Living A Legend
Book 1- A Clash of Wills
Chapter 7- Dungbombs and Flying Food
For Lily, and the other victims of the freezing curse, the rest of the evening revolved around the roaring fire in the Gryffindor common room, which was truly the only place that they felt truly warm again, after emerging from the freezing lake while still recovering from the freezing hex, and then spending an hour searching for their wands.
While wiggling their toes and fingers in front of the warm fire, they discussed methods of revenge against the Slytherins, but were unable to come up with a suitable plan.
"It can't just be uncomfortable for them, it has to be humiliating," Sirius explained as he turned down James' hundredth idea.
Remus, who slouched on a couch furthest from the fire, shot up instantly. "I know! We could bewitch their chairs to pull out just as they sit down next Potions class," he ventured.
James stroked his chin thoughtfully. "No," he concluded, "not evil enough."
"We could steal some bludgers from Professor Reclarus and enchant them to follow them about taking passes at their heads until, bam, comatose Slytherins!" Sirius spoke excitedly.
This time James shook his head quickly, "Too evil!" He laughed at his friend's audacity.
Sirius pouted. "they'd have done it to us!"
In the end it was Peter who hit on the right balance. "Why don't we lock them all in a bathroom filled with dungbombs?" He ventured timidly.
To his surprise, the others grew quiet for a moment, before erupting into excited babble about their newly adopted plan. Eventually, Brittany and Lily went up to bed, leaving the boys to plot out the intricate details which would make this fantasy a reality.
The next morning, James and Sirius were able to secure not one, but two gigantic crates of dungbombs for their little prank, much to the amusement of the girls.
The plan went off without a hitch. Remus was able to lure Terrance, Malfoy and a handful of their supporters, including Severus Snape, into the haunted bathroom, on the pretense of a fight.
Like vultures, the Slytherins hurried to the area in question, eager for blood. Once both Terrance and Malfoy were inside the bathroom, Sirius slammed the door shut, and James sealed it with a magical spell.
The dungbombs had been left inside and set to go off in only a few more seconds.
And all the students in the hall knew when the bombs had gone off, for muffled cries of disgust and alarm were raised from the Slytherins inside the crowded bathroom.
Several of their comrades tried in vain to come to the rescue of those stuck inside the bathroom, but most of the other Slytherins only laughed at the expense of those locked inside.
James and Sirius laughed and high fived. "And Snivellus is in there too! An added bonus!" Sirius called cheerfully.
Brittany and Lily were among those who laughed the hardest. But they were quick to scatter in case a teacher might come.
As it turned out, nobody found it necessary to alert a member of the staff, and the unfortunate students remained in the bathroom until well past nightfall, with only Moaning Myrtle, the bathroom's resident ghost for company.
By the next morning, it was common knowledge that Filch had found them in the night, while cleaning out the bathrooms.
The entire group was nervous the whole morning, until the letters of reprimand arrived at breakfast.
Lily held her breath, but only James and Sirius received detentions by mail, both reacting with a groan.
"Well that's one more for the record books!" Remus responded brightly.
"Easy to say that, but you're not the one cleaning out all of the bathrooms by hand tonight," Sirius complained glumly.
Still, they all agreed that the revenge was worth the detentions.
When Lily saw Snape next, he was scowling bitterly and glaring at the pranksters with a cold white loathing, so vile that even Dora could detect it.
"He looks like he's sucking a lemon!" she remarked. "Poor boy, he really didn't deserve it."
The rest of the school noticed a faint lasting odor, no doubt from the dungbombs around him and the other Slytherins who had been trapped in the bathroom. the smell seemed to linger, even though all of them had no doubt showered since their imprisonment.
Snape approached James in Potions that afternoon. "I'll get you for this Potter!" he hissed under his breath.
James only grinned. "Yeah right!"
"I assure you James that I will not rest until each and every one of you get what you deserve!" Snape let his eyes drift from James and Sirius to Remus and Peter, finally looking over at Lily and Brittany. "And yes, I mean your little mudblood whores as well! they will get what they have coming." With a false grin, Severus turned his greasy head and marched across the classroom.
To add insult to injury, Sirius flung a spitball at Snape's retreating back, earning himself another detention from professor Ludwick.
