PART TWO: SNAPE'S PRANK
It had been a while since the Marauders came to the consensus to pull a prank on Snape. Now, it was the big day: The first real prank since OWLs. And it would have to be a good one, since the summer holiday was coming up. Dinner was just over, and the Great Hall was emptying out.
"Tonight then?" Sirius confirmed.
James nodded. "Yep. Tonight as soon as Filch makes his rounds in the Great Hall."
Remus looked around, and lowered his voice to whisper. "Do you have the map?"
"Er . . . " Sirius searched in his robes. "Hold on," He patted each of his pockets carefully. "Just one minute . . . " He stopped. "Where did I put it?" He wondered aloud to himself.
"C'mon Padfoot," Peter scolded him anxiously. "You couldn't have lost it."
"Of course not . . . " Sirius chewed his lip. "I just need a minute to remember . . . where . . . " He breathed out. "Er, it should be in this pocket-But it's not."
"Oh!" James interrupted. "I have it." Peter let out a sigh of relief. "Sorry guys."
"Well, lets have a look at it." Lupin suggested eagerly.
"We can't right here, you twit." Sirius explained. "Right under Dumbledore's nose-are you crazy?"
He grabbed the map away. "No, just carefree." He smiled happily at the blank piece of paper he held in his hand. "I solemnly swear-"
"At least lets go to the bathroom!" Peter interrupted nervously.
"I agree." James said.
Lupin grumbled. "Fine."
So the four winded up in the downstairs boys' room, huddled in a circle by the sinks.
"Now?" Lupin asked impatiently.
"Yes, go ahead." James assured him.
Remus tapped the corner of the paper with his wand, and whispered. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."
Suddenly ink splattered across the parchment like trickles of water. Slowly in an elegant cursive, the map's title showed itself:
Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs
Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers
are Proud to Present
THE MARAUDER'S MAP
"We're brilliant." James and Sirius said in unison, causing Remus to roll his eyes. They crowded closer together, to watch the map work its magic. Casually small black ink blots appeared in the blue prints of Hogwarts, each with a name.
"Where's Snivelly?" Lupin asked. "Anyone see him?"
"Since when have you been so excited to prank someone?" Sirius asked, noticing Moony's excitement.
He shrugged. "I just want to end the term with a big bang."
"Well it's annoying--" Sirius stated. "--You being so excited. I feel like any second you're going to wet yourself."
"The full moon is just around the corner you know, maybe that's it." James consulted him.
"Must be." Sirius nodded.
"You two are a load of gits." Lupin sighed, and took the map from its resting place in the basin. "Filch is in the infirmary, I wonder why."
Sirius grabbed the map back. "And look, Pomfrey is tending to him. Looks like we've lucked out tonight."
"Where's Snape, though?" James asked while snatching the map from Padfoot. "We need to know where he is."
"Lemme see," Peter declared while forcing James to hand over the map to him. "He's in the common room. Looks like he is studying."
"Studying?!" Sirius asked, appalled. "It's the end of the term. Fifth years don't have anything to study for!" He grabbed the map back. "Looks like Parkinson is headed to the dorms, do you have your cloak with you Prongs?"
James felt around his robes, imitating Sirius. "Oh I can't see it anywhere! Maybe I've lost it..."
"Very funny." Sirius said, in a very sarcastic tone. "That's very funny. But if you want to get Snivellus back we should head out now."
James continued his imitation, ignoring Sirius. "I left it right here. I don't know where it could be..."
Sirius looked at Remus and nodded in approval of his glare. "Oh wait guys, I have it right here." He mocked Prongs in return and acted like there was a long cape in front of him and crumpled it up the air. "Here you go James." He made a throwing motion with his arm, pushing a small breeze towards the now silent Potter.
James made no attempt to catch the imaginary cloth. "Haha, thanks Remus. I never would have found it with out you." he said ridiculously cheerily, to show his disapproval of the joke. He pulled a silvery cloak out of his pocket.
Peter was in awe. "Its so beautiful."
James nodded. His invisibility cloak was indeed beautiful. It felt like rushing water over his hand and the faint outline of stars and crescent moons were all over it. It once had full moons about it, but Moony found that offensive and refused to participate in any pranks involving the cloak. Sirius said to leave them there, and that Remus would come around, but James missed having the werewolf join them, so he changed the moons with a simple charm.
Apparently everyone else was remembering that too.
"'Member when Ickle Moony-kins was scared of the picture on your magical blanket there?" Sirius brought up.
"Yes, we all remember-and I wasn't scared." Lupin corrected.
Peter laughed. "Then why wouldn't you use it?"
"I was offended." He said, with a dignified look upon his face.
James laughed. "Okay, well you don't have to be offended anymore. Let's go- we need to catch up with Parkinson." He brought the cloak over his head, so he was hidden from sight. Suddenly his left hand appeared floating in the air, motioning for the other three to join him.
