Since this is all in my English journal for a grade, I had to do a character guide so Mrs. Kendrick would understand. Is anyone interested in me posting it?
CHAPTER EIGHT
The Marauders walked into the Potions classroom chortling about their latest escapade.
"Did you see the look on Snivellus' face when he woke up?" James chuckled.
"He looked shocked out of his mind!" Remus choked out through his laughter.
"I'd be shocked too if I hadn't bathed in two years and woke up one day surrounded by water," Sirius said nastily.
Good one, Padfoot," Peter sniggered. "Malfoy was the best, though."
"Oh my goodness, not water! I can't get my hair wet now, it'll frizz, and then I might die!" James squealed mockingly, dramatically fainting backwards into Sirius' arms, who promptly dropped him.
"Thanks a lot, mate," James said grumpily, rubbing his backside.
Sirius flashed a winning smile. "Hey, what are friends for?"
All of a sudden, Remus' coloring dropped another notch. "Lily alert, Lily alert!" he whispered frantically.
"Bollocks, where can we hide?" James said.
"Quick, behind the cauldrons!" Sirius said. But before they could move, a voice came slicing through the air.
"JAMES POTTER!"
"Damn," James swore under his breath, turning to face the fiery redhead with her hands on her hips. "Evans! Fancy meeting you here!"
"What were you thinking?" hissed an irate Lily, poking James hard in the chest to emphasize each word. "What if someone didn't know how to swim? That was really dangerous!"
"Evans, we put a Bubble Head Charm on each and every one of them. There's no way anyone could've drowned," James said patiently.
"Well, what about the giant squid?" faltered Lily, thrown by the revelation that for once, James Potter had taken someone else's needs into account.
"The giant squid wouldn't hurt a fly. You know that."
"Oh. Well," Lily said, feeling a bit stupid. "Um…sorry for assuming your prank was more reckless than it was."
"Water under the bridge," James grinned, running his hand through his hair. "Feeling generous enough to go on a date with me?"
"You little -" sputtered Lily. Throwing her hands up in exasperation, she fumed over to her cauldron across the room.
James slid behind his cauldron just as Professor Rinehart entered the room. "Take your seats, take your seats," the Potions master drawled. "Rather than clean up after the spats Gryffindors always start when paired with Slytherins, today I'm letting you pick your own partners. Today only, mind you! Groups of no more than four. Your instructions -" he tapped the board twice with his wand, magically revealing writing – "are on the board. Supplies are in the closet. Begin."
Thirty minutes later, the Babbling Bile was well under way, and James was bored. He poked Remus in the back of the head, but Remus didn't notice. Sirius studied him for a moment, then poked him in the side of the face. No reaction. James poked him in the side, but nothing happened. Sirius planted his face about an inch away from Remus' ear, and then poked it. Nothing.
After five minutes of unsuccessful attempts to provoke Remus by poking, James grabbed his nose hard with some metal tongs.
"Damn it James, I'm trying to count!" bellowed Remus.
"Potter, Black, Lupin, Pettigrew, detention in my office at 8 o'clock," Professor Rinehart said lazily.
Remus and Peter groaned, but James and Sirius were ecstatic.
"Yeah! One step closer to the all time record of detentions! Thanks, Professor!"