Authors Note: I'm sick ( , and I haven't written since February on this
fic, so I decided that an update was nesesscary. Some of my friends might
recognize this chapter as something that happened to me
recently.cough.cough.Dr. Taylor.cough. Although, I must admit that my
lovely Marauders took it a bit further than I ever would have, alas, they
have more courage than I do. Oh well, read and enjoy! I know this is a very
short chapter, but hopefully it will be a good read, none the less.
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"Can you believe the nerve of that woman, James?" Sirius demanded as he paced around the dormitory, "FIVE HOMEWORK NOTICES IN ONE DAY! Can you believe it?"
James leaned against his bed post and grinned at his hysterical friend, "Well, Sirius, you have had a month to turn in your history of magic write ups, but you insist on procrastination. What would you do if I wasn't in all your classes? You'd be getting five a day the way you amble along."
Sirius flung himself on to his bed, "I just can't stand her, Professor Elsa is so annoying! She can't teach for beans, James, and you know it!"
"Yeah," James protested, "But she's a nice person, at least she isn't a bitch like McGonagall."
"Nice person, my ass!" Sirius shouted irritably as he buried his face in his pillow, "She's a freaking whore, James. Let's kill her."
Remus looked up from the magazine he had been reading and grinned, "What's it to be Sirius, arsenic, overdose of manganese or a sharp fatal blow to the neck?"
James smirked as he watched Sirius begin punching his pillow like a possessed madman. He was glad that Sirius' mum had thought to back re- enforced pillow cases, she obviously new Sirius well enough to know they'd be needed, and badly. Suddenly Sirius sat up straight and smiled, "I have an idea, James. We'll get the bitch fired."
"How?" James asked, beginning to feel a bit impatient with his friends spur of the moment nature.
"We could make it look like she'd had an affair with Remus."
"YUCK!" Remus voiced from the couch, "Me? Sleep with that old hag. Not on your life, Black!"
"Well, you wouldn't actually have to sleep with her." Sirius said matter of factly, "Just make it look like you did."
"And wouldn't I get expelled?" Remus demanded, "I'm not getting into big trouble over five lousy homework notices, Sirius."
"I know!" said Sirius enthusiastically, "We'll steal her lesson plans! That'll piss her off royally, and just prove my point about how disorganized she is."
"She can't be disorganized, if you stole them." James pointed out.
"She can so," Sirius protested, "If she leaves them in a place where I can easily access them, I count that as disorganized and irresponsible. Besides, if we steal them, we won't have to listen to anymore of her completely boring lessons. All she ever does is read us notes that we're currently copying down. The heck! We could do that ourselves, without her!"
"Count me out." James said getting up from his bed, "I like Professor Elsa, well enough that I'm not about to go stealing from her."
Sirius pouted, "Awww.pretty please, Jamesie poo?"
"No, Sirius," James said firmly, "Not this time, its one thing to pull pranks that won't hurt anyone. But, the professors work really hard on their lesson plans. I'm not going with you to steal them. Go find yourself, some stupid little Hufflepuff who'd be willing to do all your dirty work. Because, I won't do it. Not this time."
Yep, as I told you, short and sweet. But hopefully you enjoyed it. It sounds like a conversation between me (Sirius) and my friend Alexis (James) after I got sent five homework notices for not turning in lab reports, oh well, you'll have to wait until next chapter to see how this plan unfolds! Review!
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"Can you believe the nerve of that woman, James?" Sirius demanded as he paced around the dormitory, "FIVE HOMEWORK NOTICES IN ONE DAY! Can you believe it?"
James leaned against his bed post and grinned at his hysterical friend, "Well, Sirius, you have had a month to turn in your history of magic write ups, but you insist on procrastination. What would you do if I wasn't in all your classes? You'd be getting five a day the way you amble along."
Sirius flung himself on to his bed, "I just can't stand her, Professor Elsa is so annoying! She can't teach for beans, James, and you know it!"
"Yeah," James protested, "But she's a nice person, at least she isn't a bitch like McGonagall."
"Nice person, my ass!" Sirius shouted irritably as he buried his face in his pillow, "She's a freaking whore, James. Let's kill her."
Remus looked up from the magazine he had been reading and grinned, "What's it to be Sirius, arsenic, overdose of manganese or a sharp fatal blow to the neck?"
James smirked as he watched Sirius begin punching his pillow like a possessed madman. He was glad that Sirius' mum had thought to back re- enforced pillow cases, she obviously new Sirius well enough to know they'd be needed, and badly. Suddenly Sirius sat up straight and smiled, "I have an idea, James. We'll get the bitch fired."
"How?" James asked, beginning to feel a bit impatient with his friends spur of the moment nature.
"We could make it look like she'd had an affair with Remus."
"YUCK!" Remus voiced from the couch, "Me? Sleep with that old hag. Not on your life, Black!"
"Well, you wouldn't actually have to sleep with her." Sirius said matter of factly, "Just make it look like you did."
"And wouldn't I get expelled?" Remus demanded, "I'm not getting into big trouble over five lousy homework notices, Sirius."
"I know!" said Sirius enthusiastically, "We'll steal her lesson plans! That'll piss her off royally, and just prove my point about how disorganized she is."
"She can't be disorganized, if you stole them." James pointed out.
"She can so," Sirius protested, "If she leaves them in a place where I can easily access them, I count that as disorganized and irresponsible. Besides, if we steal them, we won't have to listen to anymore of her completely boring lessons. All she ever does is read us notes that we're currently copying down. The heck! We could do that ourselves, without her!"
"Count me out." James said getting up from his bed, "I like Professor Elsa, well enough that I'm not about to go stealing from her."
Sirius pouted, "Awww.pretty please, Jamesie poo?"
"No, Sirius," James said firmly, "Not this time, its one thing to pull pranks that won't hurt anyone. But, the professors work really hard on their lesson plans. I'm not going with you to steal them. Go find yourself, some stupid little Hufflepuff who'd be willing to do all your dirty work. Because, I won't do it. Not this time."
Yep, as I told you, short and sweet. But hopefully you enjoyed it. It sounds like a conversation between me (Sirius) and my friend Alexis (James) after I got sent five homework notices for not turning in lab reports, oh well, you'll have to wait until next chapter to see how this plan unfolds! Review!