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A/N: K. Bit of a time skip otherwise it'll just drag on FOREVER… So I'll make it Christmas. (I have this all planned out… it's just too perfect. Well depending on your definition…) I was gonna do a Quidditch scene, but I'm not extremely good at them. Let's just say Gryffindor won. I'll do Quidditch Final though. I promise! Just be nice and review or my Dementor will hunt your dreams.
Disclaimer: I still don't own Professor Greenleaf. But Mariah Helms is an actual person who would make a great Drama teacher!
The rest autumn passed fast enough, and soon the school was covered in a blanket of snow and ice. Even the lake had frozen over enough that the students could skate on it without having to worry about the giant squid. And like usual, the Marauders could be found working on some new prank.
"We need to break our record for most dungbombs set off in one day without getting caught," said James. "Twenty just isn't enough…"
"Well if it weren't for Professor Greenleaf we would have beaten it by now," commented Peter. "She can hear a pin drop clear across the castle! We might have to wait until she leaves before we even try."
"Leaf, leaves," snickered James.
"Asinine Potter… Asinine… Hmm, How about over Christmas Break then? She'll probably go back to Mirkwood for Yule," replied Gwen. James watched her for a moment.
"Um… I hate to tell you Gwen, but Sirius, Peter and I are all leaving tomorrow. You're staying here?" Replied James.
Gwen looked at Sirius for a moment and then back at James. "Well I don't really want to face you-know-who about another-you-know-who that happens to live down the street from you-know-where and I just don't want to have to deal with it right now," replied Gwen. Only James seemed to understand what she could possibly mean.
"Very well. Hope you have a very Happy Holiday with Remus," said James with a grin.
"Oh… Lily is staying too," replied Gwen. James wasn't extremely happy from the looks of it from the expression on his face. "Her parents are going to go see Petunia over at Oxford. Why they would bother like a Muggle like that is beyond me…"
"She is still their daughter, Gwen. And they are muggles as well," replied Sirius.
"You're not asinine Padfoot, you're imbecile," replied Gwen. "I'm going off to study. Good luck on the Dungbombs."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Just before everyone was about to leave for the holidays, Professor Mariah Helms posted up the cast list for the newest play for Hogwarts, Romeo and Juliet. That in itself made the play interesting, without even looking at the list. The cast list made it even funnier.
"Forget it being a tragedy! With that list, it's gonna be a comedy!" Exclaimed Lucius at breakfast. Severus was looking down in his oatmeal. He had gotten the part of Romeo and though he hadn't even looked at the rest of the list, he already knew Juliet was going to be a Gryffindor. "Though I will say she defiantly couldn't have chosen a better Mercutio," added Lucius.
James was laughing, Sirius was snickering, and Remus just felt sorry. Gwen looked like she might be sick. "I didn't even try out for Juliet! I tried out for Lady Capulet!!!" Exclaimed Gwen.
"Gwen… Nobody tried out for Romeo or Juliet. Professor Helms just thought it would be a good idea to try and get the Slytherins and Gryffindors to get along better," replied Lily.
"I'm gonnnnnnnaaa diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!!!" sobbed Gwen.
"It can't possibly be that bad," replied Remus, glad that he was Tybalt.
"Yes it can," countered Gwen. "Did you even see who Romeo is?"
"Well… No, but perhaps you'll get lucky," said Remus.
"It's that bloody git Snape!" Exclaimed Gwen. That made the other Marauders grimace. "It's against everything the Marauders stand for…"
"We better go finish packing," was all James Replied and went off with Sirius and Peter.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The holidays were very slow. The three Gryffindors enjoyed having the Common Room to themselves and going outside where they didn't have to worry about any Slytherins jumping up behind them and pelting them with snowballs. (Though Aure would like that.) Their cheerful mood was abruptly interrupted when Gwen received an owl from home.
"I need to go home," Gwen told them quickly after reading through the letter twice. She had tears streaming down her face as she left the Common Room.
"What's wrong!?" Exclaimed Remus, running after her, and catching up to her. He had to hold her on the shoulders to keep her from running off. After catching her breath some, Gwen finally replied.
