Chapter 14: The Ball Continued.
Disclaimer: Same thing as I put all the time..thanks to all the kind reviewers ( Sorry for the long wait. No cliffy, or at least I don't think so.
The Ball Continued.
Sirius decided to make a beeline to the drink table, to check whether Peter had carried out the spiking potion plan correctly. Peter had begged to do it, so Sirius had grudgingly let him, after much persuasion from James and Remus. He saw Peter standing there, assumed the job was done from the wink that Peter gave Sirius. He got a cup, filled it, and drank it, as all the rushing about had gotten him rather thirsty.
He thought the punch tasted a bit funny, Peter had probably put too much alcohol, he groaned, the stupid rat had done even the simplest thing wrong, but as he caught sight of a pretty brunette walking past, he decided to be merciful.
As he ambled along, he accidentally bumped into Becky, who had just finished her punch. Becky toppled onto the floor and Sirius immediately bent down to help her up, and with a mischievous grin, slipped some slime which he got from Zonkos and kept with him all the time onto her hair.
"Sorry about that." Becky stammered, for some strange reason she felt very high just being next to him.
"No problem milady," Sirius bowed, helped her up and went his way to the brunette. He didn't really find Becky attractive anymore, he was more keen on brunettes, not blondes. Hmm..maybe Kim? Black hair.exotic. He licked his lips and walked to where he thought Kim might have been.
"I can't believe Sirius bumped into me!" Becky squealed to herself, and hurried off, hoping to find Lily or Kim to share her joy with. Sirius had even looked at her with that mischievous suggestive look, did he like her back? She didn't' even notice the snickers she received as she made her way about, looking for either Lily or Kim. Neither did she notice that her hair was slowly turning into tiny slugs, tiny golden slugs, and that her hair was slowly slipping off her head, forming a trail behind her.
MEANWHILE
James made his way to the drink table (they all loved going there apparently, okay shutting up..) and saw Pete there smiling like an idiot. "Did you spike the punch?" He asked, rather wearily, and Peter nodded happily.
"But there wasn't enough of the alcohol so I added in the red potion that was on the shelf, because it is red just like punch, am I smart or what?" Peter boasted, and James immediately dropped the cup that he was holding, choking out the punch.
"THE PERSONALITY REVERSAL POTION?" James roared, in a high state of panic.
"Well.it had P, P for Punch right?" Peter explained stupidly, feeling rather confused.
"NO! EMPTY THE PUNCHBOWL! EMPTY IT!"
"NO! YOU PEOPLE ARE ALWAYS PUSHING ME AROUND! I'M NOT TAKING IT ANYMORE!" The effect of the punch had kicked in for the usually mild mannered Peter and he was now livid.
"YOU IDIOT! YOU BLOODY IDIOT! WHERE'S THE ANTIDOTE!"
"DON'T YELL AT ME! I DON'T' LIKE IT!"
James just threw up his hands in the air and dashed off, he could already feel it coming over him. Damn that potion, it always had worked very fast on people with strong characters, and especially for boys, as the Marauders had concocted it for Lucius and Snape.
"THAT'S RIGHT POTTER! RUN AWAY!" Peter yelled, helping himself to more punch, happy with the effects of his voice. Needless to say, he steadily got more and more aggressive, pushing many people away from the punch bowl, and getting into many fights. However, rage was with him, and all the years of feelings of being suppressed managed to make him a winner, and it also earned him a black eye.
James dashed off, as fast as he could, heading for the portrait of the knight who was now drinking pumpkin juice. It swung aside immediately. The knight recognized any of the marauders, even Peter, and always let them in, as he knew that the precious few seconds they might use telling him the password could cost them a detention. Well, in the case of Sirius, Sirius did love getting detentions, but the knight never was too bright, and one command, "just open when you see us" was enough for his brain. In fact, his stupidity could only rival Peter's and that's saying something.
James could feel himself having a certain hate towards Lily, a deep intense hate and hastily suppressed it, where was that antidote? He ran his fingers thought his hair as he searched for it, finally finding it on a shelf. He grabbed it and also saw the bottle with P on it, P for personality reversal potion. The bottle was empty, and he growled, knowing that the effects of that potion was hard to reverse. The marauders themselves had concocted, and made sure it was "extra strong" for their friends of yore, the Slytherins.
"DAMN that Peter." He snarled, the aggressive nature kicking in too. James was always rather peaceful, despite all the pranks he pulled on people, he never intentionally hurt people, even the Slytherins. In that way, he differed from Sirius, who had the tendency to act on impulse, and little did they know, that would get them into trouble soon.
He quickly drank a few drops of the antidote, Remus had forced them to make the remedy, just in case something unthinkable happened. James and Sirius had scoffed, calling Remus a worrywart, but now he was thanking his lucky stars. They had made the antidote as strong as the potion, so with a few drops, James felt himself return to normal. Well as normal as a wizard could be.
"Poor Remus," James sighed, he looked out the window from the secret room and saw the full moon, "Remus must be having a hell of a time in the shack."
As he said that, he slipped out of the room, ready with his wand and armed with the bottle of antidote to pour into the punch bowl, hopefully he would be able to cure everybody who had had the effects of the potion. Well, even if he couldn't' the effects wore off after 2 hours, so it would not be too bad. He corrected himself as he strode into the Great Hall, hopefully it would not be too bad. He could already see couples fighting and he could see a crowd of people near the drink station, no doubt Peter was creating some trouble.
"If only Remus were here, why did you have to go to the Shack TONIGHT?" James muttered, as he got ready to be beaten up by the now ferocious Peter.
AHAHAHHAAHAHAH.SEE? IT'S NOT REMUS! REMUS IS IN THE SHACK! OR IS HE...
