Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Note: I was reading an interview with J.K. Rowling and she said that James was a Chaser. So terribly sorry about that, I will use that in future chapters. Thanks again for reviewing!


Dear Diary,

Today at dinner James and Sirius came over (much to my surprise) and whispered with identical grins, "Watch Snape carefully this evening." Sirius winked and James' grin grew wider. "We're going to get him back for what he did to you." I blushed. I didn't want them to get in trouble because of me! "No you don't have-" I stammered, but Sirius cut me off with an extravagant wave of his hand and he straightened up.

"Nonsense, my dear Miss Evans, we were getting bored anyways. We haven't done anything to him in what? Two weeks?" He fixed his face into a look of mock horror. Raine, who was sitting next to ne, giggled and Sirius looked at her startled. I guess he hadn't realized she was there. His face broke back into his cocky smile and as they walked away, James whispered in my ear, "Snape needs a make over don't you think?"

I kept my eye on Snape the entire meal. It wasn't until desert that I noticed an aerosol can of what looked to be hair spray floating slowly towards the Slytherin table followed closely by a tube of lipstick. My mouth fell open and was quickly filled with laughter. I looked over and saw James holding his wand under the table. He caught my eye and winked.
Do not get red, I commanded my cheeks. Surprisingly they obeyed and I gathered enough courage to smile secretively and wink back. I still am shocked I was able to do that. Maybe my Gryffindor side is finally kicking in!

The hair spray floated by, unnoticed by any Slytherins. From the corner of my eye, I saw Remus take out his wand and begin flicking it slightly. A piece of Snape's hair slowly began to twist and turn, and the airborne hairspray gave a squirt, freezing the lock of hair in place. By now I had figured out that Sirius was piloting the lipstick, and it stopped a few inches from Snape's face. Luckily, everyone at the Slytherin table was examining some new gift that Lucius Malfoy, the Slytherin prefect, had received and weren't paying attention to Snape, who was writing something down intently.

Sirius nudged Remus, who tapped his wand softly and a piece of Snape's hair fell in his face. Before Snape could push his hair out of his eyes, Sirius had swiftly swiped the lipstick, unnoticed, along his bottom lip, which was now bright red. Half of Snape's hair was already in tight curls thanks to James' spraying and he looked quite amusing. Raine and I were laughing and she whispered to me, "I should ask Remus to curl my hair, he does a pretty good job." Another section of Snape's hair fell into his eyes and Sirius colored the top lip while James sprayed the last section of hair that Peter had started to curl. He looked like a black haired version of Marilyn Monroe with an exceedingly long nose.

The Fab Four hurriedly brought the beauty products back and stuffed them into their robes, laughing madly. Raine couldn't take her eyes off Snape, and she kept pressing her hand to her mouth to keep from erupting, but finally she couldn't take it anymore and the laughs just burst. Raine has the loudest laughs I have ever heard. Half the Great Hall swung around! Snape's head jerked up and his eyes slid over the rest of the Gryffindor table before falling on Raine. Her eyes grew wide, and her laughs stopped momentarily. He smirked, baring his teeth. Raine and I suddenly toppled off our chairs we were laughing so hard. Sirius hadn't done such a great job with the lipstick- he had
smeared red gunk all over Snape's teeth! Raine and I were rolling on the floor, clutching our stomachs. Snape meanwhile had figured out something was wrong and he gave a roar of anger and he furiously tried to wipe the greasy red lipstick off. Haha...its still hysterical, I can't get over how funny it was. Revenge is sweet. Especially when you don't get caught. I think Headmaster and some of the Professors knew (or at least suspected) who did it, but they didn't say anything. I think they thought it was funny. McGonagall was laughing!

Good night Diary, I will write more later.

Lily