It had been a while since the Marauders came to the consensus to pull a prank on Snape. Now, it was the big day: The first real prank since OWLs. And it would have to be a good one, since the summer holiday was coming up. Dinner was just over, and the Great Hall was emptying out.
"Tonight then?" Sirius confirmed.
James nodded. "Yep. Tonight as soon as Filch makes his rounds in the Great Hall."
Remus looked around, and lowered his voice to whisper. "Do you have the map?"
"Er . . . " Sirius searched in his robes. "Hold on," He patted each of his pockets carefully. "Just one minute . . . " He stopped. "Where did I put it?" He wondered aloud to himself.
"C'mon Padfoot," Peter scolded him anxiously. "You couldn't have lost it."
"Of course not . . . " Sirius chewed his lip. "I just need a minute to remember . . . where . . . " He breathed out. "Er, it should be in this pocket-But it's not."
"Oh!" James interrupted. "I have it." Peter let out a sigh of relief. "Sorry guys."
"Well, lets have a look at it." Lupin suggested eagerly.
"We can't right here, you twit." Sirius explained. "Right under Dumbledore's nose-are you crazy?"
He grabbed the map away. "No, just carefree." He smiled happily at the blank piece of paper he held in his hand. "I solemnly swear-"
"At least lets go to the bathroom!" Peter interrupted nervously.
"I agree." James said.
Lupin grumbled. "Fine."
So the four winded up in the downstairs boys' room, huddled in a circle by the sinks.
"Now?" Lupin asked impatiently.
"Yes, go ahead." James assured him.
Remus tapped the corner of the paper with his wand, and whispered. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."
Suddenly ink splattered across the parchment like trickles of water. Slowly in an elegant cursive, the map's title showed itself:
Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs
Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers
are Proud to Present
THE MARAUDER'S MAP
"We're brilliant." James and Sirius said in unison, causing Remus to roll his eyes. They crowded closer together, to watch the map work its magic. Casually small black ink blots appeared in the blue prints of Hogwarts, each with a name.
"Where's Snivelly?" Lupin asked. "Anyone see him?"
"Since when have you been so excited to prank someone?" Sirius asked, noticing Moony's excitement.
He shrugged. "I just want to end the term with a big bang."
"Well it's annoying--" Sirius stated. "--You being so excited. I feel like any second you're going to wet yourself."
"The full moon is just around the corner you know, maybe that's it." James consulted him.
"Must be." Sirius nodded.
"You two are a load of gits." Lupin sighed, and took the map from its resting place in the basin. "Filch is in the infirmary, I wonder why."
Sirius grabbed the map back. "And look, Pomfrey is tending to him. Looks like we've lucked out tonight."
"Where's Snape, though?" James asked while snatching the map from Padfoot. "We need to know where he is."
"Lemme see," Peter declared while forcing James to hand over the map to him. "He's in the common room. Looks like he is studying."
"Studying?!" Sirius asked, appalled. "It's the end of the term. Fifth years don't have anything to study for!" He grabbed the map back. "Looks like Parkinson is headed to the dorms, do you have your cloak with you Prongs?"
James felt around his robes, imitating Sirius. "Oh I can't see it anywhere! Maybe I've lost it..."
"Very funny." Sirius said, in a very sarcastic tone. "That's very funny. But if you want to get Snivellus back we should head out now."
James continued his imitation, ignoring Sirius. "I left it right here. I don't know where it could be..."
Sirius looked at Remus and nodded in approval of his glare. "Oh wait guys, I have it right here." He mocked Prongs in return and acted like there was a long cape in front of him and crumpled it up the air. "Here you go James." He made a throwing motion with his arm, pushing a small breeze towards the now silent Potter.
James made no attempt to catch the imaginary cloth. "Haha, thanks Remus. I never would have found it with out you." he said ridiculously cheerily, to show his disapproval of the joke. He pulled a silvery cloak out of his pocket.
Peter was in awe. "Its so beautiful."
James nodded. His invisibility cloak was indeed beautiful. It felt like rushing water over his hand and the faint outline of stars and crescent moons were all over it. It once had full moons about it, but Moony found that offensive and refused to participate in any pranks involving the cloak. Sirius said to leave them there, and that Remus would come around, but James missed having the werewolf join them, so he changed the moons with a simple charm.
Apparently everyone else was remembering that too.
"'Member when Ickle Moony-kins was scared of the picture on your magical blanket there?" Sirius brought up.
"Yes, we all remember-and I wasn't scared." Lupin corrected.
Peter laughed. "Then why wouldn't you use it?"
"I was offended." He said, with a dignified look upon his face.
James laughed. "Okay, well you don't have to be offended anymore. Let's go- we need to catch up with Parkinson." He brought the cloak over his head, so he was hidden from sight. Suddenly his left hand appeared floating in the air, motioning for the other three to join him.