Chapter Sixteen: Pranks-meade.
As the next few months flew by, the pranksters didn't stop with their—pranks. They still spent every day plotting their prank of the month.
In November, they changed the spaghetti to snakes.
In December, they had a prank planned, but it didn't work—they thought they would be the only ones staying over vacation, forgetting Lily. She, of course, got ahold of their plans, and ripped them up. All they got that month was the password into the Slytherin Common Room—and no one knew that they knew it except themselves.
In January, once all the students had returned, they put a charm on all the ink bottles they came across, making them invisible, and taking them. By the end of the month they had around five hundred ink bottles, but, as they were invisible, no one knew they had them. It wasn't until they spilled it over all the Slytherins, then said the spell to make it appear ("Appareo!") and suddenly all of the people in Slytherin were found covered in ink.
But there was no proof they had pulled any of these pranks—the only thing saying they had was every person's gut instinct, but that wasn't enough.
As February and the next Hogsmeade visit drew nearer, the February prank was pulled—the Slytherins woke up not able to speak! A Jawbind potion (purposely made wrong as to delay the time it would take for the potion to take effect) had been put into all the Slytherin's drinks the previous night at dinner.
The following day was the Hogsmeade visit. Lily had planned to go with Vanessa, as they had some shopping to do—but Vanessa didn't show up at the meeting place!
Lily walked into Hogsmeade alone to see Vanessa kissing Remus!
'Well, at least she's having a good time,' thought Lily, chuckling, as she drew back quickly from the pub.
Unfortunately for Lily, she ran into none other than James Potter and Sirius Black on her time alone in Hogsmeade.
"Evans, do you know where our bud Remus is?" asked James, cruelly.
"No, Potter, I don't," lied Lily, but was forced upon a wall this time.
"Evans, I am serious. WHERE IS REMUS?"
"What would make you think I knew anything about Remus' location?"
"The fact that we saw him earlier with Vanessa and we knew she was coming here with you today. We figured you may have gone looking for Vanessa and run into Remus." said James, proudly.
"Don't look so proud Potter," said Lily, hiding reality from his view. "You speak rubbish. Now I'd like it if you let me go," said Lily, and James moved out of the way—though he didn't want to.
He wanted to hold on to Lily, and he had no clue why.
"You may pass," muttered James, confused on why ever he'd actually obey Lily Evans.
"Thank you Potter," said Lily, making her way through the path. James, confused on how he could even like her, watched her diaappear—and once she did, he and Sirius head towards The Three Broomsticks.
Chapter Seventeen: Pranks, Girls, and an Enchanted Map
As March came and went, the Marauders seemed to have struck again. The Slytherin Common Room password hadn't changed—so, naturally, when everyone was in classes, Sirius excused himself, heading into the Slytherin common room.
He casted the spell he had learned back in second year, 'Spongify!', on all the items in the Common Room. He then conjured a Muggle-kind of artifact, a surveiillance camera, and used 'Wingardium Leviosa!' to lift it up, sticking it onto the ceiling. "I have to see this," said Sirius, smiling, as he took the other end of the surveillance camera and brought it to the Gryffindor common room.
Everyone enjoyed the show that night—as Spongify needed to be reversed to change the condition, it was fun to watch the Slytherins sit down on their couch and then bounce up to the ceiling, coming right back down upon the couch again, and continuing the up-and-down motion until they finally changed their position on the way down to land on the floor. Even little things, like the carpets and stairs, Sirius had put the charm upon everything—so as a Slytherin touched it, the person would bounce in the opposite direction. They couldn't even exit their common room, as the door had the Spongify placed upon it, so they were stuck like that—until Dumbledore went in, and he Gryffindors went silent.
"Gryffindors, the show is over. You can be sure I will catch whichever one of you made this mess," said Professor Dumbledore, and the whole of Gryffindor house sulked—the show was over.
April was the time of the next Quidditch match. As Lily had made the team as a Chaser that year, she and James both made their way down to the Quidditch field that night.
"Immature," she muttered, grabbing her broom from the cupboard holding hers.
"Too mature," said James, smirking, as he grabbed his own broom.
As they all flew out, there appeared to be no Slytherin team.
"WHERE ARE THE BLOODY COWARDS?" asked the commentator, John Jordan.
"Language. Jordan!"
"Sorry, Professor! Where are the Slytherins?" he asked, just like everyone else in the stadium.
But the Marauders had struck again. Everyone suddenly saw three broomsticks flying themselves at James and Sirius, hittng him.
"What the bloody hell is this about Potter?" asked Lily.
"Who knows?" said James, smiling as he Transfigured the broom in front of him back into a normal person. All the other brooms had also followed suit, turning into the normal Silver Arrows (the Malfoy family had made a very generous donation and that was probably why Lucius Malfoy was captain of the Slytherin team).
Gryffindor won the match with a score of fifty to three hundred seventy. "There hasn't been that huge a blowout since 1879," said James, telling the team. "Well done."
That night Lily fell asleep in the common room—and woke up in James Potter's bed.
"WHY THE BLOODY HELL AM I IN HERE?!" asked Lily, waking up the whole dorm.
"Did you and Prongs get your groove on last night or something?"
"No, nothing happened Padfoot," said James, waking up. "I slept over here."
"Why am I even here?"
"You fell asleep downstairs and I couldn't get in the girls' dorms to put you in there—I hoped you wouldn't mind. Don't worry, nothing happened."
"It better not have, 'cause if it did you myaswell be running for your life right now," said Lily, getting out of bed and going back into the girls' dorms, where questions were fired at her from every direction.
"We all saw James take you up to his dorm, the sweetie!"
"Did you guys do anything up there?"
"Besides kiss?"
"Besides making out?"
"Besides—"
"Shut your bloody traps. Nothing happened, he swore it to me, and for once I am going to have to believe him," said Lily, turning away as she grabbed her school robes and put them on, ready for a full day. She couldn't stop thinking about how kind James—Potter, had been to her the previous night. With any other girl he would have brought her to his dorm and had some 'fun' with her. Why didn't he do that to her?