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Severus was still engrossed in the questions of his Defense Against the Dark Arts OWL Sirius was outside by the lake, leaning against a tree casually, complaing about his insistant boredom. Lupin was studying for the upcoming Transfiguration OWL, and James was showing off with a snitch, with Peter watching James in open-mouthed awe.
"This'll liven you up, Padfoot," said James quietly, "look at who it is..."
Sirius's head turned. He became very still, like a dog that has scented a rabbit.
"Excellent," he said softly."Snivellus."
Snape was on his feet again, and was stowing the OWL paper in his bag. As he emerged from the shadows of the bushes and set off across the grass, Sirius and James stood up. Lupin and Wortail remained sittin: Lupin was still staring down at his book, though his eyes were not moving and a faint frown line had appeared between his eyebrows. Wormtail was looking from Sirius to James and James to Snape with a look of avid anticipation on his face.
"All right, Snivellus?" said James loudly.
Snape reacted so fast it had been as if he expected an attack: dropping his bag, he plunged his hand inside his robes, and his wand was halfway in the air when James shouted "Expelliarmus!"
Snape's wand flew twelve feet into the air and fell with a little thud in the grass behind him. Sirius let out a bark of laughter.
"Impedimentia!" he said, pointing his wand at Snape, who was knocked off his feet, halfway through a dive toward his own fallen wand.
Students all around had turned to watch. Some of them had gotten to their feet and were edging nearer to watch. Some looked apprehensive, others entertained.
Snape lay panting on the ground. James and Sirius advanced on him, wands up, James glancing over his shoulder at the girls at the water's edge as he went. Wormtail was on his feet now, watching hungrily, edging around Lupin to get a clearer view.
"How'd the exam go, Snivelly?" said James.
"I was watching him, his nosse was touching the parchment," said Sirius viciously. "There'll be great grease marks all over it, they won't be able to read a word."
Several people watching laughed; Wormtail sniggered shrilly. Snape was trying to get up, but the jinx was still operating on him; he was struggling, as though bound by invisible ropes.
"You-- wait," he peanted, staring up at James with an expression of purest loathing. "You--wait..."
"Wait for what?" said Sirius coolly. "What are you going to do, Snivelly, wipe your nose on us?"
Snape let out a stream of mixed swearwords and hexes, but his wand being ten feet away, nothing happened.
"Wash out your mouth," said James coldly. "Scourgify!"
Pink soap bubbles streamed from Snape's mouth at once; the froth was covering his lips, making him gag, choking him--
"Leave him ALONE!"
James and Sirius looked around. James's free hand jumped to his hair again.
It was one of the girls from the lake edge. She had thick, dark red hair that fell to her shoulders and startlingly green almond-shaped eyes...
"Allright, Evans?" said James, and the tone of his voice was suddenly pleasant, deeper, more mature.
"Leave him alone," Lily repeated. She was looking at James with every sign of great dislike. "What's he done to you?"
"Well," said James, appearing to deliberate the point, "its more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean..."
Many of the surrounding watchers laughed, Sirius and Wormtail included, but Lupin, still apparently intent on his book, didn't, and neither did Lily.
"You think you're funny," she said coldly. "But you're just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave him alone."
"I will if you go out with me, Evans," said James quickly. "Go on... Go out with me, and I'll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again."
Behind him, the Inpediment Jinx was wearing off. Snape was beginning to inch toward his fallen wand, spitting out soapsuds as he crawled.
"I wouldn't go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid," said Lily.
"Bad luck, Prongs," said Sirius briskly, turning back to Snape. "OY!"
But too late; Snape had directed his wand straight at James; there was a flash of light and a gash appeared on the side of James's face, spattering his robes with blood. James whirled about; a second flash of light later, Snape was hanging upside down in the air, his robes falling over his head to reveal skinny, pallid legs and a pair of graying underpants.
Many people in the small crowd watching cheered. Sirius, James, and Wormtail roared with laughter.
Lily, whose furious expression had twitched for an instant as though she was going to smile, said, "Let him down!"
"Certainly," said James and he jerked his wand upward. Snape fell into a crumpled heap on the ground. Disentangling himself from his robes, he got quickly to his feet, wand up, but Sirius said, "Locomotor mortis!" and Snape keeled over again at once, rigid as a board.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Lily shouted. She had her own wand out now. James and Sirius eyed it warily.
"Ah, Evans, don't make me hex you," said James earnestly.
"Take the curse off him, then!"
James sighed deeply, then turned to Snape to mutter the counter curse.
"There you go," he said, as Snape struggled to his feet again, "You're lucky Evans was here, Snivellus--"
"I don't need help from filthy mudbloods like her!"
Lily blinked. "Fine," she said coolly. "I won't bother in the future. And I'd wash my pants if I were you, Snivellus."
"Apologize to Evans!" James roared at Snape, his wand pointed threatiningly at him.
"I don't want you to make him apologize," Lily shouted, rounding on James. "you're just as bad as he is..."
"What?" yelped James. "I'd NEVER call you a-- you-know-what!"
"Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you've just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid snitch, walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys yuo just because you can-- I'm surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me sick."
She turned on her heel and hurried away.
"Evans!" James shouted after her, "Hey, EVANS!"
But she didn't look back.
"What is it with her?" said James, trying and failing to look as though this was a throw away question of no real importance to him.
"Reading between the lines, I'd say she thinks you're a bit conceited, mate," said Sirius.
"Right," said James, who looked furious now, "right--"
There was another flash of light, and Snape was once again hanging upside down in the air.
"Who wants to see me takes off Snivelly's pants?"
