NEXT DAY…
"This is interesting. It's the dress rehearsal and we're still using the scripts." Lily noted. "Isn't opening night tomorrow?" She asked.
"Yup. But it's just gonna be us, the other grades are doing it later." Jezzebel said.
"Wait. We're going to be performing in front of the entire school, thus humiliating ourselves, and there aren't going to be any other shows following us!" Narcissa snapped.
"Well the second years weren't ready yet." Jezzebel explained.
"We're not ready yet!" Lily pointed out.
"But they're less ready. They just got the penguins in today. They're doing Mr. Popper's Penguins, and I guess it takes awhile to learn how to work with live animals." Jezzebel explained.
"That explains the random penguins swimming in the lake." Lily muttered.
"Help! Help me!" Frank screamed, running through the room. Three penguins were chasing him, more specifically the ham sandwich he had in his hand.
"Just drop the bloody sandwich Frank!" James suggested.
"I'm hungry!" He answered.
"Is it worth your life man?!" Sirius asked.
"It's a good sandwich!" He climbed up the curtains. "Ha! Penguins can't fly!"
"Wizarding penguins can Frank…" Remus muttered.
"Ah! It hurts! Ah!"
"Looks like another one for the hospital wing." Remus noted.
"At least he's only an extra, not a lead." Peter noted.
All of the first years were looking up, then down slightly, then cringed and looked away.
"I knew the penguins could fly, but I didn't think Frank could." Natasha noted.
"He couldn't Tash. That's why he fell." Lydia responded.
"It makes sense." Natasha said.
"Will someone escort Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing please?" Dumbledore asked. The pirates all kicked Remus forward.
"I volunteer, I guess." He said, helping Frank up. A penguin honked at him. "You already got his sandwich."
"I think they want a sacrifice." Peter muttered.
"Alright. Tonight for the dress rehearsal, you're going to need to be wearing your full costumes and make up." Dumbledore explained.
"It gets worse than this?" Narcissa asked.
"I have with me Professor McGonagall, here to transfigure the extra limbs onto the leads."
"No." Narcissa said flatly.
"Yes." Dumbeldore insisted.
"You can't make me do it." She insisted.
"Actually we can. See, we made you sign these contracts saying if you were injured during the making of the play, you couldn't sue the school and there's some fine print on the costumes." Jezzebel said, holding up a piece of parchment and a microscope.
"Well I'll be damned. If I don't get the limbs added, you'll get my soul?" Narcissa asked.
"I've been collecting them. I have twenty three so far. And a lot of the people who gave them to me don't even remember it. Or they didn't know they were giving it to me when they did." Jezzebel answered.
"You're not going to remove my arms and legs, are you?" Lucius asked fearfully.
"No, duct tape." She squeaked.
"Y-you can get rid of them. I don't mind."
"No, you'd look odd without them." Jezzebel said.
"Right. And I'll look normal with extra hands?" Narcissa snapped.
"But you're always pretty Cissy."
"Call me that again and I'll strangle you. And I'll have four hands to do it with!"
THE NEXT MORNING…
"Dumbledore, I heard a rumor that opening night has been delayed a week…" Lily said timidly.
"Yes. It seems last night several of the penguins broke loose and attacked the Slytherin dorm. It seems the only one of the boys who made it out okay was Mr. Mystique. The penguins are still loose in the school somewhere and we dare not proceed without several of our leads and the penguins causing a threat."
"So…I have to walk around with six extra legs for an extra week?!" Lily shrieked.
"Look on the bright side, more time to learn your lines." Dumbledore said optimistically. Narcissa threw a muffin at his head. "Ooo…muffins."
Meanwhile at the Gryffindor table, the Marauders were having a discussion about the Penguin attack.
"It was Lorn." Remus said flatly.
"You have no proof." Sirius noted.
"He was the only one who wasn't hurt, he's psycho and he hates his roommates. I think he's got control of the penguins, so stay on his good side. He doesn't like you James." Remus noted.
"I know that! Although he doesn't know my name so maybe he won't be able to get them to attack me." James said hopfully.
