But Peter cheerfully suggested that they could all bring them breakfast at the Quidditch Pitch and tease them a bit.  "We didn't tell them that everybody in the house knows," he added.  "We're going to wait until after the scrimmage, so they don't get any more distracted."

Of course, there was always the chance that someone would mention it sooner…

As they walked down to the pitch, Lily was amused to find that it was the first time she'd ever looked forward to seeing them, their week as little kids not counting.

The two boys were high in the air when they reached the pitch, and Lily could barely make them out, tossing a ball back and forth.  It had to be the Quaffle.  One of them got a hold of it, did some sort of fancy dive to get around the other, and they were in a race to the goals on the other end.

The Quaffle flew through the hoop and dropped towards the ground, right around where they were standing.

Lily let a smirk cross her face as they approached.

The two boys on brooms let the Quaffle drop and slowly made their way down, their expressions showing that they were not entirely thrilled to be seeing the group.

Lily clucked her tongue and pretended to sniff as they reached a reasonable height, hovering about a meter above the ground.  "Look how fast they grow!  Just yesterday, they were little and cute and sweet, and now they're these big assholes again!"

Arabella 'awwed' and sighed.  "I remember, what was it, Wednesday, that I was changing their diapers, and now they're big boys… It's so adorable!"

Their faces nearly matched their uniforms.  "Sod off," Sirius muttered unhappily. 

"Language, Mr. Black," Lily scolded.  "I'll wash your mouth out with soap.  Or worse for you, let the pictures get out."

James scowled and Sirius sighed and shook his head.  "I told you it wouldn't work."

James dropped to the ground.  "Look," he said unhappily.  "We owe you, we admit it.  But we've got half an hour 'til the match.  Can we talk about it after?"

Lily smirked and pinched his cheek.  "Of course, Jimmy-kins."

He flushed. "Sod off," he muttered, and took off on his broom again.

Sirius dodged Arabella's efforts to do the same thing and took off after him.

Giggling, the two girls led the way up the stands, and watched the two boys fly around and generally do anything to avoid looking in their direction.

*~*~*

Mark was the first to arrive at the pitch and his glare informed James and Sirius that he Knew.

Sirius bit back a groan and followed James down to the locker rooms.

Mark would probably have killed them, but James and Sirius both stayed back far enough that he couldn't reach them.

"Your pranks," he hissed.  "A whole week!  What were we supposed to do if it hadn't turned out right?  Do you have any idea what would have happened if we lost this match?"

"Er…"

"Slytherin would have gloated about it for months!  We aren't even playing them for two more months, yet here you are, trying to give them the chance to glorify everything for two months!"

Then he paused, looking horrified.  "You are James and Sirius now, aren't you?"

"We are," James answered.  "Look, Mark, we know we screwed up," he continued reasonably.  "But right now, Si and I need to be practicing.  You know, make sure we're still good to go."

That got them out of further lecture.  Mark nodded grimly.  "Right.  Rosie went out to gather the rest of the lot, but until they get here, I'll play Keeper, and James, you shoot on me.  Sirius, you're on ball retrieval, but I want you to try and hit the posts with the club until Rowen can help you out with the Bludger."

James shot Sirius an amused smirk and led the way up into the air.

Sirius scowled and followed, noting the way James glanced over at the bleachers twice.  That made Sirius smirk, and, not for the first time, he debated the merits of mentioning to Lily that a certain Gryffindor had a bit of a crush on her...

Rosie and the rest of the team showed up within a matter of moments after that, and James and Sirius stayed up in the sky while Mark shouted instructions at the rest of the team.

Soon they were all in the air.

They didn't land until the Slytherins showed up, and the stands began to fill.

Rosie sauntered over to Sirius, and he forced back a groan when she pinched his cheek.  "Awww," she cooed.  "How is ickle Siri doing this morning?  Want your bottle?"

