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A/N: This entire story has been edited! I wrote it two years ago, and I saw some spots where I could improve things. I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 8: Sleeping Draught
When James came into the Great Hall, he looked extremely nervous. He was trying very hard not to look at Lily; he might do something stupid.
"Prongs, are you okay?" Remus asked James as he turned away from his book. James slumped down into his seat.
"You look a little pale," said Sirius.
"Don't worry. I'm fine," replied James quietly. He was too nervous to eat. Instead, he took out his Charms book, and propped it up against the milk jug.
"Okay, James, now I know something's wrong. You never do homework during breakfast!" said Sirius, pointing at the book.
"I...sent the poem," James said inaudibly.
"Huh? Sorry, I didn't catch that..." said Sirius.
"I sent the poem!" cried James as he crossed his arms on the table and buried his face in them.
"Oooh," replied Sirius, understanding. Remus began buttering some toast. Then he pinched James.
"Hey—mmph!" When James looked up to yell, Remus had stuffed the toast into his mouth.
"Sorry, James, but I know for a fact that when you're nervous, you don't eat anything. And I thought it would be a good idea to break that little habit of yours."
"Fanks," said James, his mouth full of toast.
"Anytime," replied Remus, turning back to his book.
Then the mail came. Owls came bursting through the open windows. James took a quick glance over at Lily. She was opening the letter he had sent her.
"Daniel!" James whispered, sinking lower into his seat.
"What?" replied Harry, who was trying to eat his porridge.
"What's Lily doing?" asked James, with only his bright red forehead visible. Harry looked over at her.
"Hey, James! She's smiling!"
"Really?" asked James, trying to see her.
"Yeah! Oh, and look, she's coming this way!" said Harry, his voice full of amusement.
"WHAT?" he cried. He sat up, and saw that Harry was right. She walked up to him.
"Hi James." She said, with a slight tinge in her cheeks. She was holding the letter.
"Hi Lily!" he said, probably too enthusiastically. Harry slapped his forehead. Sometimes his dad could be so thick. Lily laughed.
"Thanks for the poem, James," she replied, still blushing. "And yes, I'll meet you later."
"Great!" exclaimed James, once again, too enthusiastically. He had the biggest smile on his face.
"See you later then," said Lily, smiling at him.
"Yeah. See you later," replied James dreamily. Then Lily walked away.
"James, you're absolutely tactless!" cried Sirius teasingly.
"What?" asked James.
"Well, you spoke a bit...too eagerly," replied Remus.
"Oh, yeah," replied James, and they all started to laugh. "Well, it didn't turn out as badly as I thought it would." Then he began eating his cornflakes.
"Oh, good, you've recovered your appetite," said Sirius. James laughed.
"Well, Prongs, as long as you don't mess anything up, this plan will might actually work!" said Remus.
"Yeah, it might," said James.
"Come on, let's go. We'll be late for Transfiguration," said Remus, getting up from his seat and grabbing his bag.
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Hermione, Lily, James, Remus, and Sirius were the only ones that were able to transfigure their whistles into canaries.
"Excellent! Thirty points to Gryffindor!" said Professor McGonagall, beaming at them. When Harry and Ron tried it, their canaries turned out all right, but they stayed the same color as the whistle.
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"Hey Padfoot, let's meet in the dorm at eight. We can plan what we're doing tomorrow," James whispered during their Charms lesson.
"Okay," said Sirius. Then he started laughing. James was staring at Lily again. "Yoo-hoo! Prongs! Earth to Prongs!" he said, waving his hand in front of James's face. James snapped back to reality.
"Oh, yeah, sorry. We need to find a way to make Daniel, Devon, Derek, Zach, Josh, and Evan stay in the Common Room."
"How about a bit of Sleeping Draught in their pumpkin juice?" Sirius suggested.
"Excellent," said James. "But we have to do it really carefully. Make sure to get to dinner early to put the Sleeping Draught in."
"All right. Hold on, let's get Remus to lead them in, and make them sit in the seats with the 'special' goblets," said Sirius, grinning.
"Excellent. You go ahead and tell him after the lesson."
"Prongs, I think we're too clever for our own good."
"Yes, I believe we are."
