First of all... replies to the reviews!!!!
The Wolf of Were - Yeah I know! Icky disgusting Slytherins... poor Remus! *hugs Remus tightly*
Ladyassassin - *drops in dead faint* Another stupid brain malfunction! I dunno why I went and spelt Lucious instead of Lucius! ARGH... *tries to strangle self* Anywayz, of course I'm going to write more, you bet!
Happy Kid - Lol, cute pen name!! I don't know why people haven't reviewed either (=P), and I enjoy the a/n convo too! Thanks!
Ophel McNeil - Thankies!!!!
And now... ON WITH THE STORY!!!
.:|Chapter Two|:.
SPLASH!!!!
Three gigantic buckets of altered and pink Madame Rosette's Magical Hair Dyes glunked down onto the six Slytherins' heads as they entered the Transfiguration classroom. They stood, fuming from head to toe as they glared at the four Marauders. Peter was laughing so hard that he had to clutch his stomach, and Sirius and James were practically howling, holding on to each other for support as tears ran down their cheeks, their bodies shaking from racking laughter. Even Remus, who usually only smiled on pranks, was laughing, though in a very surpressed manner. Snape and Malfoy pulled out their wands, and tried every single charm they could think of, attempting, but in vain, to remove the horrible, hot pink dye from their hair. Lastrange snarled menacingly as he stalked over to the laughing Marauders.
"I KNEW YOU DID IT! IT MUST HAVE BEEN YOU!!!" he roared at the offending four. Sirius, between chokes of laughter, managed to blink out innocently, "What? Wha-what did we-we do?" before collapsing in another tidal round of laughter.
Snape came over as well, the dye now being dried considerably. "HOW DO YOU REMOVE IT??" he yelled, his eyes livid with anger. Peter tried to speak, but the sight of a red eyed Snape with pink hair to adorn its head was such a funny sight, that he was laughing so hard that it was without sound, let alone explaining anything to six furious fifth year Slytherins.
By now, the entire population of fifth years present in the classroom and also the ones who had just entered had absorbed the entire episode into their minds, and were laughing alongside the Marauders, clutching at tables and friends' shoulders, doing their best not to topple over in their spindly stools.
"What is all this about?"
A cross Professor McGonagall was standing in the doorway, thin lipped and creased forehead as she observed the whole scene that was displayed before her. Once she got everything sorted out in her mind, her eyes quickly snapped to James Potter, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, and Remus Lupin. "Mr Potter! Mr Black! Mr Pettigrew! Mr Lupin! Come over here!" she barked as she marched over to her desk at the front of the classroom. Still trying to save themselves from stumbling at the sight of the six furious Slytherins, the called four made their way to the front of the classroom.
Professor McGonagall eyed them from thick black rimmed spectacles. "I take it that this is yet another idea of an amusing joke of yours, Mr Black?" she addressed Sirius semi-coldly, though inside she was fighting the ever growing urge to bawl at the Slytherin's humility. Sirius didn't try to deny it - pranks like these, when they planned them, they were already expecting detetions and the like. "Yes, Professor," said a choking Sirius. The professor gave him an icy glare. "Very well then. Mr Potter, Mr Black and Mr Pettigrew will meet me, tonight, at 8:00 in the Entrace Hall. I will then tell you of your respective punishments. Mr Lupin, you will be excused."
Tonight was the full moon, and as usual, Remus had to go to the Shrieking Shack for his monthly transformations. When the lesson was over, and the four Marauders were walking back to Gryffindor tower to put away their stuff and go down to the Great Hall for supper, Sirius said, anxiously, to Remus, "What about tonight? McGonagall doesn't know what we do each full moon with you, so we can't be with you tonight when you transform." "Maybe we can just make up something to McGonagall," suggested James. "No need," said Remus. "I'll be fine. It's okay. Besides, I don't think McGonagall would be subject to any excuse, considering the consequences." "What do you mean?" "That the excuse should come from either of you, it must be an excuse to do something else. Probably something that will break the rules. You know, that is probably a generally agreed statement between the Hogwarts Staff."
Sirius scowled along with James. Remus ignored them. "But will you be okay?" asked Peter anxiously. "Yeah, I'll be fine," reassured Remus. "You sure?" asked Sirius again. "Yes, I'm sure." "Very sure?" "Yes, Siri." "Very very sure?" "Y-es, Padfoot." "Very very ver-" "I already said yes for three times, Sirius. I didn't know that your hearing was *that* bad."
"I was just trying to make sure that you'll be fine," whined Sirius. Remus laughed. "Yes, I'm very, very, very sure I'll be fine, Siri dear," he said absentmindedly as he climbed through the portrait hole and into the Gryffindor Tower after James had muttered the password. "No need to bother me about this anymore, Siri."
Sirius just grumbled.
*****
"Sure you'll be okay, Rem?" asked Sirius yet again. All through supper, Sirius, and sometimes James and Peter, had asked Remus that question over and over again, summing up to at least twenty times in total. But composed, calm and patient Remus didn't seem to be annoyed what so ever. Sirius admired him for that.
Remus gave him another smile. Sirius shivered, feeling slightly aroused. "Yes, I'm sure, Siri," he said again. "All right then." At this point, they were on the verge of the Entrance Hall. "See you," called Remus as he walked other way, out the great oak front doors, and towards the Whomping Willow, where Professor Gilbone, the Herbology teacher, was waiting for him.
The dog animagus stared after the werewolf. "Oh come on, Padfoot," said James. "We've well made sure that he'll be okay. Can hardly doubt that, can you, with him answering us all those times."
Sirius heaved a sigh. "Okay then. Let's go in, or else we'll get another detention from McGonagall for being late."
Sorry guys, but that's it for this chapter! *evil grin* You'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out something BIG that's going to happen... to... not tellin'! ((By the way, there'll be an a/n convo at the end of each chappie for you to enjoy!))
By the way, in the story, words in between two *s are meant to be said in itailcs. But in a/n convo however, between two *s is, yes, said in italics, but between FOUR *s, it's the action. Starting from this chappie!! =P
Sirius: *Why* do *I* have to be the one who's always whining and all that??
Wolfress: Because that's your character, dear.
Remus: **fakes jealousy** Hey... why are you calling *him* dear? **fake hurt voice**
Wolfress: Aww... here, lemme comfort you. **Gives a kiss to Remus on his cheek**
Remus: Ah, that's better. **Returns kiss**
Sirius: **scowl**
