Prank- Chapter Four- Morning Dungbomb Dropping
**A/N I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was on my long-awaited Spring Break, where all I did was worry about my un-updated fanfic. (not really.) As always, I OWN NOTHING!!! NOTHING YA HEAR?!? (actually I own Naomi, Natalie, and some other person, I forgot their name) Blah, blah, my tedious ramble is over. PS: (haha never mind) I hope this boringness hasn't scared you away from the chapter, because something exciting happens. *gasp* whoops! I said NOTHING. Oh! And review of course! **
They woke up early, sometime around four in the morning. Sirius rubbed his eyes and began to search for the dungbombs they had specially made for that morning. It was about ten times as strong as a regular dungbomb. His drowsiness was wearing off at the thought of what would happen when people began to wake up and arrive for their breakfast. He finally found the dungbombs and ran down to the Griffindor common room, where Remus, James, and Peter were already waiting with James' invisibility cloak. Silently, Remus , Sirius, and James got under the cloak, and Peter, because he would be unnoticed, transformed into his rat form. They swung through the portrait of the Fat Lady, who grunted in her sleep.
They crept through the school, and didn't run into anyone on their way down to the Great Hall. As they neared their destination, Sirius pulled out the dungbombs. They entered the Great Hall, where James promptly pulled off the cloak and threw it on a nearby table. Sirius breathed in deeply and grinned. Their plan was flawless.
"Where should we set them off? In Professor Krimp's (the potions teacher) place?" Sirius asked with distaste in his voice.
"At the Slytherin table, if anywhere," Remus whispered.
James raised his eyebrows at Remus, and they walked to the Slytherin table. Sirius dropped the dungbombs onto the table. Peter laughed a little nervously.
"What if we get caught?" he squeaked.
"We won't. We didn't last time," James replied calmly. "If we do, it will be worth it."
At this, Remus began looking a bit nervous.
"We'll be fine," Sirius assured him calmly. Remus nodded.
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James and Sirius lit the first dungbomb and watched with extreme glee as the whole Great Hall began to fill with an unbearable stench. They set off a few more, and finally the rest, their evil-looking grins broadening with each one. "Sirius! Eww! That's disgusting!" James said, pinching his nose and jumping away from his friend. Sirius punched him.
As James was running from Sirius, yelling more "Sirius! How rude!"s, Remus suddenly froze.
"Remus! For Merlin's sake! How many times do you need to hear 'It'll be fine!'?" James said exasperatedly, looking over from the other side of the Slytherin table, where he was desperately trying to avoid Sirius, who now had his wand out and was grinning, his eyes twinkling mischeivously.
"No... it's not that..." he said slowly. "I thought I heard something."
"Well, you didn't," James replied , not listening much, dodging a jinx shot by Sirius.
"Oi! Sirius! Trying to kill me now eh?" he laughed.
A few more spells, aimed a bit more precisely, narrowly missed his head. One hit him, causing his messy hair to turn into a mess of bubble gum.
"Hey!" he yelled, frantically feeling his now sticky hair. He pulled out a chunk and began to chew it. His reproachful look turned to one of surprise. "This is good! Thanks!" he exclaimed, his mouth full.
"Your welcome!" Sirius mock-bowed. Remus looked impressed.
"Hey, his face didn't turn green," he noted. "That's new."
"He got it to work right!" James laughed. "After testing it on various random hall passer-bys. At this, Remus grimaced at the thought. Suddenly, his face froze and turned pale.
"What?! What I did wasn't THAT bad!" Sirius said.
"I heard something. Footsteps," he said his face white now.
James looked like he was about to laugh. "But-"
"If these aren't footsteps I'm hearing, you can copy off of all my History of Magic notes."
At that James froze. Sirius looked around slowly, his heart thumping. Peter looked like he would have whimpered, but was too scared to. Remus wouldn't say that unless he was dead sure.
"Shh!" someone said. Sirius was concentrating too hard to notice who.
Suddenly, Sirius heard it too. He could hear the echoing sound of footsteps coming from outside the Great Hall. James frantically grabbed his cloak, and Remus, Sirius, and he hid underneath of it, as Peter desperately transformed into rat. Sirius could feel himself sweating as the footsteps drew nearer. James began to move in the direction of the exit. Remus and Sirius edged along with him. Escape was the only thing on the mind of all four of them. The footsteps were almost right outside of the Great Hall.
The owner of the footsteps coughed. Whoever was out there had begun to smell the stench within the Hall. Sirius grimaced. If they were caught, there would be no doubt in anyone's mind that they had planted the dungbombs. Maybe we shouldn't have... he thought to himself. Maybe this was a bad idea after all...
The footsteps continued, right outside of the door. Soon Remus, James, and Sirius would see who it was. Sirius heard a gasp come from beside him, and as he looked toward the door, he felt one come from him too.