"Uh…James?" Sirius said in a concerned tone. He pointed up with a fork. There was a penguin fluttering above him holding a lead pipe. James jumped out of his seat, and the pipe landed on his chair, breaking it in half. Everyone at the table jumped out of their seats while the penguin flew out the open window.
"Maybe we should make it two weeks."
"The hell you will!" Narcissa screamed.
"Lily, what are you doing?" James asked.
"I can walk on walls." She said, going up the wall to the ceiling. "If I didn't look so terrible, this wouldn't be so bad. Although the Hufflepuffs jumping onto my back for rides is starting to get annoying."
"Alright then."
"Careful Jeremy, there's a penguin coming." Lily warned.
"My name is James!"
"Jeremy's really taking this play to heart." Lily muttered, while everyone in the hall broke out into song and James buried his head in his hands.
LATER…
"I can't believe we're not allowed to leave our common rooms." Peter complained.
"Well it's that or be attacked by psychotic penguins." Remus noted. "I think the downside is that the Slytherins released from the hospital wing have to stay with us. I don't like the way Romulus is looking at me."
"That can be taken in-"
"Shut up Jeremy!" Sirius shouted. James paused, and made some of those loveable clicking noises. "S-sorry." Sirius stammered.
James dove onto Sirius and started slamming his head against the stone floor. They managed to pull James off when he was chewing on Sirius' arm.
"MY NAME IS JAMES!! MY NAME IS JAMES!!"
"Someone get Madam Pomfrey, he needs a sedative!" Peter squeaked.
"JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMES!!!! JAAAAAAAAAAMES!!"
"Oh shut up Jeremy!" Lily called from across the room.
James started screaming and yelping, breaking free of Sirius and Remus, who had been trying to hold him down. He ran around in circles, before running into a wall and knocking himself unconscious. The Slytherins started poking him with crutches.
"So, is the Gryffindor common room always this interesting?" Lorn asked.
"Well…actually yes. We've had a monsoon here." Lily said.
"Huh."
"Yup."
"Indeed."
"This is interesting. It's the dress rehearsal and we're still using the scripts." Lily noted. "Isn't opening night tomorrow?" She asked.
"Yup. But it's just gonna be us, the other grades are doing it later." Jezzebel said.
"Wait. We're going to be performing in front of the entire school, thus humiliating ourselves, and there aren't going to be any other shows following us!" Narcissa snapped.
"Well the second years weren't ready yet." Jezzebel explained.
"We're not ready yet!" Lily pointed out.
"But they're less ready. They just got the penguins in today. They're doing Mr. Popper's Penguins, and I guess it takes awhile to learn how to work with live animals." Jezzebel explained.
"That explains the random penguins swimming in the lake." Lily muttered.
"Help! Help me!" Frank screamed, running through the room. Three penguins were chasing him, more specifically the ham sandwich he had in his hand.
"Just drop the bloody sandwich Frank!" James suggested.
"I'm hungry!" He answered.
"Is it worth your life man?!" Sirius asked.
"It's a good sandwich!" He climbed up the curtains. "Ha! Penguins can't fly!"
"Wizarding penguins can Frank…" Remus muttered.
"Ah! It hurts! Ah!"
"Looks like another one for the hospital wing." Remus noted.
"At least he's only an extra, not a lead." Peter noted.
All of the first years were looking up, then down slightly, then cringed and looked away.
"I knew the penguins could fly, but I didn't think Frank could." Natasha noted.
"He couldn't Tash. That's why he fell." Lydia responded.
"It makes sense." Natasha said.
"Will someone escort Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing please?" Dumbledore asked. The pirates all kicked Remus forward.
"I volunteer, I guess." He said, helping Frank up. A penguin honked at him. "You already got his sandwich."
"I think they want a sacrifice." Peter muttered.
"Alright. Tonight for the dress rehearsal, you're going to need to be wearing your full costumes and make up." Dumbledore explained.
"It gets worse than this?" Narcissa asked.
"I have with me Professor McGonagall, here to transfigure the extra limbs onto the leads."
