Well, this is my first fanfic, so I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the HP characters. Don't even own plastic cows. :( (Literally)
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Once upon a time… Yeah right! Like anyone uses THAT beginning anymore! Anyways…
BOOM! A loud bang sounded in Filch's office. Laughing, James and Sirius took off down the hall and away from the scene of the crime.
"Haha! That's what ol' Filch gets for giving us detention last week!" Sirius laughed as they made their way to Gryffindor tower. "Oh, how I'd love to see what his office looks and smells like after those dungbombs do their job!"
"Tch. You wouldn't even be able to tell that it was an office!"
"Purple Eggplant," James said as they came to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"What have you two little mischief-makers been up to now?" She asked angrily as she swung open, revealing the Gryffindor common room.
"Being lil angels," Sirius replied innocently as he and James walked on in. Once inside, they went over to the table where Peter and Remus were doing their homework.
"Still trying to finish your Potions homework?" James asked Peter as he sat down and took a few gasps of breath.
"Yeah," Peter groaned. "Why do we have to get so much homework in that class?" Everyone was silent for a while as they worked on their homework.
A while later, Lily walked by with a couple of her friends and sat down at the adjacent table. She then got out her own homework and books.
"Hey Lily," James said, turning around to look at her. She ignored him and turned away.
"C'mon, what's the matter?"
"Your big head," she replied curtly. "I don't associate with snobby, 'I'm-the-greatest-person-alive', flirts."
"Awe, you know that's not what I'm like," James protested.
"Hmph."
"C'mon, you know you wanna talk, or, maybe do more than talk," James coaxed. Lily's face started getting red.
"Shut up! I'm trying to do my homework!" she complained angrily.
"Ooh, I like them angry!"
"Urgh! Come on. Let's go," Lily said as she quickly gathered up her books and papers, but dropping her quill in the process. James quickly stooped to pick it up.
"Give me my quill back," Lily said with an edge on her voice.
"You want it? Come and get it!" James taunted, keeping the quill out of her reach.
"Please give it back. It's my last one, and I'm losing my patience," she warned.
"I'll give it back for a hug, or maybe a kiss in return," James offered.
"Or maybe a slap in the face!" Lily screeched, thoroughly fed up with him. James, seeing the danger level, backed off.
"Ok, ok. Here's your quill," he said quickly. "Don't blow up, ok? You're not as pretty when your face is all red."
"Thanks," she muttered, snatching back the quill. "Though you don't deserve it." That said, she and her friends left.
"Why do you go on trying to hit on Lily when she obviously hates you?" Peter asked.
"She may hate him, but he likes her," Sirius explained, smiling. "Besides, he likes trying to get girls who don't appreciate him. I guess it's like a hobby for him."
The next morning, James woke up with a yawn. Groggily, he put on his glasses and looked at his sleeping roommates.
He had dreamed about being with Lily again. This time, they were swimming together under a waterfall. Lily had on a cute purple bikini, and they had swam, splashed, and played in the water together. How romantic…
Suddenly, he noticed a package at the end of his bed. Curious, he reached for it, but pulled his hand back. It wouldn't do to be this incautious. After all, curiosity killed the cat!
After using his wand to check for any hexes or spells, he cautiously grabbed the packet and tore off the brown wrapping paper. He dumped out the contents which revealed themselves to be…gasp…PLASTIC COWS!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!" Remus and Peter awoke with a start. Sirius, however, still lay sleeping, as dead to the world as a hibernating bear.
"What are you screaming about?" Remus asked, obviously annoyed at James.
"G-get them away from me!" James gasped, trembling.
"What?"
"Th-the cows!"
"What?!"
"Over there! Plastic Cows!"
"Why are you afraid of plastic cows?" Peter asked.
"Look at them! Look at their beady lil eyes! They're staring right at me! Can't you see? You can just tell they're saying 'Eat me! Eat me!'"
Remus looks at him, bug-eyed. "You need some serious counseling."
"You know, I think they're cute," Peter said, admiring the little plastic figures. "I know, I'll name them! This one can be Spot, and that one can be Spotty, that one's Spotted, that's Spots, and the last one can be… The Big Cheese!" James and Remus looked at him like he had suddenly sprouted horns and a tail.
"What? I like cows!" Peter said indignantly.
"Then you can have them!" James said, shoving them over to him.
"Wow, thanks!" Peter looked genuinely pleased.
"Hey, by the way, who gave them to you?" Remus finally asked.
"Dunno," James replied, looking puzzled. "They were in a package at the end of my bed."
"That's weird."
"Why don't we just forget about it, and go have breakfast?" Peter suggested.
"Fine with me. Sirius'll be up sooner or later. After all, he's never missed a single meal," James said getting up off his bed and stretching. After the trio had changed into their robes, they went on down to the Great Hall.
Apparently, the Marauders have forgotten all about the cows. (except Peter, who continued to play with them) But have the cows forgotten them???