**A/N I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was on my long-awaited Spring Break, where all I did was worry about my un-updated fanfic. (not really.) As always, I OWN NOTHING!!! NOTHING YA HEAR?!? (actually I own Naomi, Natalie, and some other person, I forgot their name) Blah, blah, my tedious ramble is over. PS: (haha never mind) I hope this boringness hasn't scared you away from the chapter, because something exciting happens. *gasp* whoops! I said NOTHING. Oh! And review of course! **
They woke up early, sometime around four in the morning. Sirius rubbed his eyes and began to search for the dungbombs they had specially made for that morning. It was about ten times as strong as a regular dungbomb. His drowsiness was wearing off at the thought of what would happen when people began to wake up and arrive for their breakfast. He finally found the dungbombs and ran down to the Griffindor common room, where Remus, James, and Peter were already waiting with James' invisibility cloak. Silently, Remus , Sirius, and James got under the cloak, and Peter, because he would be unnoticed, transformed into his rat form. They swung through the portrait of the Fat Lady, who grunted in her sleep.
They crept through the school, and didn't run into anyone on their way down to the Great Hall. As they neared their destination, Sirius pulled out the dungbombs. They entered the Great Hall, where James promptly pulled off the cloak and threw it on a nearby table. Sirius breathed in deeply and grinned. Their plan was flawless.
"Where should we set them off? In Professor Krimp's (the potions teacher) place?" Sirius asked with distaste in his voice.
"At the Slytherin table, if anywhere," Remus whispered.
James raised his eyebrows at Remus, and they walked to the Slytherin table. Sirius dropped the dungbombs onto the table. Peter laughed a little nervously.
"What if we get caught?" he squeaked.
"We won't. We didn't last time," James replied calmly. "If we do, it will be worth it."
At this, Remus began looking a bit nervous.
"We'll be fine," Sirius assured him calmly. Remus nodded.
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James and Sirius lit the first dungbomb and watched with extreme glee as the whole Great Hall began to fill with an unbearable stench. They set off a few more, and finally the rest, their evil-looking grins broadening with each one. "Sirius! Eww! That's disgusting!" James said, pinching his nose and jumping away from his friend. Sirius punched him.
As James was running from Sirius, yelling more "Sirius! How rude!"s, Remus suddenly froze.
"Remus! For Merlin's sake! How many times do you need to hear 'It'll be fine!'?" James said exasperatedly, looking over from the other side of the Slytherin table, where he was desperately trying to avoid Sirius, who now had his wand out and was grinning, his eyes twinkling mischeivously.
"No... it's not that..." he said slowly. "I thought I heard something."
"Well, you didn't," James replied , not listening much, dodging a jinx shot by Sirius.
"Oi! Sirius! Trying to kill me now eh?" he laughed.
A few more spells, aimed a bit more precisely, narrowly missed his head. One hit him, causing his messy hair to turn into a mess of bubble gum.
"Hey!" he yelled, frantically feeling his now sticky hair. He pulled out a chunk and began to chew it. His reproachful look turned to one of surprise. "This is good! Thanks!" he exclaimed, his mouth full.
"Your welcome!" Sirius mock-bowed. Remus looked impressed.
"Hey, his face didn't turn green," he noted. "That's new."
"He got it to work right!" James laughed. "After testing it on various random hall passer-bys. At this, Remus grimaced at the thought. Suddenly, his face froze and turned pale.
"What?! What I did wasn't THAT bad!" Sirius said.
"I heard something. Footsteps," he said his face white now.
James looked like he was about to laugh. "But-"
"If these aren't footsteps I'm hearing, you can copy off of all my History of Magic notes."
At that James froze. Sirius looked around slowly, his heart thumping. Peter looked like he would have whimpered, but was too scared to. Remus wouldn't say that unless he was dead sure.
"Shh!" someone said. Sirius was concentrating too hard to notice who.
Suddenly, Sirius heard it too. He could hear the echoing sound of footsteps coming from outside the Great Hall. James frantically grabbed his cloak, and Remus, Sirius, and he hid underneath of it, as Peter desperately transformed into rat. Sirius could feel himself sweating as the footsteps drew nearer. James began to move in the direction of the exit. Remus and Sirius edged along with him. Escape was the only thing on the mind of all four of them. The footsteps were almost right outside of the Great Hall.
The owner of the footsteps coughed. Whoever was out there had begun to smell the stench within the Hall. Sirius grimaced. If they were caught, there would be no doubt in anyone's mind that they had planted the dungbombs. Maybe we shouldn't have... he thought to himself. Maybe this was a bad idea after all...
The footsteps continued, right outside of the door. Soon Remus, James, and Sirius would see who it was. Sirius heard a gasp come from beside him, and as he looked toward the door, he felt one come from him too.