"You know what that means!" he exclaimed happily, "I'm almost tied with you James! I've got three and you've got four. I'm going to beat you yet!"
James shook his head, "You wanna bet?"
Sirius raised an eyebrow mischievously, "Name your price?"
"I'll bet you ten galleons that by the end this year, I will have more detentions that you!" James prophesied.
Sirius shook his head skeptically, "No way you have a chance, but you are on!"
The two spit into their palms and shook hands, much to the disgust of Lily and Dora.
While the other students studied and played, Sirius and James spent the majority of their free time that week, cleaning toilets and removing Luminous Leeches from the Giant Lake Turtles which resided in the shallow parts of the lakes. Both of them had succeeded in upping their total detentions to five apiece, by setting off fireworks in Felman's class. Sirius had gotten an extra for insulting Filch to his face.
They only laid off, when Halloween night was in sight. Neither of them wanted to miss out on the festivities because of another detention. Dumbledore had announced that a feast would be held Halloween night, and each of the Gryffindor ghosts would be re-enacting their deaths.
There was a great deal of anticipation and gossip about the big night, students of all classes and years were constantly discussing it. Even plans for further revenge against the Slytherins, was put on the back burner.
"You'll love it," Frank Longbottom raved to the younger students. "Last year a group of hags came and performed a tap dance number. I can't wait to see what happens this year!"
With all the excitement building, on the day of Halloween, attention was at an all time low in each of Lily's classes. It seemed like torture to attend lessons on a holiday. But, the students were released early, to get ready for the feast.
Many of the older students, went up to the common room, to curl their hair and fix their makeup, but most of the first years, could not pass up an opportunity for fun. James and Sirius started a massive game of freeze tag outside the castle.
Lily found freeze tag much more enjoyable, when the possibility of cheating was eliminated by the fact that when a student was 'frozen' they were actually frozen.
Brittany, Lily and Dora always came to each other's rescue when one was frozen, and it soon turned into a mass competition between the first year girls and boys. the goings were even for a while, but soon the three girls found themselves frozen, with no one to turn to for help.
Despite their fun, Lily and the others arrived early for the feast, finding good seats at the table.
The hall was decorated so exquisitely, with floating pumpkins and candles in the air. Dark tablecloths covered the wooden tables, and more candles, and empty golden platters and bowls lay atop it.
Lily waited anxiously as the other students flooded in slowly. It seemed an eternity before Dumbledore stood and raised his goblet.
"I am sure you are all very eager for our entertainment to begin, as well as for your platters to fill. So I will leave you to your enjoyments this Halloween night, with only a few words; Happy Halloween!"
He sat down once more and all of the golden dishes were suddenly filled with the most delectable of treats. If Lily had not experienced this at the sorting, she would have been shocked.
Better than the food though, was the show. It was amazing to watch the pearly ghosts, which the students had all become accustomed to, telling the grisly stories of their own deaths.
After the ghosts had finished their re-enactments (the Bloody Baron's being the most frightening), the teachers themselves stood and began to sing a jolly song about a vampire and werewolf, that everyone found quite amusing, aside from a few Slytherins, who turned up their noses at this ridiculous display.
The very best part of the whole evening, came when everyone had gotten quite enough to eat. Everyone was about finished, and almost ready to head back to their dorms.
"Hey Lily!" James called, and tossed a piece of his pumpkin pie right into her face.
There was a moment, where everyone froze, not sure whether Lily would burst into tears, but then the tension was broke as she flung a platter of gravy at James. the gooey substance stuck to his hair, making it seem even more unruly than usual.
Then, all hell broke loose.
Food flew in all directions, before long all of the tables were involved. Lily even spotted Dumbledore smiling youthfully as he upturned a platter of spaghetti onto Professor Ludwick's sour face.
Not a student who left the great hall that night, remained un-plastered by food of some sort. Laughter and mirth overcame even the grumpiest of students, and a good time was had by all.
Even Ludwick appeared to be having a good time.
Sirius and James came out the worst, having concentrated their efforts mainly on one another, but Lily and Peter were also splendidly decorated. the party lasted long into the night in the Gryffindor common room. Eventually Professor Lacy came down and put a stop to the merriment, although she too, looked a bit reluctant to call it quits.
