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Chapter Two
"Snape," snapped the Potions Professor, "what root should I add to this love potion to create the desired affect?"
"Ginger Root," stated Severus. "I wish I could be just like you. I love your red robes. They really bring out the color of your cheeks."
"Thank you, Severus. Now, can we get back to the potions, not your infatuation with me?"
"But I didn't mean that—yes I did—but—I—I can explain..."
"Severus we will discuss this after class, unless of course you have something you need to get out of your system at this time."
"No—ok yes—but—nobody loves meeeeee!" Snape shouted as he burst into tears.
Nothing, not even Snape's wails, could be heard over the howls of laughter that erupted from the marauders at that moment. To add to Severus's embarrassment, Sirius suddenly stood up and shouted to Snape, "Hey, Snivellus! Prongs over here has a question for you!" "James's ego is so big, he learned how to strut before he could even crawl!" Snape squealed. "Snivelly, when was the last time you took a shower, you big grease ball?!" "Last night—ok fine last week—FINE—I GIVE UP—LAST MONTH!!!" If it were even possible the marauders laughed louder, as all of the girls around Severus inched farther away in their chairs. "WHOO!!! Let's give a round of applause for the longest stretch of time in between showers!!!" cheered Sirius sardonically. "Not true!" shrieked Snape, "one time I didn't take a shower for 2 and ¼ months!" He clapped his hands over his mouth and ran, spilling his cauldron over the floor as he tripped on a chair leg and skidded out of the room.
Malfoy's adventures in Charms...
Malfoy had just taken his usual seat in Charms class, in between Crabbe, Goyle, Bella, and Narcissa. Typically, Narcissa would fawn over how wonderful he was and then Bella would compliment him and it would turn into a competition by the end of class. But today, Narcissa was upset with Bellatrix and Lucius, so during Charms, disaster erupted.
"Hey Bella," crooned Malfoy, "come with me to Hogsmeade tonight?" "Of course," replied Bella, "there's nobody I would enjoy going with more." "Speak for yourself!" burst Lucius. "I'm only going with you because my dad keeps forcing me to pretend that I like you!" "Excuse me?" snapped Bellatrix. "You heard him, Dumb-bell," retorted Narcissa. "He doesn't even like you!"
"LUCIUS!" shrieked Bellatrix. "Don't upset me! I happened to know every embarrassing thing about you!" "Not true!" Lucius hollered. "You don't know that I suck my thumb and have a collection of stuffed animal bunnies!" "Bunnies?!" gaped Narcissa. "They're pink and baby blue." "What other things haven't you told us?" interrogated Goyle. "I'm actually bald, so I have to wear a wig secured by magic." "Why'd you get one so ugly?" asked Crabbe. "Because my dad wanted to punish me—I was the reason for my hair loss. I was trying to brew a lust potion because Chi Chang didn't fancy me, and it exploded and burned off my hair."
Malfoy, meanwhile, had been becoming redder by the second, and he couldn't figure out why he kept telling the truth. He performed a freezing charm on the room and went straight to his common room to regroup. He found a miserable surprise there, though. James, Sirius, Peter, and Lupin (muttering under breath about what a big mistake this was) were there to greet him.
"It's all your fault, isn't it?" accused Malfoy. "I guess I underestimated you, Malfoy. I didn't think you would have the brains to even figure out what was going on." "I don't know what's going on. I just keep saying stu—Sirius, I secretly admire your charming good looks and cleverness. For Merlin's sake!" "I'm sorry, Lucius, but you're not my type," taunted Sirius. "Sod off, you nark!" yelled Malfoy. "This is GREAT!" beamed James. "You guys are geniuses." Peter said. "When this truth thing wears off, I'm going to make you wish you were never born—well, you'll be miserable—I'll try to make you miserable!" "Lucius," Remus chimed, "looking at you makes us miserable. So, please leave before you embarrass yourself even further."
"I hate you all!" bellowed Lucius. "James, you're going to pay for this!"
"Hey!" whined James, "Why do I have to pay. It wasn't all my idea!"
"You have to pay because I don't want to hurt Sirius, Peter is too lame, and Remus is too responsible to be part of this scheme," Malfoy explained as he ran towards his room and slammed the door behind him. James and Sirius exchanged ecstatic glances and then started laughing.
During lunch...
"Oooohhhhhhhhhh, Lu-uciu-ssss," James crooned. "Why don't you come over here and tell the faculty how you feel about them. "That's quite alright. I really don't think they care to hear what I have to say." "Oh yes, Malfoy, I think they do," Sirius replied. Sirius and James grabbed Lucius by either arm and brought him up to the faculty table in the Great Hall. "Lucius Malfoy has something he'd like to say to you," James said, matter- of-factly. "No, I don't—yes, I do—I'm supposed to tell you what I think of you." "Well, Lucius," began Dumbledore, "what is it that you think of me?" "You're a wrinkly, old bat....in a good way—not really. I hate you! My dad has been trying to get you fired since you took over this school!" "I suppose that everybody is entitled to their own opinions, Lucius," stated Dumbledore calmly. "Is there something you would like to say to anybody else, while you are up here?"
