Okay, I lied, You are going to see a Disclaimer here: I must put a disclaimer because even though I have no qualms over J.K. Rowling earning millions from Harry Potter, Inc., I do if someone takes my song. It's not the most creative thing in the world, but it's still mine. To make a long story short so I don't have to waste time and money suing someone, the Hogwarts song below belongs to me, and me only. If you want to use it, ask me in your review. Kapish?
Thanks for the reviews, guys. I need major help on the summary… anyone willing to help? I know, this plot's not the most exciting thing in the world yet, but it should get better. I know it's not as original as Invisible Barriers and LESE (for all of you that have read and reviewed both, ::grins and salutes you with a banana:: If you haven't, shame on you. The Mad Monkey with the Magnifying Glass knows who you are and will track you down), but the flying toaster and badge-catastrophe thingy were entirely my idea. I try not to write clishe-ish stories, but sometimes…
Why am I blabbing? ::looks horrified:: Proceed. J
Chapter 2: The Magical Camera That Sees in the Dark"Ah, the new year has started again. Let us welcome it with the school song!" Dumbledore gave his wand a little flick, and out spurted clouds of rainbow-colored glitter, which rose high above the tables and began to form itself into words.
"Everyone choose their favorite tune," said the Headmaster with a very wide, un-Headmaster-like grin, "and off we go!"
And the school bellowed:
"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Harty Woggy Hogwarts,
Enlighten us if you please,
With potions, charms, stars, and spells,
And how to dot our t's.
Fill our tiny little craniums
With loads of funky stuff,
'Cause right now, all there is
Are dust bunnies and bits of fluff.
So teach us, teachers, all you know,
Endure a little bit of pain,
But if you do your job then we'll do the rest
And learn till we go insane."
Soon, only Sirius, Remus, and James were left wailing the song to a pitifully slow funeral march.
Finally, they finished, climbed up onto their table, and bowed to the applause in the Great Hall (from everyone but the Slytherins, who rebelliously kept their hands still and booed).
"Yes, the new year has officially begun. Now will prefects lead their houses to bed, please?"
In five minutes, only the forty seventh-years and the teachers remained in the Great Hall.
Dumbledore stood up, his old, wise face expressionless. With a flick of his wand he barricaded the doors from any listening spells, then said, "Thank you for remembering, all of you. What will be said here must be kept in extreme confidentiality, understood?"
After each student nodded, he continued. "I will not mince any words, for I want you to realize the seriousness of this affair, so forgive me for my brashness. Voldemort and his Death Eaters are back."
A collective gasp sounded from the hall, and some Slytherins began to mutter and confer amongst themselves.
"Silence, please. As the senior students of Hogwarts, you are expected to help protect the interests of your school. It is believed the incident today on the Hogwarts Express is a Death Eater's failed attempt to blow up the train." Again he was interrupted by students' sobbing and horrified reluctance to accept what was in front of them.
Professor McGonagall, the 43-yr. old Transfiguration teacher and head of Gryffindor House, became immensely annoyed and frustrated. These are supposed to be 7th years! I swear, they act like first years! Sobbing and screaming--- It became too much for her to bear. She stood up and screamed at the top of her lungs, "EVERYBODY SHUT UP!"
The Great Hall silenced immediately.
"Uhh… thank you, Professor McGonagall. As I said before, as 7th years you are responsible for the safety and protection of Hogwarts and the young witches and wizards here. Professor Thestral, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, will concentrate on training you in combat against the Dark side. He will be using the Forbidden Forest as an aid---"
Severus Snape, a greasy Slytherin who had sported a particularly strong grudge against the Marauders since their first year, stood up. "Go into the Forest? No, Professor, I refuse. Wait till my father hears about this---" Snape's father, Fido Snape, was the school governor.
"You scared, Snape?" sneered Sirius. The three Marauders (Peter Pettigrew, the fourth Marauder, was uncommonly absent; he was not on the train, and as far as they knew, not in Hogwarts at the time) began to laugh heartily.
Snape's ears started to turn red. "Shut up, Black! You're a bloody delinquent! I guarantee you'll be in Azkaban before you turn 30! You---"
James calmly stood up, and the Transfiguration master he was, flicked his wand once and turned Snape into a weasel.
The entire Great Hall erupted into chaos as the slimy weasel raced over the tables. The teachers watched, exasperated yet extremely amused. Mr. Fido Snape and his spoiled only son Severus were alike in looks and mannerisms--- their hair was literally coated with axle grease, a slight, disdainful sneer was perpetually painted on their faces, and they gave themselves airs, thinking they owned the castle and that everyone else was their servants. In fact, last year Severus Snape was failing DADA due to his own lack of talent, so he complained to his dear daddy, who in turn twisted arms until they broke so Severus would pass and terrorized Professor Schmidt until he resigned. On the other hand, James Harold Potter was brought up in a middle-class family of excellent wizards, Hogwarts's Head Boy and Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he excelled in all of his subjects (esp. Transfiguration but perhaps excluding Charms), he was handsome enough and had a charm unique to his own personality to make girls swoon over him, and he was always kind and valiant--- in simplest terms, a girl's dream, her Prince Charming, her knight in shining armor, etc. He was a model student, though he tended to get into arguments and duels with Lily Evans (which usually resulted in one or both of them going to the Hospital Wing to be submitted to the new nurse Madam Pomfrey's creative cures) and get into trouble for one of his many pranks.
As Snape the weasel ran over the tables, food flying everywhere, Remus spotted something by Snape's chair which made him both grin and want to throw up.