He gave a silent thanks to James, who was serious enough about Quidditch to ignore the giggles and embarrassment of the situation.  James scowled fiercely at her.  "We've got a match in less than ten minutes, Rosie," he said impatiently.  "Can we try and concentrate?"

From anyone else, there would have been accusations of him trying to put off the embarrassment, but James Potter had always put Quidditch first, taking priority over even their best jokes.

The team exchanged amused looks, but they all settled down and began to discuss the finer points of the strategy.

*~*~*

The scrimmage was fast and exciting, and very, very bloody.

The Slytherins were quite shocked to see James and Sirius in their uniforms and on the pitch, and the two dark haired boys sent them smirks.  They put on quite a good show, making it look as though nothing had ever been wrong with them.

The Slytherins were not happy.

When the match started, so did the cheap shots.  There were four penalties to Gryffindor, three of which were scored on, and two to Slytherin, one scored on, within the first fifteen minutes of the game.

The Beaters were being particularly brutal, and James got a bloody nose within another ten minutes from a Bludger. 

James was pissed off then, and scored four times, making it look as though it were easy.

Shoving, kicking, punching, hitting, elbowing…

Everything that could be done was being done.  Both Keepers were having rather poor games, though some of the saves they made were incredible.

But then, so were the goals scored against them. 

Like it or not, both teams had to admit that they were up against a worthy opponent.  (Though James always excluded the Slytherin Keeper, Snape, from comments like that.)

The score was 170 to 130 in favor of Slytherin when the Snitch was spotted by Gryffindor.

The chase began.

James threw the Quaffle through the loop and dove after it again, racing the Slytherin Captain for it.

The Seekers chased the Snitch around the field.

"Beaters!" The Slytherin captain screamed when he couldn't reach the Quaffle through James.  "Get rid of their Seeker!"

The Gryffindor Seeker nearly had the Snitch, flying a little above James.

One of the Slytherin Beaters got ready to swing his bat and send the Bludger towards him.

There was no one else near the Seeker, and James sighed.  He flew up and tossed the Quaffle to a fellow Chaser, and then carefully flew between the Seeker and the Beater.

The Beater screamed at him and flew closer, and then, when he figured out that James wasn't going anywhere, and the other Bludger was in the hands of the Gryffindor Beaters, he sent the Bludger at James.

It hit him in the side and sent him upside down on his broom, and made his breath come short, but he'd felt worse.  He gritted his teeth swung himself upright again.  The crowd roared- partially with relief, partially with anger, and partially, with disappointment that they wouldn't see him fall a hundred meters and meet the ground.  Of course, the last came mostly from the Slytherins.

The Gryffindor Beaters sent the Bludger towards the Slytherin Beater who'd done it, and he yowled in agony and swung as hard as he could, aiming at one of the other Gryffindor Chasers.

The Bludger hit the Chaser, and sent him spiraling towards the Earth, just as the Gryffindor Seeker caught the Snitch.

Screams came from the stands, the Gryffindors cheering and the Slytherins howling with complaints.

The Beater who'd hit James chose to make a rude comment to Sirius, and Sirius flew at him, dropping his club and abandoning his gloves.

The rest of the teams rushed forward, and James sighed and joined the fight.

*~*~*

The casualties from the Quidditch match weren't too serious.

One bloody nose for James, one black eye for the Gryffindor captain, one unconscious Chaser (from the fall he'd taken after the Bludger hit him), and a mild case of the measles for the Keeper, who'd been hit by a curse.

The Slytherins were in similar states, with Snape being the unconscious one after someone punched him and knocked him off his broom, but Pomfrey and some of the teachers kept the students separated so things couldn't get worse.

Sourly, James thought they should have separated the teammates from each other as well.  If he heard one more comment about 'ickle Jimmy-kins' or 'Jimmy-poo' or was giggled at one more time, he was fairly certain that he was going to shove a broom up a cavity it wasn't supposed to enter in the person who dared say it.