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Please review, and I will try to update as soon as I can!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the HP characters. Don't even own plastic cows. :( (Literally)
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Once upon a time… Yeah right! Like anyone uses THAT beginning anymore! Anyways…
BOOM! A loud bang sounded in Filch's office. Laughing, James and Sirius took off down the hall and away from the scene of the crime.
"Haha! That's what ol' Filch gets for giving us detention last week!" Sirius laughed as they made their way to Gryffindor tower. "Oh, how I'd love to see what his office looks and smells like after those dungbombs do their job!"
"Tch. You wouldn't even be able to tell that it was an office!"
"Purple Eggplant," James said as they came to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"What have you two little mischief-makers been up to now?" She asked angrily as she swung open, revealing the Gryffindor common room.
"Being lil angels," Sirius replied innocently as he and James walked on in. Once inside, they went over to the table where Peter and Remus were doing their homework.
"Still trying to finish your Potions homework?" James asked Peter as he sat down and took a few gasps of breath.
"Yeah," Peter groaned. "Why do we have to get so much homework in that class?" Everyone was silent for a while as they worked on their homework.
A while later, Lily walked by with a couple of her friends and sat down at the adjacent table. She then got out her own homework and books.
"Hey Lily," James said, turning around to look at her. She ignored him and turned away.
"C'mon, what's the matter?"
"Your big head," she replied curtly. "I don't associate with snobby, 'I'm-the-greatest-person-alive', flirts."
"Awe, you know that's not what I'm like," James protested.
"Hmph."
"C'mon, you know you wanna talk, or, maybe do more than talk," James coaxed. Lily's face started getting red.
"Shut up! I'm trying to do my homework!" she complained angrily.
"Ooh, I like them angry!"
"Urgh! Come on. Let's go," Lily said as she quickly gathered up her books and papers, but dropping her quill in the process. James quickly stooped to pick it up.
"Give me my quill back," Lily said with an edge on her voice.
"You want it? Come and get it!" James taunted, keeping the quill out of her reach.
"Please give it back. It's my last one, and I'm losing my patience," she warned.
"I'll give it back for a hug, or maybe a kiss in return," James offered.
"Or maybe a slap in the face!" Lily screeched, thoroughly fed up with him. James, seeing the danger level, backed off.
"Ok, ok. Here's your quill," he said quickly. "Don't blow up, ok? You're not as pretty when your face is all red."
"Thanks," she muttered, snatching back the quill. "Though you don't deserve it." That said, she and her friends left.
"Why do you go on trying to hit on Lily when she obviously hates you?" Peter asked.
"She may hate him, but he likes her," Sirius explained, smiling. "Besides, he likes trying to get girls who don't appreciate him. I guess it's like a hobby for him."
The next morning, James woke up with a yawn. Groggily, he put on his glasses and looked at his sleeping roommates.
He had dreamed about being with Lily again. This time, they were swimming together under a waterfall. Lily had on a cute purple bikini, and they had swam, splashed, and played in the water together. How romantic…
Suddenly, he noticed a package at the end of his bed. Curious, he reached for it, but pulled his hand back. It wouldn't do to be this incautious. After all, curiosity killed the cat!
After using his wand to check for any hexes or spells, he cautiously grabbed the packet and tore off the brown wrapping paper. He dumped out the contents which revealed themselves to be…gasp…PLASTIC COWS!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!" Remus and Peter awoke with a start. Sirius, however, still lay sleeping, as dead to the world as a hibernating bear.
"What are you screaming about?" Remus asked, obviously annoyed at James.
"G-get them away from me!" James gasped, trembling.
"What?"
"Th-the cows!"
"What?!"
"Over there! Plastic Cows!"
"Why are you afraid of plastic cows?" Peter asked.
"Look at them! Look at their beady lil eyes! They're staring right at me! Can't you see? You can just tell they're saying 'Eat me! Eat me!'"
Remus looks at him, bug-eyed. "You need some serious counseling."
"You know, I think they're cute," Peter said, admiring the little plastic figures. "I know, I'll name them! This one can be Spot, and that one can be Spotty, that one's Spotted, that's Spots, and the last one can be… The Big Cheese!" James and Remus looked at him like he had suddenly sprouted horns and a tail.
"What? I like cows!" Peter said indignantly.
"Then you can have them!" James said, shoving them over to him.
"Wow, thanks!" Peter looked genuinely pleased.
"Hey, by the way, who gave them to you?" Remus finally asked.
"Dunno," James replied, looking puzzled. "They were in a package at the end of my bed."
"That's weird."
"Why don't we just forget about it, and go have breakfast?" Peter suggested.
"Fine with me. Sirius'll be up sooner or later. After all, he's never missed a single meal," James said getting up off his bed and stretching. After the trio had changed into their robes, they went on down to the Great Hall.
Apparently, the Marauders have forgotten all about the cows. (except Peter, who continued to play with them) But have the cows forgotten them???
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Please review, and I will try to update as soon as I can!