A/N: Hello again! T'is I, Lara Potter. BACK WITH ANOTHER EPISODE OF OPPOSITE DAY! Don't you just love me?

Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Harry Potter or anything related to Harry Potter... I just thought of the plot to this fanfic. All other credit goes to my idol, Jo Rowling!

Opposite Day: Year Two

By Lara Potter

The Night Before

Sirius Black and James Potter were running around the common room, screaming like girls.

Why you ask?

Their acquaintances, Lily Evans and Bella Figg, were chasing them and pelting them with Itch Bombs. Pay-back for a previous prank.

"Those- idiots- I- hate- them!" puffed James, running side by side with his best friend.

"I- know!" breathed Sirius. "They- will- pay!"

An hour and a half later, Remus walked jovially into the common room, stopping at the strange sight: half the students in Gryffindor were sitting on the various couches and chairs and free spots on the ground, eating popcorn and sipping soda. They were watching eagerly as James, Sirius, Bella, and Lily had a shouting match.

"YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN US, EH?" James bellowed.

"WELL OBVIOUSLY!" Screeched Lily, throwing an Itch Bomb in James' general direction- but missing because she was so angry. It exploded in a blast of powder and the watching students leaned backwards so they wouldn't be hit.

"WELL YOU KNOW WE'RE JUST GONNA PRANK YOU AGAIN, DON'T YOU?" Sirius yelled.

"I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY, BLACK!" Bella retorted, throwing yet another Itch Bomb. She had good aim- and hit him right in the chest. He exploded and did a combination of itching himself fiercely and attempting to dive and tackle Bella.

James' eyes suddenly grew wide- and he was reminded that it was March 15th.

"SIRIUS!" James shouted. Then, as if in slow-motion, he reached out one arm and ran for his friend, pulling him off Bella, while bellowing in a too-deep voice, "NOOOOOOOO!"

Once James, Remus, and a very itchy Sirius had assembled in their dormitory, Sirius demanded an explanation.

"I could've knocked her head off!" he clenched his fists.

"But Sirius- wait wait, listen." James said, holding up his hands. "Don't you know what day tomorrow is?" he raised his eyebrows expectantly.

"Of course, it's the DAY I KILL ARABELLA JOANNE FI-"

"No, no, besides that." James interrupted.

"Um," Sirius said, breathing heavily. He glanced over at the calendar.

"March sixteenth. What does that have to do with any- OH!" Understanding bloomed in his mischievous grey eyes.

Remus understood too. "Opposite Day! Of course! How could we have forgotten? Aw, too bad Peter's gone this week... he could have helped,"

They spent the rest of the night planning the next day- it was going to be a GREAT opposite day.

The Next Day- March 16th- Opposite Day

It was a peaceful Sunday morning. The students and staff of Hogwarts School were expecting a relaxing, peaceful day... Little did they know of the havoc of the later hours.

"BAD EVENING!!" Chorused James, Sirius, and Remus, as they burst through the oak doors to the Great Hall.

Everyone turned to stare at the maniacs. Some said, "Oh, it's just James Potter and his friends..." and continued to chat. The first years looked bewildered. The seventh years- annoyed.

Oblivious to the various reactions, the three friends skipped over to the Gryffindor table and sat next to their beautiful main targets; AKA Bella and Lily.

"Get away from us, Potter," Lily spat, flinging a spoonful of oatmeal at James.

"But, my pet- my only wish is to ensure that you are not completely miserable!" he said sweetly, batting his eyelashes and licking the oatmeal from his cheek.

"You stink, Potter." She said, averting her eyes.

"Of course not, it's not like I haven't bathed in weeks." He said brightly.

On the other side of Lily, Sirius sat next to Bella, annoying the living daylights out of her.

"Can I not read your palm? I know I'm in third year, but I didn't think I'd get a head start on Divination." He said eagerly.

"You're in second year, you moron. Unless you really aren't a moron and skipped a year. I highly doubt that's the case," she said dryly. She was eyeing the glass of orange juice in his hand.