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"James! Quick! They're coming!" cried Sirius, jumping up and down at the entrance of the Great Hall. James tipped in the last of the Sleeping Draught into a goblet.
"Hi guys!" said Sirius, who was stifling his laughter.
"Er, hi, Sirius...are you okay?" asked Harry, worriedly.
"Oh, he's fine," said Remus, waving away Harry's concern. "Come on, let's go take our seats."
"Hello!" said James, as they walked toward their usual spots at the table. "Daniel, buddy! Why don't you sit here next to me? Oh, and you can sit here, Derek!" he said, pointing to two seats.
"Yeah, and Evan, you sit here, and Devon can sit here!" said Peter, doing the same.
"Come on, Zach, you sit here. And Josh, you sit here!" said Sirius. All four of the Marauders were grinning.
'There's something really weird going on..." thought Harry, helping himself to a dinner roll.
"Man, I'm thirsty," said Sirius. Then he held up his goblet. "You know what? I'd like to propose a toast. To Daniel, Derek, Devon, Zach, Josh, and Evan!"
"To Daniel, Derek, Devon, Zach, Josh, and Evan!" the Marauders exclaimed. They clunked their goblets together, and they all drank. Then, in the blink of an eye, the boys from Beauxbatons fell asleep. They had planned to get to dinner early, so that they would not have any witnesses.
"Excellent!" said Sirius.
"Brilliant," said James.
"Hey, Peter fell asleep!" cried Remus. They looked over at Peter. Then they turned to James.
"Oh. Oops..." replied James whipping out his wand. "Ennervate." Peter woke up.
"What happened?" cried Peter, as he looked around wildly.
"Sorry, Wormtail. I guess I put Sleeping Draught in one goblet too many..." said James. Then they all started laughing.
"Oh well. Let's eat, and then carry these guys up to the common room," said Sirius.
Well, how did you like this chapter? I got the idea of writing a poem from my friend Helene. Thanks, Helene!!! About the next few chapters, some things will come up that you probably didn't expect. Please write a review! I love reading your comments. Thanks a bunch, and have a nice day! :)
A/N: This entire story has been edited! I wrote it two years ago, and I saw some spots where I could improve things. I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 8: Sleeping Draught
When James came into the Great Hall, he looked extremely nervous. He was trying very hard not to look at Lily; he might do something stupid.
"Prongs, are you okay?" Remus asked James as he turned away from his book. James slumped down into his seat.
"You look a little pale," said Sirius.
"Don't worry. I'm fine," replied James quietly. He was too nervous to eat. Instead, he took out his Charms book, and propped it up against the milk jug.
"Okay, James, now I know something's wrong. You never do homework during breakfast!" said Sirius, pointing at the book.
"I...sent the poem," James said inaudibly.
"Huh? Sorry, I didn't catch that..." said Sirius.
"I sent the poem!" cried James as he crossed his arms on the table and buried his face in them.
"Oooh," replied Sirius, understanding. Remus began buttering some toast. Then he pinched James.
"Hey—mmph!" When James looked up to yell, Remus had stuffed the toast into his mouth.
"Sorry, James, but I know for a fact that when you're nervous, you don't eat anything. And I thought it would be a good idea to break that little habit of yours."
"Fanks," said James, his mouth full of toast.
"Anytime," replied Remus, turning back to his book.
Then the mail came. Owls came bursting through the open windows. James took a quick glance over at Lily. She was opening the letter he had sent her.
"Daniel!" James whispered, sinking lower into his seat.
"What?" replied Harry, who was trying to eat his porridge.
"What's Lily doing?" asked James, with only his bright red forehead visible. Harry looked over at her.
"Hey, James! She's smiling!"
"Really?" asked James, trying to see her.
"Yeah! Oh, and look, she's coming this way!" said Harry, his voice full of amusement.
"WHAT?" he cried. He sat up, and saw that Harry was right. She walked up to him.
"Hi James." She said, with a slight tinge in her cheeks. She was holding the letter.
"Hi Lily!" he said, probably too enthusiastically. Harry slapped his forehead. Sometimes his dad could be so thick. Lily laughed.
"Thanks for the poem, James," she replied, still blushing. "And yes, I'll meet you later."