It was a pile of clothes--- everything from robes to…undies??? (A/N: Eeeewww!! They're probably greasy too! Yuck! ::hurls in the invisible bushes:: Now back to the story)
Remus developed a diabolical gleam in his eyes. He leaned over to whisper something in Sirius's ear, who started to laugh hysterically. He managed to calm down enough to relay it to James, who grinned and laughed silently, dreamy midnight blue eyes flashing.
A blond-haired Ravenclaw thought he was flirting with her and swooned, toppling her chair backwards.
James swished his wand once causing Snape's clothes to disintegrate and the weasel, currently on the High Table in front of Professor McGonagall, to turn back into a human.
A human without clothes.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!" Professor McGonagall screamed as she fainted dead away.
"Eeeeeewwwwww---" the entire Great Hall said as they turned away and covered their eyes.
Severus Snape, esteemed son of the school governor, just froze, hands going immediately to his privates. (A/N: Cough cough) But not before two pictures were developing inside Remus's camera.
As it spit the pictures out, the camera wheezed, "You bad boy, taking pictures like this with me. I'm scarred for life now. I need to erase those pictures out of my mind, so I'm printing out another copy of that other beautiful little picture you took before. It was so sweet, you know, the boy and girl on---"
"Remus, don't tell me you---" James glared at Remus as he interrupted the old camera. "You--- you took a picture of--- of---"
"HELP!!!" cried the camera as Lily seized it by the strap, an odd combination of emotions radiating from her (mostly embarrassment, some anger, and brief flickers of pleasure?????). "HELP ME!!!!"
Lily started to shred the strap, but stopped dead in her tracks when Remus waved a picture in front of her face. It was a picture of her and James when he had first landed on her--- her hands resting on his shoulders, his hands gently cradling her head, their eyes locked together, and their mouths perilously close. Just seeing that incident over again in her mind made her shiver involuntarily, feeling James's muscles beneath her hands and his hands lightly caressing her face…
"But I was sure that took place in the dark. No flash went off," said James calmly.
"I can see through the dark, dearie," the camera said smugly.
Lily was smiling dreamily, appearing to be in a trance or lost in another world. James glanced at her and thought, I wonder what she's thinking. Only God [and the authors and readers, of course] will ever know.
"A penny for your thoughts, Evans?" asked Sirius.
Lily was unfazed, still floating on a cloud and thinking… thoughts.
Remus grinned at James and Sirius. "If this won't bring her back, nothing else will." He waved what looked like a picture around in the air. "Hey, everybody, look at this!"
James was about to dive onto Remus for the picture when he realized it was merely a blank decoy. He grinned--- he knew his friend wouldn't do something that bad; the actual picture would utterly disgrace Hogwarts's Head Boy and Girl. A Marauder would never betray or blackmail one of their own, but people like Snape--- well, that was an entirely different matter.
Just as Remus predicted, Lily fell back down to reality with a thump. "Wha--- Remus Lupin, you wouldn't dare! Give that here right now!"
Remus grinned cheekily and waved the picture--- well, decoy--- far above his head. "Come and get it!" As one of the tallest boys at Hogwarts (he was about 180 cm, or 6 ft. for those of you who don't know metrics), he stood a foot taller than Lily. The extra arm-length didn't help matters either.
Lily didn't waste time sulking. "Accio picture!" The picture wrenched itself free of Remus's grip and flew down to land on Lily's outstretched palm. When she saw it was a decoy, she was relieved though furious at being tricked.
Just as Lily lifted her wand to curse him, Remus yelled, "Expelliarmus!".
Lily's wand soared through the air as the teachers and other 7th years looked on in amusement--- watching the Head Girl and Charms master duel with one of the best in the school at DADA (also a mischief maker and friend of Lily's supposed enemy) was entertaining.
Not thinking clearly, her brain clouded with fury, Lily turned to the person closest to her--- James--- and snatched his wand. She then turned to Remus and shouted, "Wingardium Leviosa!"
Much to her surprise--- and everyone else's, including the teachers'--- Remus started to rise. The spell worked? With James Potter's wand when I'm not even compatible with Ariel's or Arabella's? No, it's only the materials, it doesn't mean anything---
Little did Lily know that Dumbledore was thinking the exact same thing. Lily Evans is compatible with James Potter's wand. That can only mean one of two things, but I bet I know which one it is. The Head Girl and Head Boy, supposedly mortal enemies. Why didn't I ever think of that? Well, actually, I did, on the train, but anyway--- They're just much too alike to realize what everyone else already has. This year should definitely be interesting. "Lily Potter" has a nice ring to it…
Lily was planning on bringing Remus down before he hit the ceiling, but when she saw Severus Snape run out the door clutching a make-shift towel around his waist, she cracked up, all thoughts and intentions flying out of her mind.
Thump! "Ouch!" cried Remus from high up above. "Could someone please get me down? It's cold up here."
No one heard him, as they were all convulsing with laughter and gasping for breath at the same time.
It took three tries before Arabella Figg, one of Lily's best friends, a fellow Gryffindor known for her sharp tongue and flashing black eyes, and Remus's rival in DADA, heard him. Her mouth twitched (she had never smiled since her parents had been murdered by Voldemort five years ago; the mouth-twitching was the closest to a smile she would ever get) as she brought out her wand, pointed it at Remus, and muttered, "Finite Incantatem!"
Remus began to plummet down, gathering speed, force, and momentum each second. "AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"
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Well… that was a long chapter too. It's a sucky ending, but it will have to do because its 2 in the morning and my hands feel like they're going to fall off.
Yes, it really didn't have a point. It will in the next chapter. Please review and tell me what you think.
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