Disclaimer: ME NO OWN HARRY POTTER! YOU NO SUE!!! (waves at Kat)
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It was a dark and stormy night...
'Now, now! What have I said about exaggerationg?'
Erk. Fine. It was a bight and cheery morning. All of a sudden, a scream rang out through the 6th year boys dormitory.
'It was more of a squeal, actually.'
Whatever. Anyways, the lot of us woke up to find James staring at the foot of his bed. In a horrified voice, he pointed at the floor and shrieked:
"Not a present! Not one bloody present!!"
I stared. Remus stared. Peter stared. Hell, even Damien stared, and he wasn't even awake!
'That didn't even make sense.'
I don't care! Anyways, Peter was the first of us to gather our wits.
"Er, James?"
James was flipping out. I really had no clue what was going on, although he seemed to be expecting presents for some reason.
Remus was still staring at James, obviously trying to figure something out.
'Did it hurt, I wonder?'
Shut it, you! Remus finally opened his mouth, and at that moment James let out an earsplitting shriek.
'My ears are still ringing.'
You don't have ears. Suddenly, James jumped up and ran to the door.
"Those present snatchers! I'll teach those Slytherins to steal presents on Christmas!"
I spoke up:
"James! It's not-"
"Don't you bloody tell me not to go down there!"
My feeble mumble of 'even Christmas' fell on deaf ears. Then, despite the fact he was still in his boxers, James ran off.
The three of us looked at each other. Obviously, we had to do something. But what?
'Obviously.'
I'm just going to ignore you.
'Whatever.'
It was Peter who came up with the brilliant plan.
"Think we should follow him?"
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A/N: DEDICATED TO KAT!! HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS!!
I wrote this during a fit of boredom one day before school. I don't think i'm going to continue it, but it IS going in the marauder's series.
C/C make the world go 'round!
SANDY-KINS