Things did not get better when Lily, Arabella, Remus, and Peter arrived and joined in on the taunting, and neither Sirius nor James were too upset when everyone who was not injured was kicked out of the room.

*~*~*

"If we get 'em one at a time it won't be as bad," Sirius said as they walked slowly back to the Common Room.  They were still in their Quidditch robes, and neither had showered yet.

"Yeah," James agreed.  "Even better if we go at them separately.  They can't be as awful about it because there's only one of us there to make fun of."

"Right," Sirius agreed slowly.  They walked in silence for a moment, and then Sirius spoke.  "But that'll take longer.  So.  You get Arabella first, I'll get Lily?"

"Why that way?" James asked slowly.

"Well," Sirius said.  "Lily likes you less than she likes me.  If I go to her first, I'll take away some of her, er, desire to humiliate you.  And vise versa of course."

"Of course," James agreed, amused. "But if we go together, then it won't be as bad either, because she can't make fun of both of us at once as easily."

Sirius frowned, considering that.  Then he looked up.  "Do we really have to do this?" Sirius asked suddenly.  "I mean, the worst that could happen is they'd show the pictures to the school.  Well, I made a rather cute baby, I'm sure, so would that be so horrible?"

James gave him another amused look.  "We were planning on using it on Snape, remember?  And I doubt there're all that many people who wouldn't figure that out pretty fast.  Plus we'd get Remus and Pete and Frank in trouble if the teachers saw the pictures."

"Oh," Sirius said miserably.  "Did I ever mention I suck at thanking people who I don't really want to thank?"

"Sirius, you suck at thanking people for everything, apologizing for everything, and pretty much anything that might make you seem like you're not the best in the world."

Sirius grinned.  "That's because I am the best and I shouldn't have to apologize and or thank anyone."

"Thank the gods that's not true."

They'd reached the Common Room.  They exchanged a long look, said the (Lily-picked) password ("dirty diapers") and went in.

Most of their classmates were there, celebrating the victory loudly.  Scrimmage or not, it was always a happy occasion when Gryffindors triumphed over Slytherins.

But this occasion was not just happy because of that, as James and Sirius discovered quickly.

Upon walking in, their classmates went quiet, turning to look at them.

Their Quidditch teammates had been elected to speak, and grabbed them by the hands and pulled them to the fireplace, and then up on the hearth in a place where most of the room could see them.  "In thanks for playing such a spiffing game," Rosie said grandly, handing them each a wrapped box.  "We would like to present you with this little token of our appreciation."

James got an uneasy feeling and looked over at Sirius.

He looked just as worried.

But they opened their presents.

Inside, they had each received a pacifier, and a picture of their younger selves sitting on the couch, surrounded by most of their classmates.

"Ga-ga-goo-goo!" someone giggled, and the rest of the house nearly fell over laughing.

Arabella let out a particularly loud laugh, and pointed.  "Look!" she exclaimed, giggling madly.  "They're blushing!"

James closed his eyes and leaned his head back, horribly embarrassed, and finding the fact that his blush had been announced to the world to be doubly traumatic.

A quick glance at Sirius showed he was in the same boat.  Sirius scowled at all of them.  "We were trying to do everyone a favor, and get rid of that git for a while, and you're making fun of us?"

Rosie nearly fell over, she was giggling so hard.  "Yes!" she and Frank shouted at once.

"It was so f-f-funny," Megan giggled, leaning on Remus.

"Come on," Remus said, taking pity on them.  He looked very tired.  "Let them in and have a rest.  I want to hear how Snape ended up after the fight."

*~*~*

Remus still had a full hour before he had to sneak off to get to the Shrieking Shack, and while he felt horrible, he had every intention of enjoying Sirius and James's issues.  He sat down on the couch near Megan, Frank, and Rosie, and across from Peter, Sirius, James, Lily, and Arabella.

