Marauder Mayhem

Disclaimer: Yeah, I obviously don't own any HP stuff. you all know that cuz you're not stupid, and even if ya are, it's okay! However, I do own Raven McKinnon and a few other made up characters along the way.

Songs: Sometimes I have songs that a character is singing or dancing to. In this chapter there is "Prowlin" from Grease 2.

Chapter 13

October 4th

The next night found the Marauders at the club performing their new theme song. Raven refused

take part in it because Sirius had taken over writing it, and she really didn't know what to expect. Sirius had spent the entire day teaching the song to James, Remus, and Peter, and now they were going to perform it for Raven and Lily. Suddenly the lights went down and they took the stage.

"Well, c'mon and tell us, Padfoot," sang Remus.

"What's the secret of success?" sang James.

Sirius sang, "You've gotta take a tip from the king of hip, cuz you know that he's the best."

Then all of them joined in. "We're goin prowlin'. We're goin prowlin'. Tonight!"

"You say you're hungry for a lover. Gotta find a chick who can give you more," sang Sirius. "Well there's a spot that I've discovered, where a guy's guaranteed to score! I'm gonna show you cats some action, like you've never seen before. We're gonna get some satisfaction. Gorgeous girls galore! We're goin prowlin'."

"Walk, talk like Marauders," sang Remus, Peter, and James.

"Prowlin'," Sirius continued.

"Walk, talk like Marauders."

"Prowowowlin'."

"Toniiiight!" they all joined in.

Sirius started the next verse and pulled Raven up on stage with them. "There's a pretty dancer, at the club that's called 'Unplugged.' She's got the best tongue in town," he winked at her as she dropped her mouth wide open. "Yeah, her kiss'll make you feel like you're drugged."

They all joined in again, surrounding her, "She'll be the apple of your eye, and she's sweet just like a cherry pie. Just waitin for some guy to come, and take her right up to the sky.

James stepped up front and spoke into the microphone. "Well, I like a debutante, who comes across. Now that's what I call class," he said, winking at Lily.

Peter stepped up and said, "I like a tall girl with long legs, that go right up to her-"

Raven gasped and slapped her hand over his mouth.

"You know what I like?" interrupted Remus. "I like a girl that's really smart, provided that she's really stacked!"

"Yeah?" said Sirius, "well, I love em all, and they looove me. Cuz I'm the leader of this here pack! We're goin prowlin'." Raven shook her head and ran offstage to stand by Lily again.

"Walk, talk like Marauders."

"Prowlin'."

"Walk, talk like Marauders."

"Prowowowlin'."

"Toniiiight!"

"We're goin prowlin', prowlin'."

"Toniiiight. Tonight!" they all finished.

They ended the song and headed back over to Lily and Raven, who were standing by the backstage door giggling. "Well? What do you think of my writing skills?" asked Sirius.

"Not bad, Siri. Kinda scary, but not bad," Raven answered.

"Yeah, well it needs work, but I thought it was funny."

They were all heading back into the Gryffindor Common Room under James' invisibility cloak when they heard the headmaster's voice behind them. "Good morning." They all gasped and turned around, taking off the cloak. "I need to speak with Ms. McKinnon. Would one of you be so kind as to send her up to my office?" They were all silent for a second, probably wondering how he knew they were there.

"Uh, ye-yessir!" said James. "Right away, Professor." Dumbledore turned on his heel and very cheerfully (for one o'clock in the morning) strode off in the direction of his office.

"Shit, I hope we didn't get her in trouble!" said Sirius.

"Why would he want to talk to her if we're the ones he caught?" asked James, tapping the wall where Lucy's portrait was. The portrait slid up and they entered Raven's room. Raven was lying in bed with the covers pulled up, reading a book with her lamp on.

"Uh, Ray, Dumbledore wants to see you," said James.

Raven looked up and closed her book. "Wha'd I do?"

"I dunno. He just caught us coming into the common room," said Lily, worried.

"Great, thanks guys," said Raven, jumping off the bed and putting on her purple bathrobe over her pajamas.

