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CHAPTER 3- A TROUBLE-MAKER'S JOB IS NEVER DONE
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"The greasy old git, now I know where Snivellus gets it from!" Spat Sirius, trotting along side Remus and James, as Peter's stubby legs tried to carry him fast enough to keep up.
They turned a few corridors, climbed a set of stairs that were 1/2 way through shifting from one door to another, and hopped instinctively over a trick step.
"Obviously, but we've got to put up with him for the rest of our Hogwarts years, we have to take Potions all the way through...." Remus added, groaning.
As they came upon the portrait of the fat lady, "Password?" she asked, as usual, and Peter's tiny voice immediately said, "Hungarian Horntail!"
"We'll make him pay for sure..." James continued, "One the map is done..."
"I-I've been thinking guys..." Peter squeaked from behind, "I-I mean, we know people can't see our map without the password, b-but what if someone catches on to what it is?"
"Good point Wormtail..." James said, scratching his chin and staring at Peter with a contemplative look. He glanced idly around the common room, grumbling that someone had stolen their seats by the fire.
"We could make it seem like something else!" Remus said with a wide grin.
"Precisely Moony, but what?" Sirius said, pushing James aside while he wasn't looking, and taking on the same stance his best friend had before, scratching his chin.
The 4 paused for a moment, obviously thinking hard, Sirius still scratching his chin, James fiddling with the golden snitch he nicked from the Quidditch shed, Remus fiddling with a hole in one of his robes, and Peter trying to find a cookie he had stuffed in his pocket last week.
Snapping his fingers together, Remus looked brightly at the rest of the group.
"Easy enough!" Remus said, now pushing Sirius aside, with a chuckle, "It's a map for mischief-makers, so it should sound like a mischief-maker sounds!"
"And what exactly do we say when someone goes nosing into our business?" James said.
"We tell them they're nosey prats." Sirius said, tilting his head to the side so his obsidian bangs all shifted to cover one eye.
"And what else?" Remus said, shuffling through his bag to find a quill and peace of parchment.
"Well, usually we insult 'em a bit..." Peter said, grinning from ear to ear.
"Like?"
"You should get your slimy nose away from this thing else you cover it in great grease marks!" James piped up, and Sirius cast him an approving nod.
And so it went, insults being written down on a piece of parchment by Moony. Things like "Msr. Wormtail would like to say that ________ should wash his greasy hair!" and "Msr. Prongs would like to completely agree with Msr. Wormtail, and adds that maybe a shrinking charm on ______'s great ski- slope might do him some good." being the most prominent. As the 4 wrote and burst into laughter as one of them would pipe of a particularly nasty comment.
"James! The Yule Ball is tomorrow night don't forget!" Lily giggled as she dashed over from the girl's dormitory steps, smiling brightly, "What colour are your dress robes? I can dress to match!"
"Urm.. Green." He said, "Emerald green..." Sirius sniggering behind his back.
"Fantastic! Green brings out my eyes!" Lily giggled once more, leaning in and giving James a peck on the cheek. She turned on her heal and darted up the steps, nearly bowling over a group of first years as she went.
"James is gonna get lucky tomorrow night!" Sirius said, nudging James with his elbow and smiling widely, the grin absorbing his pale eyes.
"Oh shut it you great prat!" James said, his voice full of laughter as he nudged back.
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Short chapter, I'm running low on things to do, and I'm heading out in a few minutes, so, sorry!
"The greasy old git, now I know where Snivellus gets it from!" Spat Sirius, trotting along side Remus and James, as Peter's stubby legs tried to carry him fast enough to keep up.
They turned a few corridors, climbed a set of stairs that were 1/2 way through shifting from one door to another, and hopped instinctively over a trick step.
"Obviously, but we've got to put up with him for the rest of our Hogwarts years, we have to take Potions all the way through...." Remus added, groaning.
As they came upon the portrait of the fat lady, "Password?" she asked, as usual, and Peter's tiny voice immediately said, "Hungarian Horntail!"
"We'll make him pay for sure..." James continued, "One the map is done..."
"I-I've been thinking guys..." Peter squeaked from behind, "I-I mean, we know people can't see our map without the password, b-but what if someone catches on to what it is?"
"Good point Wormtail..." James said, scratching his chin and staring at Peter with a contemplative look. He glanced idly around the common room, grumbling that someone had stolen their seats by the fire.
"We could make it seem like something else!" Remus said with a wide grin.
"Precisely Moony, but what?" Sirius said, pushing James aside while he wasn't looking, and taking on the same stance his best friend had before, scratching his chin.
The 4 paused for a moment, obviously thinking hard, Sirius still scratching his chin, James fiddling with the golden snitch he nicked from the Quidditch shed, Remus fiddling with a hole in one of his robes, and Peter trying to find a cookie he had stuffed in his pocket last week.
Snapping his fingers together, Remus looked brightly at the rest of the group.
"Easy enough!" Remus said, now pushing Sirius aside, with a chuckle, "It's a map for mischief-makers, so it should sound like a mischief-maker sounds!"
"And what exactly do we say when someone goes nosing into our business?" James said.
"We tell them they're nosey prats." Sirius said, tilting his head to the side so his obsidian bangs all shifted to cover one eye.
"And what else?" Remus said, shuffling through his bag to find a quill and peace of parchment.
"Well, usually we insult 'em a bit..." Peter said, grinning from ear to ear.
"Like?"
"You should get your slimy nose away from this thing else you cover it in great grease marks!" James piped up, and Sirius cast him an approving nod.
And so it went, insults being written down on a piece of parchment by Moony. Things like "Msr. Wormtail would like to say that ________ should wash his greasy hair!" and "Msr. Prongs would like to completely agree with Msr. Wormtail, and adds that maybe a shrinking charm on ______'s great ski- slope might do him some good." being the most prominent. As the 4 wrote and burst into laughter as one of them would pipe of a particularly nasty comment.
"James! The Yule Ball is tomorrow night don't forget!" Lily giggled as she dashed over from the girl's dormitory steps, smiling brightly, "What colour are your dress robes? I can dress to match!"
"Urm.. Green." He said, "Emerald green..." Sirius sniggering behind his back.
"Fantastic! Green brings out my eyes!" Lily giggled once more, leaning in and giving James a peck on the cheek. She turned on her heal and darted up the steps, nearly bowling over a group of first years as she went.
"James is gonna get lucky tomorrow night!" Sirius said, nudging James with his elbow and smiling widely, the grin absorbing his pale eyes.
"Oh shut it you great prat!" James said, his voice full of laughter as he nudged back.
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Short chapter, I'm running low on things to do, and I'm heading out in a few minutes, so, sorry!