Lucius began looking down at his feet and avoiding eye contact with everyone. James and Sirius started to snicker uncontrollably during their attempts to keep a straight face. "James. Sirius. Is my suspicion that you have got something to do with Lucius's honesty, or am I mistaken?" asked Dumbledore. "Well—um—you see—we just thought that—"James stuttered. "We just thought that, in honor of the co-operation program, honesty would help open up the doors to friendship and understanding," Sirius finished. "I see," said Dumbledore, "well despite the fact that I appreciate your enthusiasm of honesty, I am going to be forcing you to serve detentions together."
"But Dumbledore," interrupted Lupin, who appeared out of nowhere, "I thought that you would be pleased that they are taking such an active role in your program. After all, how can you expect to form friendships based on lies and deceit? The best way to bond is to not be afraid of opening up to others even if you don't feel completely confident, and the best way to do that is with enthusiastic students and a little, truth spell."
Sirius and James gaped at Remus. Mr. Perfect Prefect purposely deceiving Dumbledore in order to get out of deserved punishment; who would have thought?! "Very well, Lupin, after that lovely speech I suppose I could let you slide this time, but bear in mind that next time you wish to 'endorse' my program, I must ask you to avoid using magic. You understand, of course." "Yes, sir wrinkly old coot," Lucius said as he saluted. "You bark, we jump. It's the way of the world, after all." Lucius continued to spurt out insults at Dumbledore while Remus dragged him out of the Great Hall by his ear.
That night...
James was studying for Divination on the couch in the common room, when he fell asleep in mid-sentence. His exhaustion caused by the extreme boredom that is N.E.W.T. level Divination. Meanwhile, Lucius's peaceful sleep was being interrupted by a very loud snore coming from Goyle. Malfoy was grouchy and tired because in his dream he had been running away from a car full of clowns with red noses and hair. He decided to go down to the common room and try his luck with sleeping as far away from his snoring roommates as physically possible.
When he got down to the common room, he was surprised to find James Potter sprawled out on his favorite coach mumbling incoherently. Lucius couldn't comprehend what James was mumbling, until he crept over to where James's head was hung over the arm of the chair. "Mm, Lily," muttered James, "I love you—girlfriend—you—my...kiss me—Lilly Evans..." "What?!" Lucius gaped silently. "James Potter is in love with that mudblood?!" "It's payback time..." Lucius cackled as he stalked back into his bedroom.
Upcoming Events: I'm thinking about having Lucius try and win Lily over...but she hates him almost as much as she hates James...so it should be interesting.
Chapter Two
"Snape," snapped the Potions Professor, "what root should I add to this love potion to create the desired affect?"
"Ginger Root," stated Severus. "I wish I could be just like you. I love your red robes. They really bring out the color of your cheeks."
"Thank you, Severus. Now, can we get back to the potions, not your infatuation with me?"
"But I didn't mean that—yes I did—but—I—I can explain..."
"Severus we will discuss this after class, unless of course you have something you need to get out of your system at this time."
"No—ok yes—but—nobody loves meeeeee!" Snape shouted as he burst into tears.
Nothing, not even Snape's wails, could be heard over the howls of laughter that erupted from the marauders at that moment. To add to Severus's embarrassment, Sirius suddenly stood up and shouted to Snape, "Hey, Snivellus! Prongs over here has a question for you!" "James's ego is so big, he learned how to strut before he could even crawl!" Snape squealed. "Snivelly, when was the last time you took a shower, you big grease ball?!" "Last night—ok fine last week—FINE—I GIVE UP—LAST MONTH!!!" If it were even possible the marauders laughed louder, as all of the girls around Severus inched farther away in their chairs. "WHOO!!! Let's give a round of applause for the longest stretch of time in between showers!!!" cheered Sirius sardonically. "Not true!" shrieked Snape, "one time I didn't take a shower for 2 and ¼ months!" He clapped his hands over his mouth and ran, spilling his cauldron over the floor as he tripped on a chair leg and skidded out of the room.
Malfoy's adventures in Charms...
Malfoy had just taken his usual seat in Charms class, in between Crabbe, Goyle, Bella, and Narcissa. Typically, Narcissa would fawn over how wonderful he was and then Bella would compliment him and it would turn into a competition by the end of class. But today, Narcissa was upset with Bellatrix and Lucius, so during Charms, disaster erupted.
"Hey Bella," crooned Malfoy, "come with me to Hogsmeade tonight?" "Of course," replied Bella, "there's nobody I would enjoy going with more." "Speak for yourself!" burst Lucius. "I'm only going with you because my dad keeps forcing me to pretend that I like you!" "Excuse me?" snapped Bellatrix. "You heard him, Dumb-bell," retorted Narcissa. "He doesn't even like you!"
"LUCIUS!" shrieked Bellatrix. "Don't upset me! I happened to know every embarrassing thing about you!" "Not true!" Lucius hollered. "You don't know that I suck my thumb and have a collection of stuffed animal bunnies!" "Bunnies?!" gaped Narcissa. "They're pink and baby blue." "What other things haven't you told us?" interrogated Goyle. "I'm actually bald, so I have to wear a wig secured by magic." "Why'd you get one so ugly?" asked Crabbe. "Because my dad wanted to punish me—I was the reason for my hair loss. I was trying to brew a lust potion because Chi Chang didn't fancy me, and it exploded and burned off my hair."