Peter's face was bright red from laughing, and Lily and Arabella were having trouble breathing, they were laughing so hard. 

Megan grabbed his arm and leaned on him for support, not noticing the way he grimaced a little.  He was always extra sensitive when it came this time of month, and even the lightest touch- hers, for example- could be painful.

But she rested against him, and he found that it wasn't really all that awful.  "What's so funny?"

"Nothing." Sirius and James snapped.

"They-they-they were thanking us," Arabella howled, and doubled over again, clutching her stomach and laughing.

Lily was near tears, she was laughing so hard.  "It was so funny!"

Remus glanced at Peter, who was leaning on the back of the couch, behind Arabella.  "Their faces," he gasped, holding his stomach.  "You missed it! It was great!"

"Oh, sod off!" Sirius exclaimed, jumping up.  "It's not like we did anything to be ashamed of.  We didn't have any control over any of it!"

His indignation did nothing to stop the laughter, but in fact, increased it.

Remus chuckled a bit.

"We were telling them about some of their adventures," Frank added, one arm around Rosie, who kept looking at him, as though afraid he would go away.

"And the pictures!" Lily snickered, gesturing towards the pictures on the table.

"It's not funny!" Sirius insisted.  "What if we'd been stuck that way!"

"Arabella would have been happy to be your mummy," Lily taunted him.

Sirius snarled at her.  Arabella glared.

Everyone else giggled.

James, however, was being very quiet... suspiciously so.

"Did you block up your ears again?" Remus asked him, scowling suspiciously.  The last time James had embarrassed himself (by loosing his pants during a friendly game of Quidditch) he'd done a spell so he couldn't hear people making fun of him any more.

James shook his head, but still didn't look up, keeping his face covered by his hands.

They all noticed now, and looked at him.

"Embarrassed, Jimmy-kins?" Lily taunted, looking very satisfied.

It was then that Remus noticed his shoulders were shaking.

James finally looked up... and laughed.

And he laughed harder, nearly rolling off the couch.  "It's so bloody funny," he gasped.  "It was perfect!  The best one we've ever done, except it was us!  We've got to make more of it!"

Sirius slowly lost his scowl and smiled a bit.  "You know..." he said slowly.  "Maybe you're right."  He paused for a moment.  Then he started grinning too, and then slowly, started laughing.

Remus couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.

But Arabella smiled sweetly.  "I found it very funny when I changed your diapers.  Gee, Sirius, I hope it doesn't stay that little forever."

It brought a fresh round of giggles to the group, except for Sirius, who looked as though he didn't know how to react.

"It'll be even funnier when we've got your little cloak, won't it James?" Lily asked, smirking at him.

He lost his smile.  "I didn't make that deal with you, Evans."

"Uh oh," Peter muttered.  "He's calling her Evans again."

James glared at him.

Lily crossed her arms in front of her.  "I pretended to be you for two days, Potter.  I had to wear your clothes and sit in your seat and act like an immature git for two days.  The very least you can do is let me have the cloak for a few bloody days."

"She said bloody!" Arabella gasped, then snickered.  "Ooh, she's getting pissed."

Remus hid a smile, but Megan, Frank, Rosie, and Peter laughed out loud. 

Lily sent Arabella an annoyed look.  "You're supposed to be on my side, remember Arabella?"  She turned to glare at James again.  "The cloak, homework, no pranks and no nicknames."

"No nicknames," James agreed.

Sirius scowled.  "Damn it!"

"No pranks."

Sirius jumped up.  "James!"

"We can't be expected to do all of your homework," James continued.  "We don't have enough time, and even if we did, we'd just be copying the same thing over and over again."

"I don't really think it's fair," Remus agreed, giving Lily a helpless shrug.  "That's asking a lot."

Lily frowned at him.  "I don't think you should be chiming in here, Lupin."

"You're right," James said.

They all looked at him.

He shrugged.  "How about you and I discuss this stuff tomorrow night in Hogsmeade, Evans?"