Disclaimer: Same thing as I put all the time..thanks to all the kind reviewers ( Sorry for the long wait. No cliffy, or at least I don't think so.
The Ball Continued.
Sirius decided to make a beeline to the drink table, to check whether Peter had carried out the spiking potion plan correctly. Peter had begged to do it, so Sirius had grudgingly let him, after much persuasion from James and Remus. He saw Peter standing there, assumed the job was done from the wink that Peter gave Sirius. He got a cup, filled it, and drank it, as all the rushing about had gotten him rather thirsty.
He thought the punch tasted a bit funny, Peter had probably put too much alcohol, he groaned, the stupid rat had done even the simplest thing wrong, but as he caught sight of a pretty brunette walking past, he decided to be merciful.
As he ambled along, he accidentally bumped into Becky, who had just finished her punch. Becky toppled onto the floor and Sirius immediately bent down to help her up, and with a mischievous grin, slipped some slime which he got from Zonkos and kept with him all the time onto her hair.
"Sorry about that." Becky stammered, for some strange reason she felt very high just being next to him.
"No problem milady," Sirius bowed, helped her up and went his way to the brunette. He didn't really find Becky attractive anymore, he was more keen on brunettes, not blondes. Hmm..maybe Kim? Black hair.exotic. He licked his lips and walked to where he thought Kim might have been.
"I can't believe Sirius bumped into me!" Becky squealed to herself, and hurried off, hoping to find Lily or Kim to share her joy with. Sirius had even looked at her with that mischievous suggestive look, did he like her back? She didn't' even notice the snickers she received as she made her way about, looking for either Lily or Kim. Neither did she notice that her hair was slowly turning into tiny slugs, tiny golden slugs, and that her hair was slowly slipping off her head, forming a trail behind her.
MEANWHILE
James made his way to the drink table (they all loved going there apparently, okay shutting up..) and saw Pete there smiling like an idiot. "Did you spike the punch?" He asked, rather wearily, and Peter nodded happily.
"But there wasn't enough of the alcohol so I added in the red potion that was on the shelf, because it is red just like punch, am I smart or what?" Peter boasted, and James immediately dropped the cup that he was holding, choking out the punch.
"THE PERSONALITY REVERSAL POTION?" James roared, in a high state of panic.
"Well.it had P, P for Punch right?" Peter explained stupidly, feeling rather confused.
"NO! EMPTY THE PUNCHBOWL! EMPTY IT!"
"NO! YOU PEOPLE ARE ALWAYS PUSHING ME AROUND! I'M NOT TAKING IT ANYMORE!" The effect of the punch had kicked in for the usually mild mannered Peter and he was now livid.
"YOU IDIOT! YOU BLOODY IDIOT! WHERE'S THE ANTIDOTE!"
"DON'T YELL AT ME! I DON'T' LIKE IT!"
James just threw up his hands in the air and dashed off, he could already feel it coming over him. Damn that potion, it always had worked very fast on people with strong characters, and especially for boys, as the Marauders had concocted it for Lucius and Snape.
"THAT'S RIGHT POTTER! RUN AWAY!" Peter yelled, helping himself to more punch, happy with the effects of his voice. Needless to say, he steadily got more and more aggressive, pushing many people away from the punch bowl, and getting into many fights. However, rage was with him, and all the years of feelings of being suppressed managed to make him a winner, and it also earned him a black eye.
James dashed off, as fast as he could, heading for the portrait of the knight who was now drinking pumpkin juice. It swung aside immediately. The knight recognized any of the marauders, even Peter, and always let them in, as he knew that the precious few seconds they might use telling him the password could cost them a detention. Well, in the case of Sirius, Sirius did love getting detentions, but the knight never was too bright, and one command, "just open when you see us" was enough for his brain. In fact, his stupidity could only rival Peter's and that's saying something.
James could feel himself having a certain hate towards Lily, a deep intense hate and hastily suppressed it, where was that antidote? He ran his fingers thought his hair as he searched for it, finally finding it on a shelf. He grabbed it and also saw the bottle with P on it, P for personality reversal potion. The bottle was empty, and he growled, knowing that the effects of that potion was hard to reverse. The marauders themselves had concocted, and made sure it was "extra strong" for their friends of yore, the Slytherins.
"DAMN that Peter." He snarled, the aggressive nature kicking in too. James was always rather peaceful, despite all the pranks he pulled on people, he never intentionally hurt people, even the Slytherins. In that way, he differed from Sirius, who had the tendency to act on impulse, and little did they know, that would get them into trouble soon.
He quickly drank a few drops of the antidote, Remus had forced them to make the remedy, just in case something unthinkable happened. James and Sirius had scoffed, calling Remus a worrywart, but now he was thanking his lucky stars. They had made the antidote as strong as the potion, so with a few drops, James felt himself return to normal. Well as normal as a wizard could be.
"Poor Remus," James sighed, he looked out the window from the secret room and saw the full moon, "Remus must be having a hell of a time in the shack."
As he said that, he slipped out of the room, ready with his wand and armed with the bottle of antidote to pour into the punch bowl, hopefully he would be able to cure everybody who had had the effects of the potion. Well, even if he couldn't' the effects wore off after 2 hours, so it would not be too bad. He corrected himself as he strode into the Great Hall, hopefully it would not be too bad. He could already see couples fighting and he could see a crowd of people near the drink station, no doubt Peter was creating some trouble.
"If only Remus were here, why did you have to go to the Shack TONIGHT?" James muttered, as he got ready to be beaten up by the now ferocious Peter.
AHAHAHHAAHAHAH.SEE? IT'S NOT REMUS! REMUS IS IN THE SHACK! OR IS HE...