Book 1- A Clash of Wills
Chapter 7- Dungbombs and Flying Food
For Lily, and the other victims of the freezing curse, the rest of the evening revolved around the roaring fire in the Gryffindor common room, which was truly the only place that they felt truly warm again, after emerging from the freezing lake while still recovering from the freezing hex, and then spending an hour searching for their wands.
While wiggling their toes and fingers in front of the warm fire, they discussed methods of revenge against the Slytherins, but were unable to come up with a suitable plan.
"It can't just be uncomfortable for them, it has to be humiliating," Sirius explained as he turned down James' hundredth idea.
Remus, who slouched on a couch furthest from the fire, shot up instantly. "I know! We could bewitch their chairs to pull out just as they sit down next Potions class," he ventured.
James stroked his chin thoughtfully. "No," he concluded, "not evil enough."
"We could steal some bludgers from Professor Reclarus and enchant them to follow them about taking passes at their heads until, bam, comatose Slytherins!" Sirius spoke excitedly.
This time James shook his head quickly, "Too evil!" He laughed at his friend's audacity.
Sirius pouted. "they'd have done it to us!"
In the end it was Peter who hit on the right balance. "Why don't we lock them all in a bathroom filled with dungbombs?" He ventured timidly.
To his surprise, the others grew quiet for a moment, before erupting into excited babble about their newly adopted plan. Eventually, Brittany and Lily went up to bed, leaving the boys to plot out the intricate details which would make this fantasy a reality.
The next morning, James and Sirius were able to secure not one, but two gigantic crates of dungbombs for their little prank, much to the amusement of the girls.
The plan went off without a hitch. Remus was able to lure Terrance, Malfoy and a handful of their supporters, including Severus Snape, into the haunted bathroom, on the pretense of a fight.
Like vultures, the Slytherins hurried to the area in question, eager for blood. Once both Terrance and Malfoy were inside the bathroom, Sirius slammed the door shut, and James sealed it with a magical spell.
The dungbombs had been left inside and set to go off in only a few more seconds.
And all the students in the hall knew when the bombs had gone off, for muffled cries of disgust and alarm were raised from the Slytherins inside the crowded bathroom.
Several of their comrades tried in vain to come to the rescue of those stuck inside the bathroom, but most of the other Slytherins only laughed at the expense of those locked inside.
James and Sirius laughed and high fived. "And Snivellus is in there too! An added bonus!" Sirius called cheerfully.
Brittany and Lily were among those who laughed the hardest. But they were quick to scatter in case a teacher might come.
As it turned out, nobody found it necessary to alert a member of the staff, and the unfortunate students remained in the bathroom until well past nightfall, with only Moaning Myrtle, the bathroom's resident ghost for company.
By the next morning, it was common knowledge that Filch had found them in the night, while cleaning out the bathrooms.
The entire group was nervous the whole morning, until the letters of reprimand arrived at breakfast.
Lily held her breath, but only James and Sirius received detentions by mail, both reacting with a groan.
"Well that's one more for the record books!" Remus responded brightly.
"Easy to say that, but you're not the one cleaning out all of the bathrooms by hand tonight," Sirius complained glumly.
Still, they all agreed that the revenge was worth the detentions.
When Lily saw Snape next, he was scowling bitterly and glaring at the pranksters with a cold white loathing, so vile that even Dora could detect it.
"He looks like he's sucking a lemon!" she remarked. "Poor boy, he really didn't deserve it."
The rest of the school noticed a faint lasting odor, no doubt from the dungbombs around him and the other Slytherins who had been trapped in the bathroom. the smell seemed to linger, even though all of them had no doubt showered since their imprisonment.
Snape approached James in Potions that afternoon. "I'll get you for this Potter!" he hissed under his breath.
James only grinned. "Yeah right!"
"I assure you James that I will not rest until each and every one of you get what you deserve!" Snape let his eyes drift from James and Sirius to Remus and Peter, finally looking over at Lily and Brittany. "And yes, I mean your little mudblood whores as well! they will get what they have coming." With a false grin, Severus turned his greasy head and marched across the classroom.
To add insult to injury, Sirius flung a spitball at Snape's retreating back, earning himself another detention from professor Ludwick.