"Great!" exclaimed James, once again, too enthusiastically. He had the biggest smile on his face.
"See you later then," said Lily, smiling at him.
"Yeah. See you later," replied James dreamily. Then Lily walked away.
"James, you're absolutely tactless!" cried Sirius teasingly.
"What?" asked James.
"Well, you spoke a bit...too eagerly," replied Remus.
"Oh, yeah," replied James, and they all started to laugh. "Well, it didn't turn out as badly as I thought it would." Then he began eating his cornflakes.
"Oh, good, you've recovered your appetite," said Sirius. James laughed.
"Well, Prongs, as long as you don't mess anything up, this plan will might actually work!" said Remus.
"Yeah, it might," said James.
"Come on, let's go. We'll be late for Transfiguration," said Remus, getting up from his seat and grabbing his bag.
------------------------------------------------------------
Hermione, Lily, James, Remus, and Sirius were the only ones that were able to transfigure their whistles into canaries.
"Excellent! Thirty points to Gryffindor!" said Professor McGonagall, beaming at them. When Harry and Ron tried it, their canaries turned out all right, but they stayed the same color as the whistle.
------------------------------------------------------------
"Hey Padfoot, let's meet in the dorm at eight. We can plan what we're doing tomorrow," James whispered during their Charms lesson.
"Okay," said Sirius. Then he started laughing. James was staring at Lily again. "Yoo-hoo! Prongs! Earth to Prongs!" he said, waving his hand in front of James's face. James snapped back to reality.
"Oh, yeah, sorry. We need to find a way to make Daniel, Devon, Derek, Zach, Josh, and Evan stay in the Common Room."
"How about a bit of Sleeping Draught in their pumpkin juice?" Sirius suggested.
"Excellent," said James. "But we have to do it really carefully. Make sure to get to dinner early to put the Sleeping Draught in."
"All right. Hold on, let's get Remus to lead them in, and make them sit in the seats with the 'special' goblets," said Sirius, grinning.
"Excellent. You go ahead and tell him after the lesson."
"Prongs, I think we're too clever for our own good."
"Yes, I believe we are."
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"James! Quick! They're coming!" cried Sirius, jumping up and down at the entrance of the Great Hall. James tipped in the last of the Sleeping Draught into a goblet.
"Hi guys!" said Sirius, who was stifling his laughter.
"Er, hi, Sirius...are you okay?" asked Harry, worriedly.
"Oh, he's fine," said Remus, waving away Harry's concern. "Come on, let's go take our seats."
"Hello!" said James, as they walked toward their usual spots at the table. "Daniel, buddy! Why don't you sit here next to me? Oh, and you can sit here, Derek!" he said, pointing to two seats.
"Yeah, and Evan, you sit here, and Devon can sit here!" said Peter, doing the same.
"Come on, Zach, you sit here. And Josh, you sit here!" said Sirius. All four of the Marauders were grinning.
'There's something really weird going on..." thought Harry, helping himself to a dinner roll.
"Man, I'm thirsty," said Sirius. Then he held up his goblet. "You know what? I'd like to propose a toast. To Daniel, Derek, Devon, Zach, Josh, and Evan!"
"To Daniel, Derek, Devon, Zach, Josh, and Evan!" the Marauders exclaimed. They clunked their goblets together, and they all drank. Then, in the blink of an eye, the boys from Beauxbatons fell asleep. They had planned to get to dinner early, so that they would not have any witnesses.
"Excellent!" said Sirius.
"Brilliant," said James.
"Hey, Peter fell asleep!" cried Remus. They looked over at Peter. Then they turned to James.
"Oh. Oops..." replied James whipping out his wand. "Ennervate." Peter woke up.
"What happened?" cried Peter, as he looked around wildly.
"Sorry, Wormtail. I guess I put Sleeping Draught in one goblet too many..." said James. Then they all started laughing.
"Oh well. Let's eat, and then carry these guys up to the common room," said Sirius.
Well, how did you like this chapter? I got the idea of writing a poem from my friend Helene. Thanks, Helene!!! About the next few chapters, some things will come up that you probably didn't expect. Please write a review! I love reading your comments. Thanks a bunch, and have a nice day! :)