Lily stared at him.

So did everyone else.

Remus fought another smirk.  So, he'd been right about James....

Sirius caught his gaze, and they exchanged amused looks.

"All right," Lily said, sounding a bit shocked, and a lot quieter than normal.  She looked somewhat stunned.

Arabella snorted.  "Anyway, Black.  Did I show you the picture of you and Jimmy in Remus's lap?"

James, who looked somewhat surprised by what he'd just asked of Lily, cleared his throat as he stood up.  "Sirius, Pete, Remus.  We've gotta get going."

Lily and Arabella both gave him sharp looks.

Remus glanced at James, suddenly a little worried.  No one had told him that the two girls now knew...

But James had caught the looks from the girls, and glanced at Remus warily.

He glanced worriedly at Megan and forced a little smile onto his face.  "You'll excuse us, I hope," he said.  "We were trying to work out something when they turned into toddlers."

Megan rolled her eyes.  "I'll see you at breakfast then," she said.

"Don't wait up," Sirius said to Frank. 

"It's getting late," Remus noted.  "Let's go."

The four boys stood.

"Can I have a word with you?" Lily asked sweetly, looking anything but sweet.

Peter swallowed again.  "I'm gonna... er, go somewhere now."

"No, don't," Lily insisted.  "It'll only take a moment."

Peter gulped.

Remus did too, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation for what was going on.

Hands on her hips, she followed them over towards the portrait hole, and gave them a piercing stare.  "Explain."

"We're going to play a prank," Sirius said, glancing at Remus and Peter.

"Somehow I find that hard to believe," Lily said snappily, giving Remus a long look.

James's mouth dropped open a little, as did Sirius's, as they both caught what she was implying.  "An explanation would be nice," James said, looking to Remus.

Remus gave Lily a terse smile.  "Can we talk about it tomorrow?" he asked, playing up his weakness as much as he could.  "I need to... get going."

Her expression softened a bit and she nodded. "All right then," she said.  "But in the morning..."

He gave her a quick smile and thanked the gods that he would be in the hospital for all of Sunday, and wouldn't have to see her.

*~*~*

"They're hiding something else," Lily mused later that night, lying in bed and staring at the canopy above her.

Arabella nodded, agreeing, and stretched out on her bed, shifting until she was comfortable.

They sat in silence.

"So you and James?" Arabella asked.

Lily shrugged, hiding a smile.  "We're just going to work out a deal for the cloak."

Arabella's lips twitched.  "Right," she drawled.

Lily continued to stare at the canopy, her lips curved up a little.

Arabella laughed.  "So, you guys go out, fall in love, get married, have kids... You don't think it'll be awkward knowing that, not only have you changed his diapers, but so have half the girls in the tower?"

Lily threw a pillow at her.

The End.

(Finally.)

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First off, apologies to everyone.  The past two weeks have been somewhat awful.  I broke my (favorite) Uncle's lap top.  Fortunately, I managed to get everything off of it before it totally died, but I no longer have computer access whenever I get the whim to write, so that slowed things up. 

Second, when I did have access to my parents' computer, I never really felt like writing, so I have had to force it out.  I hope it doesn't totally suck.  I've rewritten this chapter about four times, because no matter what I do, it's just not ending right... :o( I hope you enjoy it.

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Kimmy Larisa –I hope you got to read the chapter!  Thank you so much for reviewing so much! :o)
Liz the Laugh –Your remark about the cliché thing totally made my day... week, really! Thank you!

As of right now, there will be no sequels to this.  I can't think of any sort of plot for them, and to be honest, I've got a dozen other stories I'd rather write.  However, feel free to offer suggestions, and I might consider it.   Somewhere in my (long) profile, I mention a few of the ideas I've got for stories... feel free to check that out and let me know which sounds the best...

I have to run now, I'm gonna be late for class!  Hope you liked! Please review!!