"No." Narcissa said flatly.
"Yes." Dumbeldore insisted.
"You can't make me do it." She insisted.
"Actually we can. See, we made you sign these contracts saying if you were injured during the making of the play, you couldn't sue the school and there's some fine print on the costumes." Jezzebel said, holding up a piece of parchment and a microscope.
"Well I'll be damned. If I don't get the limbs added, you'll get my soul?" Narcissa asked.
"I've been collecting them. I have twenty three so far. And a lot of the people who gave them to me don't even remember it. Or they didn't know they were giving it to me when they did." Jezzebel answered.
"You're not going to remove my arms and legs, are you?" Lucius asked fearfully.
"No, duct tape." She squeaked.
"Y-you can get rid of them. I don't mind."
"No, you'd look odd without them." Jezzebel said.
"Right. And I'll look normal with extra hands?" Narcissa snapped.
"But you're always pretty Cissy."
"Call me that again and I'll strangle you. And I'll have four hands to do it with!"
THE NEXT MORNING…
"Dumbledore, I heard a rumor that opening night has been delayed a week…" Lily said timidly.
"Yes. It seems last night several of the penguins broke loose and attacked the Slytherin dorm. It seems the only one of the boys who made it out okay was Mr. Mystique. The penguins are still loose in the school somewhere and we dare not proceed without several of our leads and the penguins causing a threat."
"So…I have to walk around with six extra legs for an extra week?!" Lily shrieked.
"Look on the bright side, more time to learn your lines." Dumbledore said optimistically. Narcissa threw a muffin at his head. "Ooo…muffins."
Meanwhile at the Gryffindor table, the Marauders were having a discussion about the Penguin attack.
"It was Lorn." Remus said flatly.
"You have no proof." Sirius noted.
"He was the only one who wasn't hurt, he's psycho and he hates his roommates. I think he's got control of the penguins, so stay on his good side. He doesn't like you James." Remus noted.
"I know that! Although he doesn't know my name so maybe he won't be able to get them to attack me." James said hopfully.
"Uh…James?" Sirius said in a concerned tone. He pointed up with a fork. There was a penguin fluttering above him holding a lead pipe. James jumped out of his seat, and the pipe landed on his chair, breaking it in half. Everyone at the table jumped out of their seats while the penguin flew out the open window.
"Maybe we should make it two weeks."
"The hell you will!" Narcissa screamed.
"Lily, what are you doing?" James asked.
"I can walk on walls." She said, going up the wall to the ceiling. "If I didn't look so terrible, this wouldn't be so bad. Although the Hufflepuffs jumping onto my back for rides is starting to get annoying."
"Alright then."
"Careful Jeremy, there's a penguin coming." Lily warned.
"My name is James!"
"Jeremy's really taking this play to heart." Lily muttered, while everyone in the hall broke out into song and James buried his head in his hands.
LATER…
"I can't believe we're not allowed to leave our common rooms." Peter complained.
"Well it's that or be attacked by psychotic penguins." Remus noted. "I think the downside is that the Slytherins released from the hospital wing have to stay with us. I don't like the way Romulus is looking at me."
"That can be taken in-"
"Shut up Jeremy!" Sirius shouted. James paused, and made some of those loveable clicking noises. "S-sorry." Sirius stammered.
James dove onto Sirius and started slamming his head against the stone floor. They managed to pull James off when he was chewing on Sirius' arm.
"MY NAME IS JAMES!! MY NAME IS JAMES!!"
"Someone get Madam Pomfrey, he needs a sedative!" Peter squeaked.
"JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMES!!!! JAAAAAAAAAAMES!!"
"Oh shut up Jeremy!" Lily called from across the room.
James started screaming and yelping, breaking free of Sirius and Remus, who had been trying to hold him down. He ran around in circles, before running into a wall and knocking himself unconscious. The Slytherins started poking him with crutches.
"So, is the Gryffindor common room always this interesting?" Lorn asked.
"Well…actually yes. We've had a monsoon here." Lily said.
"Huh."
"Yup."
"Indeed."