"It's my dad… He's really sick…"
A/N: K. Bit of a time skip otherwise it'll just drag on FOREVER… So I'll make it Christmas. (I have this all planned out… it's just too perfect. Well depending on your definition…) I was gonna do a Quidditch scene, but I'm not extremely good at them. Let's just say Gryffindor won. I'll do Quidditch Final though. I promise! Just be nice and review or my Dementor will hunt your dreams.
Disclaimer: I still don't own Professor Greenleaf. But Mariah Helms is an actual person who would make a great Drama teacher!
The rest autumn passed fast enough, and soon the school was covered in a blanket of snow and ice. Even the lake had frozen over enough that the students could skate on it without having to worry about the giant squid. And like usual, the Marauders could be found working on some new prank.
"We need to break our record for most dungbombs set off in one day without getting caught," said James. "Twenty just isn't enough…"
"Well if it weren't for Professor Greenleaf we would have beaten it by now," commented Peter. "She can hear a pin drop clear across the castle! We might have to wait until she leaves before we even try."
"Leaf, leaves," snickered James.
"Asinine Potter… Asinine… Hmm, How about over Christmas Break then? She'll probably go back to Mirkwood for Yule," replied Gwen. James watched her for a moment.
"Um… I hate to tell you Gwen, but Sirius, Peter and I are all leaving tomorrow. You're staying here?" Replied James.
Gwen looked at Sirius for a moment and then back at James. "Well I don't really want to face you-know-who about another-you-know-who that happens to live down the street from you-know-where and I just don't want to have to deal with it right now," replied Gwen. Only James seemed to understand what she could possibly mean.
"Very well. Hope you have a very Happy Holiday with Remus," said James with a grin.
"Oh… Lily is staying too," replied Gwen. James wasn't extremely happy from the looks of it from the expression on his face. "Her parents are going to go see Petunia over at Oxford. Why they would bother like a Muggle like that is beyond me…"
"She is still their daughter, Gwen. And they are muggles as well," replied Sirius.
"You're not asinine Padfoot, you're imbecile," replied Gwen. "I'm going off to study. Good luck on the Dungbombs."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Just before everyone was about to leave for the holidays, Professor Mariah Helms posted up the cast list for the newest play for Hogwarts, Romeo and Juliet. That in itself made the play interesting, without even looking at the list. The cast list made it even funnier.
"Forget it being a tragedy! With that list, it's gonna be a comedy!" Exclaimed Lucius at breakfast. Severus was looking down in his oatmeal. He had gotten the part of Romeo and though he hadn't even looked at the rest of the list, he already knew Juliet was going to be a Gryffindor. "Though I will say she defiantly couldn't have chosen a better Mercutio," added Lucius.
James was laughing, Sirius was snickering, and Remus just felt sorry. Gwen looked like she might be sick. "I didn't even try out for Juliet! I tried out for Lady Capulet!!!" Exclaimed Gwen.
"Gwen… Nobody tried out for Romeo or Juliet. Professor Helms just thought it would be a good idea to try and get the Slytherins and Gryffindors to get along better," replied Lily.
"I'm gonnnnnnnaaa diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!!!" sobbed Gwen.
"It can't possibly be that bad," replied Remus, glad that he was Tybalt.
"Yes it can," countered Gwen. "Did you even see who Romeo is?"
"Well… No, but perhaps you'll get lucky," said Remus.
"It's that bloody git Snape!" Exclaimed Gwen. That made the other Marauders grimace. "It's against everything the Marauders stand for…"
"We better go finish packing," was all James Replied and went off with Sirius and Peter.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The holidays were very slow. The three Gryffindors enjoyed having the Common Room to themselves and going outside where they didn't have to worry about any Slytherins jumping up behind them and pelting them with snowballs. (Though Aure would like that.) Their cheerful mood was abruptly interrupted when Gwen received an owl from home.
"I need to go home," Gwen told them quickly after reading through the letter twice. She had tears streaming down her face as she left the Common Room.
"What's wrong!?" Exclaimed Remus, running after her, and catching up to her. He had to hold her on the shoulders to keep her from running off. After catching her breath some, Gwen finally replied.
"It's my dad… He's really sick…"