Marauding Mischief
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Disclaimer: Any characters, places, or anything at all that you recognize as Harry Potter universe is owned by the wonderfully talented J.K. Rowling. Not me. The plot does belong to me though.
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Chapter Two: Tales from a Lunchtime Charade
"I know you both swore you wouldn't do anything… But if any one of you mention magic, do magic, or- or cause any trouble…" Lily kept repeating herself, but she felt a great need for it. What if one of the idiots did the mentioned and a muggle saw? Or, or what if they did some major stupid prank that got them arrested? Obviously this would not do, so Lily was required to keep reminding them.
Today was a rather nice day, though it was hard to tell from inside the building in which they resided. It was about mid-August, so summer was nearly over. But they all were rather glad, having grown fond of cool weather. As for the luncheon spot, they'd decided on a restaurant a couple blocks down- and not wanting to deal with muggle currency or anything, they had to walk.
"This is so boring. Can't we do just a little magic?" Sirius whined, dragging his feet along the sidewalk, making faces at passerby's. "No. Besides, you don't have your wand, how could you do any?" Little did Lily know that, though she'd banned them from bringing their wands, they were stowed away in pants pockets.
At long last they arrived at their destination; Cascabel 222 Kensal Road.
"Table for…"
"Four please."
"Right this way."
They were promptly seated at an outdoor table; not too many people, but just enough to notice a disruption. All of them started off with a glass of water, but this just wasn't enough. James and Sirius in turn each kept waving their arms about, and once the attention of the waiter was grasped, they point and laugh then act as if nothing happened.
And here's where it got even more interesting…
(Told in Lily's point of view.)
"Oh god, I cant' believe you're doing this. Mind you when we get back, you're dead." I whispered angrily in the idiots direction. So anyway, once they got bored with distracting people from their meals, they complained. Not just simple complaining of a grown person. No, whiny 3 year old complaining. First, when the waiter came back to take our orders and they said they were ready, when it was their turn, they kept saying 'hang on, one minute', or 'I'll have… no no, wait.' Finally after that was finished and we'd gotten our meals, everything seemed to be going good. But no. Remus joined in.
You know how waiters come back every so often to check on how you're doing? They scared the poor man away so the only time he came was to bring the receipt and change the money after what I refer to as, 'the incident'. Remus complained his water was cold, but when a glass of water was brought to him with ice, he said he was allergic to ice and he needed a new glass. Come on, who's allergic to ice if they drink water?
Then Sirius started attracting some younger girls, and you know how he gets, waving and flashing that trademark smile of his. They came over, and when scolded by me and shooed away, James turned my hair electric green while my back was turned. Though later he said it complimented my eyes, and it's not hair color that matters… That I definitely did not believe.
What was even worse than that was the fact that the muggle girls saw. My hair just magically turned green! They laughed, James turned their hair green. They screamed. So much for no magic. I'm not exactly sure what happened for about five minutes though, as I excused myself to the ladies room- but not before I erased their minds of the mistake. They could keep their slimy hair the way it was, not my problem.
(As of now, it is told from Remus' P.O.V.)
Life was good. No wait, let me rephrase that-great. Well, it was until Lily went off to the bathroom and left me with the goons. After the little incident with the girls from the table across the way, Padfoot and Prongs started levitating the salt and pepper, making it pour onto innocent people's food. Like mine. If we were somewhere on Diagon Alley I could've cared less- heck, I would've left the stupid gits hours ago. But in public with muggles I could not.
So when Lily returned they were chucking ice cubes at people, which stopped instantly. Probably from the mad glare in her eyes. No felicity there. I must admit I had my little fun with the water and ice cube thing, but this I could not bear to do.
Publicly humiliate myself.
Maybe it wasn't that big of a deal, at least not now, but then was a different story. Anway, they said they were going to the restroom, dragging me along, which meant me getting involved with their scheming. I proposed we wait until Lily wasn't with us, but nothing gets through those to block heads. Literally.
So Sirius starts talking about what they could do, things they did at Hogwarts that would work here. James mentions when they flooded the second floor. Sirius grows keen on listening. Before I know it, I'm the one who's come up with how to do it!
"Okay, so all we have to do is start running all the faucets in here, and in the other bathroom," I started, glancing in Sirius' direction. "You convince someone to do that, otherwise you have to, and James and I will work on this." With a face shrouded in reconcile, he was off.
"So Remus, what exactly are we doing," James asks me, looking rather puzzled. "You two dimwits probably just waited for the water to overflow, but we my friend, are going to be speeding up the process. Observe." Mustering up a good charm, I made the faucets turn on, and once they were half-way full, it would double, then triple the water amount, spill over, repeat. I figure Sirius did the same, (though I still question myself on how he managed), because in minutes we were up to our waists in water.
A simple blocking charm did just the trick. Until both bathrooms were filled completely to the roof with water, none would leak out. Timing perfectly, when the water rushed out, we came running down the hall and around the corner shouting about a flood. No one believed us, but needless to say, once they were drenched they quite agreed with us.
(And now from P.O.Vs…)
So the restaurant was flooded. Muggles came pouring out of the building and anyone who didn't do the said were clinging to something, or floating. Such as the lovely Miss Evans.
"Potter, Black!" She hesitated for a moment before saying Remus' first name. She'd never really had an opportunity to shot at him, and the other's names just rolled off the tongue. "Remus! Look what you've done." No big deal, right? Wrong. Dead wrong. Once she managed to shut all the water off and calm some people down, she confiscated the three's wands.
"Lily! Who put you in charge? What if someone leaps out from behind a dustbin and mauls me? If I'm dead, it's your fault." James said stubbornly before his own wand was taken.
After their looong talk with the manager, and repair fines of near $300, they set of for home. Two quite pleased with themselves, one completely out of her mind in anger, and one in dismay.
"Hey James, betcha can't do this." Sirius challenged, purposely making his shoes squeal whenever he set a foot down. "Can too." James' shoes were ever wetter, so his shoes squealed even more, gaining him quite an audience of disgust as they walked down the street.
"Of all the unruly, rulebreaking, unabiding things that could be done…" "Prat. Stupid, stupid prat." Lily kept muttering such things under her breath when they boys were out of hearing range. And upon their arrival at their homes… Let's just say we have six angry neighbors, one distressed girlfriend, whom was most of the cause for angry neighbors, seeing as she kept slamming her door in their faces, opening it and shouting at them, then repeating the process.
As for the others that we have: disgruntled roommate, annoyed roommate for complaints and… And well, someone out of this world.
Sirius had managed to pick up several people along the way and aggravated them within seconds.
Author's Note: This chapter didn't really turn out the way I had hoped, so it may undergo some changes. I've never in my life done a P.O.V. thing so please, please, please let me know what you think of it. And the place that they go to for lunch, I got the name and address from a London map online. So also I guess I know where they live. The fact that there are apartments on the street may be quite fictitious though I do not know. Review!