"You know what that means!" he exclaimed happily, "I'm almost tied with you James! I've got three and you've got four. I'm going to beat you yet!"
James shook his head, "You wanna bet?"
Sirius raised an eyebrow mischievously, "Name your price?"
"I'll bet you ten galleons that by the end this year, I will have more detentions that you!" James prophesied.
Sirius shook his head skeptically, "No way you have a chance, but you are on!"
The two spit into their palms and shook hands, much to the disgust of Lily and Dora.
While the other students studied and played, Sirius and James spent the majority of their free time that week, cleaning toilets and removing Luminous Leeches from the Giant Lake Turtles which resided in the shallow parts of the lakes. Both of them had succeeded in upping their total detentions to five apiece, by setting off fireworks in Felman's class. Sirius had gotten an extra for insulting Filch to his face.
They only laid off, when Halloween night was in sight. Neither of them wanted to miss out on the festivities because of another detention. Dumbledore had announced that a feast would be held Halloween night, and each of the Gryffindor ghosts would be re-enacting their deaths.
There was a great deal of anticipation and gossip about the big night, students of all classes and years were constantly discussing it. Even plans for further revenge against the Slytherins, was put on the back burner.
"You'll love it," Frank Longbottom raved to the younger students. "Last year a group of hags came and performed a tap dance number. I can't wait to see what happens this year!"
With all the excitement building, on the day of Halloween, attention was at an all time low in each of Lily's classes. It seemed like torture to attend lessons on a holiday. But, the students were released early, to get ready for the feast.
Many of the older students, went up to the common room, to curl their hair and fix their makeup, but most of the first years, could not pass up an opportunity for fun. James and Sirius started a massive game of freeze tag outside the castle.
Lily found freeze tag much more enjoyable, when the possibility of cheating was eliminated by the fact that when a student was 'frozen' they were actually frozen.
Brittany, Lily and Dora always came to each other's rescue when one was frozen, and it soon turned into a mass competition between the first year girls and boys. the goings were even for a while, but soon the three girls found themselves frozen, with no one to turn to for help.
Despite their fun, Lily and the others arrived early for the feast, finding good seats at the table.
The hall was decorated so exquisitely, with floating pumpkins and candles in the air. Dark tablecloths covered the wooden tables, and more candles, and empty golden platters and bowls lay atop it.
Lily waited anxiously as the other students flooded in slowly. It seemed an eternity before Dumbledore stood and raised his goblet.
"I am sure you are all very eager for our entertainment to begin, as well as for your platters to fill. So I will leave you to your enjoyments this Halloween night, with only a few words; Happy Halloween!"
He sat down once more and all of the golden dishes were suddenly filled with the most delectable of treats. If Lily had not experienced this at the sorting, she would have been shocked.
Better than the food though, was the show. It was amazing to watch the pearly ghosts, which the students had all become accustomed to, telling the grisly stories of their own deaths.
After the ghosts had finished their re-enactments (the Bloody Baron's being the most frightening), the teachers themselves stood and began to sing a jolly song about a vampire and werewolf, that everyone found quite amusing, aside from a few Slytherins, who turned up their noses at this ridiculous display.
The very best part of the whole evening, came when everyone had gotten quite enough to eat. Everyone was about finished, and almost ready to head back to their dorms.
"Hey Lily!" James called, and tossed a piece of his pumpkin pie right into her face.
There was a moment, where everyone froze, not sure whether Lily would burst into tears, but then the tension was broke as she flung a platter of gravy at James. the gooey substance stuck to his hair, making it seem even more unruly than usual.
Then, all hell broke loose.
Food flew in all directions, before long all of the tables were involved. Lily even spotted Dumbledore smiling youthfully as he upturned a platter of spaghetti onto Professor Ludwick's sour face.
Not a student who left the great hall that night, remained un-plastered by food of some sort. Laughter and mirth overcame even the grumpiest of students, and a good time was had by all.
Even Ludwick appeared to be having a good time.
Sirius and James came out the worst, having concentrated their efforts mainly on one another, but Lily and Peter were also splendidly decorated. the party lasted long into the night in the Gryffindor common room. Eventually Professor Lacy came down and put a stop to the merriment, although she too, looked a bit reluctant to call it quits.