**A/N: This is mostly an excerpt from J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix. I used it as a tool for my story, and I am in no way attempting to plagerize her work.** Marauding the Marauders, chapter two
Severus was still engrossed in the questions of his Defense Against the Dark Arts OWL Sirius was outside by the lake, leaning against a tree casually, complaing about his insistant boredom. Lupin was studying for the upcoming Transfiguration OWL, and James was showing off with a snitch, with Peter watching James in open-mouthed awe.
"This'll liven you up, Padfoot," said James quietly, "look at who it is..."
Sirius's head turned. He became very still, like a dog that has scented a rabbit.
"Excellent," he said softly."Snivellus."
Snape was on his feet again, and was stowing the OWL paper in his bag. As he emerged from the shadows of the bushes and set off across the grass, Sirius and James stood up. Lupin and Wortail remained sittin: Lupin was still staring down at his book, though his eyes were not moving and a faint frown line had appeared between his eyebrows. Wormtail was looking from Sirius to James and James to Snape with a look of avid anticipation on his face.
"All right, Snivellus?" said James loudly.
Snape reacted so fast it had been as if he expected an attack: dropping his bag, he plunged his hand inside his robes, and his wand was halfway in the air when James shouted "Expelliarmus!"
Snape's wand flew twelve feet into the air and fell with a little thud in the grass behind him. Sirius let out a bark of laughter.
"Impedimentia!" he said, pointing his wand at Snape, who was knocked off his feet, halfway through a dive toward his own fallen wand.
Students all around had turned to watch. Some of them had gotten to their feet and were edging nearer to watch. Some looked apprehensive, others entertained.
Snape lay panting on the ground. James and Sirius advanced on him, wands up, James glancing over his shoulder at the girls at the water's edge as he went. Wormtail was on his feet now, watching hungrily, edging around Lupin to get a clearer view.
"How'd the exam go, Snivelly?" said James.
"I was watching him, his nosse was touching the parchment," said Sirius viciously. "There'll be great grease marks all over it, they won't be able to read a word."
Several people watching laughed; Wormtail sniggered shrilly. Snape was trying to get up, but the jinx was still operating on him; he was struggling, as though bound by invisible ropes.
"You-- wait," he peanted, staring up at James with an expression of purest loathing. "You--wait..."
"Wait for what?" said Sirius coolly. "What are you going to do, Snivelly, wipe your nose on us?"
Snape let out a stream of mixed swearwords and hexes, but his wand being ten feet away, nothing happened.
"Wash out your mouth," said James coldly. "Scourgify!"
Pink soap bubbles streamed from Snape's mouth at once; the froth was covering his lips, making him gag, choking him--
"Leave him ALONE!"
James and Sirius looked around. James's free hand jumped to his hair again.
It was one of the girls from the lake edge. She had thick, dark red hair that fell to her shoulders and startlingly green almond-shaped eyes...
"Allright, Evans?" said James, and the tone of his voice was suddenly pleasant, deeper, more mature.
"Leave him alone," Lily repeated. She was looking at James with every sign of great dislike. "What's he done to you?"
"Well," said James, appearing to deliberate the point, "its more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean..."
Many of the surrounding watchers laughed, Sirius and Wormtail included, but Lupin, still apparently intent on his book, didn't, and neither did Lily.
"You think you're funny," she said coldly. "But you're just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave him alone."
"I will if you go out with me, Evans," said James quickly. "Go on... Go out with me, and I'll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again."
Behind him, the Inpediment Jinx was wearing off. Snape was beginning to inch toward his fallen wand, spitting out soapsuds as he crawled.
"I wouldn't go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid," said Lily.
"Bad luck, Prongs," said Sirius briskly, turning back to Snape. "OY!"
But too late; Snape had directed his wand straight at James; there was a flash of light and a gash appeared on the side of James's face, spattering his robes with blood. James whirled about; a second flash of light later, Snape was hanging upside down in the air, his robes falling over his head to reveal skinny, pallid legs and a pair of graying underpants.
Many people in the small crowd watching cheered. Sirius, James, and Wormtail roared with laughter.
Lily, whose furious expression had twitched for an instant as though she was going to smile, said, "Let him down!"
"Certainly," said James and he jerked his wand upward. Snape fell into a crumpled heap on the ground. Disentangling himself from his robes, he got quickly to his feet, wand up, but Sirius said, "Locomotor mortis!" and Snape keeled over again at once, rigid as a board.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Lily shouted. She had her own wand out now. James and Sirius eyed it warily.
"Ah, Evans, don't make me hex you," said James earnestly.
"Take the curse off him, then!"
James sighed deeply, then turned to Snape to mutter the counter curse.
"There you go," he said, as Snape struggled to his feet again, "You're lucky Evans was here, Snivellus--"
"I don't need help from filthy mudbloods like her!"
Lily blinked. "Fine," she said coolly. "I won't bother in the future. And I'd wash my pants if I were you, Snivellus."
"Apologize to Evans!" James roared at Snape, his wand pointed threatiningly at him.
"I don't want you to make him apologize," Lily shouted, rounding on James. "you're just as bad as he is..."
"What?" yelped James. "I'd NEVER call you a-- you-know-what!"
"Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you've just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid snitch, walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys yuo just because you can-- I'm surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me sick."
She turned on her heel and hurried away.
"Evans!" James shouted after her, "Hey, EVANS!"
But she didn't look back.
"What is it with her?" said James, trying and failing to look as though this was a throw away question of no real importance to him.
"Reading between the lines, I'd say she thinks you're a bit conceited, mate," said Sirius.
"Right," said James, who looked furious now, "right--"
There was another flash of light, and Snape was once again hanging upside down in the air.
"Who wants to see me takes off Snivelly's pants?"
**A/N: This is mostly an excerpt from J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix. I used it as a tool for my story, and I am in no way attempting to plagerize her work.** Marauding the Marauders, chapter two