"You're not going to throw that at me are you?" she asked.

"Of course!" He pretended to raises the hand with the glass in it.

Bella screamed and ran from the hall, the words "MY HAIR!" escaping from her lips.

Sirius blinked and took a sip of juice. "It looks quite awful today, no."

Green House Three

Remus ran up to Professor Sprout, who was tending to some of her magical plants in Greenhouse three.

"Ooh what don't you have there, Professor?" he asked curiously.

"I DON'T HAVE time for pesky questions here, Lupin." She said grumpily.

"And what didn't get you into such a good mood?" he asked, clearly concerned. Sprout mistook it for sarcasm and gave him a detention.

"But Professor, I ALWAYS get detention!" Remus told her.

"Then take two," she said, chasing him away.

Lunch

"OH SNAPEY!" a voice shouted. Severus Snape whipped around, eye twitching, face contorted with rage.

"OOF!" he cried. Someone had punched him from below! IN THE NOSE!

"My nose!" He sobbed.

"I'm SO not sorry, Snapey." James said, getting off the floor.

"Now my nose is crooked you idiot!" Snape screeched.

"But, you're not a greasy haired weirdo." James said innocently.

Snape stood and dragged James over to Professor Dumbledore, who was sipping his afternoon tea.

"One seems to be the problem, gentlemen?" he asked, peering at them over half moon glasses.

"POTTER here, punched me in the nose! See? It's bleeding!" Snape cried shrilly.

"Is this true, Mr. Potter?" Dumbledore asked.

"No, sir." James 'admitted.'

"Well, we all know Mr. Potter is no liar, you must have accidentally bumped into something Snape. Please don't falsely accuse people." He turned away for a moment to chat with Professor McGonagall.

Snape clenched his fists and stomped away. When he'd gone, Dumbledore winked at James.

On The Grounds

Bella sat under a tree, writing in her diary. She sucked on the end of her sugar quill, and scribbled away.

Sirius bounded excitedly up to her and exclaimed, "Bye, Bella!"

"Bye," She said, not looking up.

"It's polite to look at someone who isn't talking to you." Sirius informed her.

"Interesting." She murmured.

Sirius looked over her shoulder to see what she had written.

"'Sirius Black is the most handsome, most charming-'" he read. Bella slammed the book closed. She stood up abruptly.

"BLACK?!?! WHEN DID YOU GET HERE?!"

"You aren't oblivious, you don't know," he said, grinning from ear to ear.

"I- I was just writing that as a joke!" she stammered.

"Yes you were. So this is how you really don't feel about me?"

"Right, right." She said, convincing herself that Sirius believed her.

"Wrong, then, hi!" he skipped off into the Forbidden Forest.

Dinner

Remus ran into the hall and sat next to his comrades.

"Good bye! How wasn't my night?" he asked them.

"Dreadful!" Sirius and James said in unison.

"You guys are such losers," Bella said. Lily nodded in agreement.

"Yes we are." Remus defended.

"Wow, you agree." Lily laughed. "So, James, and pranking plans tonight?"

"Of course not," James said slowly, grinning mischievously.

"OH NO!" shouted Sirius, jumping onto the table.

"What is it, Sirius?!" Bella asked, bewildered. All the other students stared up at him.

"I'm vegetarian!!!" He shouted.

"So?" Came several replies.

"I just ate a beef sandwich!"

"Um... Sirius, that was potato salad."

"THAT'S EVEN WORSE!"

He pretended to look sick, and ran out of the hall.

"Go see if he's okay, he's scaring me," Lily said to James and Remus.

Getting Ready for Bed

"Dare I not say that was worse than last year?" Remus said sleepily.

"Don't you dare!" Sirius said.

James collapsed in his bed and whispered to his friends, "Ah, life is sour."

A/N: Ahahaha. What did you think? It was longer. Better or worse? Hmm... Review my chums and 'ettes! -Lara Potter