"Good luck. We'll be in the commons," said Sirius.

"No, don't wait up. I'll tell you guys whatever it is in the morning. It can't be that bad. Night," she said, leaving them in her bedroom. She popped her head back in the doorway, "Jay, what's the password?"

"Oh... uh, Chocolate Bunny," he said.

"Huh?" asked Raven, Sirius, Remus, and Peter.

"Chocolate Bunny. It's what muggles get in their Easter baskets at Easter," Lily explained.

"But it isn't even remotely close to Easter," argued Raven.

"Well, that's what the password is, so." said James.

"Okay."

Raven had already turned back around and gone to find the gargoyle that guarded the entrance to Dumbledore's office. She said the password and it sprang to life, revealing a stairway leading up. She pushed open the wooden doors and entered the office.

"Professor?" she called, but he was nowhere to be seen. Fawkes made a noise, and Raven made her way over to him, petting his soft, red feathers.

"Please forgive the late hour in my summoning you here, my dear Raven. I thought I should tell you now so that you can leave as soon as possible after breakfast."

"Leave? Am I being expelled again?" she asked, a little uneasily.

"Good heaven's, what made you think that? No, no, I've just been speaking with your uncle. He has been unavoidably detained in Germany, and he needs you to go to the Durmstrang School of Magic and get Headmaster Plutana to sign these documents," Dumbledore flicked his wand, and a stack of papers materialized on his desk.

"Durmstrang? But why does he need me to go?" asked Raven.

"It has to do with the Magical Schools Mandatory Registry Arrangement that he led me to believe you know all about and worked on with him this summer," he answered her.

"MSMRA. Yeah, I remember. How am I supposed to get there?" asked Raven.

"Unfortunately, Durmstrang does not want our Floo Network connected to their school. I have arranged for the Hogwarts Express to take you directly there."

"Thank you."

"My pleasure. Now I suggest you get right to bed. The Hogwarts Express will be waiting at Hogsmeade Station for you at 8 o'clock.

"Okay," Raven got up to leave, but Dumbledore stopped her.

"I'm sending Mr. Black along with you," he said.

"Sirius? Why?"

"Well, he went to Durmstrang last summer for a Quiddich camp to get out of going to Spain with his family, I imagine. He should know his way around there."

"Good idea. Thank you," she said.

She made her way back to Gryffindor Tower and into her room. She sighed and laid back down on her bed, pulling up the covers and turning out the light. Suddenly, an arm found its way across her body and she let out a scream. Then a hand covered her mouth to keep her from screaming.

"It's me, it's me!" said Sirius' voice in the darkness. Raven wriggled away from him and found the light. She turned it on and sat up in bed. Sirius was lying there with an amused look on his face.

"What are you doing? What the fuck are you doing? You scared the shit outta me!" she yelled, hitting him a few times.

"You always said you wondered what it would be like to wake up next to me every morning!" he justified, putting his hands over his head to protect himself from her knuckles.

"I meant it as an insult!" she said, hitting him again.

"The couple that lays together, stays together!"

"We are NOT a couple!" Raven overbalanced and fell off the bed.

"Uh-oh..." Sirius looked over the edge of the bed, "are you okay, Ray?"

"No!"

He put out his hand and lifted her back onto the bed. "Sorry."

"Siri, you hafta go! I gotta get some sleep before tomorrow."

"Okay, I just wanted to see if you were in trouble with Dumbledore."

"Oh! No, but you need to get some sleep, too."

"I will. I just wanted to know what he wanted."

"I hafta go to Durmstrang to get my uncle's proposal signed or something. And... you're coming with me."

"I am?" asked Sirius, stunned.

"Yeah, Dumbledore said you had to come with me because you went there last year or something?"

"Last summer. For Quiddich camp. When do we leave?" he asked.

"In the morning, so we need to sleep."

"Okay. Night then," he said, getting off her bed and heading for the door. Then he spun back around. "That is, unless you want me to stay..."

"Goodnight, Sirius."

"Goodnight," he replied, gloomily.