Malfoy, meanwhile, had been becoming redder by the second, and he couldn't figure out why he kept telling the truth. He performed a freezing charm on the room and went straight to his common room to regroup. He found a miserable surprise there, though. James, Sirius, Peter, and Lupin (muttering under breath about what a big mistake this was) were there to greet him.
"It's all your fault, isn't it?" accused Malfoy. "I guess I underestimated you, Malfoy. I didn't think you would have the brains to even figure out what was going on." "I don't know what's going on. I just keep saying stu—Sirius, I secretly admire your charming good looks and cleverness. For Merlin's sake!" "I'm sorry, Lucius, but you're not my type," taunted Sirius. "Sod off, you nark!" yelled Malfoy. "This is GREAT!" beamed James. "You guys are geniuses." Peter said. "When this truth thing wears off, I'm going to make you wish you were never born—well, you'll be miserable—I'll try to make you miserable!" "Lucius," Remus chimed, "looking at you makes us miserable. So, please leave before you embarrass yourself even further."
"I hate you all!" bellowed Lucius. "James, you're going to pay for this!"
"Hey!" whined James, "Why do I have to pay. It wasn't all my idea!"
"You have to pay because I don't want to hurt Sirius, Peter is too lame, and Remus is too responsible to be part of this scheme," Malfoy explained as he ran towards his room and slammed the door behind him. James and Sirius exchanged ecstatic glances and then started laughing.
During lunch...
"Oooohhhhhhhhhh, Lu-uciu-ssss," James crooned. "Why don't you come over here and tell the faculty how you feel about them. "That's quite alright. I really don't think they care to hear what I have to say." "Oh yes, Malfoy, I think they do," Sirius replied. Sirius and James grabbed Lucius by either arm and brought him up to the faculty table in the Great Hall. "Lucius Malfoy has something he'd like to say to you," James said, matter- of-factly. "No, I don't—yes, I do—I'm supposed to tell you what I think of you." "Well, Lucius," began Dumbledore, "what is it that you think of me?" "You're a wrinkly, old bat....in a good way—not really. I hate you! My dad has been trying to get you fired since you took over this school!" "I suppose that everybody is entitled to their own opinions, Lucius," stated Dumbledore calmly. "Is there something you would like to say to anybody else, while you are up here?"
Lucius began looking down at his feet and avoiding eye contact with everyone. James and Sirius started to snicker uncontrollably during their attempts to keep a straight face. "James. Sirius. Is my suspicion that you have got something to do with Lucius's honesty, or am I mistaken?" asked Dumbledore. "Well—um—you see—we just thought that—"James stuttered. "We just thought that, in honor of the co-operation program, honesty would help open up the doors to friendship and understanding," Sirius finished. "I see," said Dumbledore, "well despite the fact that I appreciate your enthusiasm of honesty, I am going to be forcing you to serve detentions together."
"But Dumbledore," interrupted Lupin, who appeared out of nowhere, "I thought that you would be pleased that they are taking such an active role in your program. After all, how can you expect to form friendships based on lies and deceit? The best way to bond is to not be afraid of opening up to others even if you don't feel completely confident, and the best way to do that is with enthusiastic students and a little, truth spell."
Sirius and James gaped at Remus. Mr. Perfect Prefect purposely deceiving Dumbledore in order to get out of deserved punishment; who would have thought?! "Very well, Lupin, after that lovely speech I suppose I could let you slide this time, but bear in mind that next time you wish to 'endorse' my program, I must ask you to avoid using magic. You understand, of course." "Yes, sir wrinkly old coot," Lucius said as he saluted. "You bark, we jump. It's the way of the world, after all." Lucius continued to spurt out insults at Dumbledore while Remus dragged him out of the Great Hall by his ear.
That night...
James was studying for Divination on the couch in the common room, when he fell asleep in mid-sentence. His exhaustion caused by the extreme boredom that is N.E.W.T. level Divination. Meanwhile, Lucius's peaceful sleep was being interrupted by a very loud snore coming from Goyle. Malfoy was grouchy and tired because in his dream he had been running away from a car full of clowns with red noses and hair. He decided to go down to the common room and try his luck with sleeping as far away from his snoring roommates as physically possible.
When he got down to the common room, he was surprised to find James Potter sprawled out on his favorite coach mumbling incoherently. Lucius couldn't comprehend what James was mumbling, until he crept over to where James's head was hung over the arm of the chair. "Mm, Lily," muttered James, "I love you—girlfriend—you—my...kiss me—Lilly Evans..." "What?!" Lucius gaped silently. "James Potter is in love with that mudblood?!" "It's payback time..." Lucius cackled as he stalked back into his bedroom.
Upcoming Events: I'm thinking about having Lucius try and win Lily over...but she hates him almost as much as she hates James...so it should be interesting.