Oooh. Another chapter being updated so quickly. AMAZING! And the fact that it is 1:30 in the morning... hmm, I wonder if that will have some effect on my writing? Hopefully not. Anyways, on with the story! Well, almost.
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Disclaimer: We all know that only the plot and other characters are mine.
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Chapter Eight: What SHOULDN'T Be in the News
The very next day after the troublesome Marauders, minus one, had wrecked havoc upon their poor home called London, there's was word about them in the news. Muggle news. Which wouldn't seem bad at first except for the fact that they were visibly floating several feet off the ground with no visible help. Now how else could that happen without magic?
Sirius had decided that he was going to camp out at James and Remus' home for the rest of the week. Literally camp out. Thanks to some simple magic he turned the furniture in the main room into woodsy looking items, and provided himself a nice campfire (courtesy of the coffee table).
As all three of them liked to be "open" to muggle ideas and devices, there was a tv in both of their homes. James was in the kitchen making some breakfast while Remus was rummaging through a closet for some thingamagig that was like this big and was red and white.
"One egg or two?" All of them being pigs, Remus not so much, they requested two eggs each.
"Got it. Oh and Padfoot, will you go across the way and tell Lily she's invited over for breakfast? Thanks!" James shouted without waiting for a response.
"Sheesh. Acting like I'm his slave or something..." Sirius was off of the floor walking towards the door, "ordering me around like he owns me," he was now opening the door and out in the hall banging on Lily's door, "wait a minute. Why am I doing this then?" Too late. Lily already opened the door.
"Yes stupid?"
"Oh James just wanted... hey wait a minute! That's not funny!" Lily was desperately trying to control her laughter but to no avail.
"Anways," he continued, glaring at her. "James just wanted me to tell you that you're invited to breakfast. If you're coming you might want to make it prompt, as you can only be served until 11 am, and it is now getting to be 10:30 am."
"Thanks very much for that incredibly long invitation." She shook her head and chuckled lightly. "Oh and tell him I'll be over in a couple minutes."
He saluted Lily and trotted back to the other room. He was greeted by shushing from James and Remus when he shouted his hello.
"What's the matter with you guys?"
"Shut up nitwit. Look at this." James pointed to the screen. The television was on a local news channel, and on it was "breaking news" from the other day. He immediately shut up and listened to the news guy person.
Today we bring you some breaking news about a very strange event from just the other day. Here we have some footage of what we can only assume to be very knowledgable pranksters at location just before the live filming of the brand new television show being filmed in our very own London.
After his announcement it showed the footage of them making complete idiots out of themselves, (not that they didn't do that every day), when Padfoot and Moony were having their invisible horse race and then James leaping down and the three galloping out of the building.
"Now that was rather interesting. And just think, we're good enough to be on tv!" Remus started talking about how great this was, but then stopped and started to say that it was bad. "Oooh, but what if Lily see? She'll kill us." Little did he know.
"What if Lily sees what?"
"Oh nothing!" They all said very unconving as Remus flipped the tv off. "Just some silly news about something that happened in the grocery store." God Remus was a terible liar. Luckily Lily didn't notice.
"Oh okay. So where's this breakfast I was promised?"
The group suddenly realized that James wasn't there anymore.
"Oi Prongsie!" At his nickname he appeared around the corner in the kitchen. "That's my name. And breakfast is ready now. Self serve."
Sirius and Remus had a race. Remus won this time. But he cheated.
For once they were having a rather pleasant conversation. Well, at least they were trying. Sirius had come up with the stupid idea that chickens were "invented." Not that it couldn't have happened. Just most sensibly thinking people, A.K.A. Remus and Lily thought differently.
"Yes but see Sirius if a chicken was invented..." Lily was having difficulty getting her point across.
"Paddy, how 'bout we just say chickens were just here. They weren't invented, they weren't anything. Agreed?" He held his hand out and Sirius shook it.
"James Potter. Don't. You. Dare."
"Dare what my sweetheart?"
"Throw any sort of food at me?"
"Like this?" He threw some pieces of his toast in her general direction, not necessarily at her.
"Yes. Just like that."
"Aha! You said it's okay. So in that case..."
"FOOD FIGHT!" Sirius finished James' sentence that he'd been looking forward to, so now he had to be punished.
"Ah! No! Cold. HOT! Ow ow ow ow AIEEEE!" He was rushing around the room holding onto his head, well actually hair, for dear life. James had just poured milk onto his perfectly precious hair, then topped it off with some oatmeal since he said it was cold.
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An hour later, after the had finished cleaning up the kitchen without magic (which was their punishment from Lily for destroying a nice day), everyone but Sirius was snoozing, aside from Lily of course who had already left.
Now for some fun. Let's see let's see. What would be best for such a fine day such as today? Haha, that sounded funny. Oh right. Back to the prank. Oooops, didn't mean to start talking out loud. Aw, dammit.
Sirius had finally decided upon poking Remus until he woke up, so James' awakening could be witnessed by someone who cared.
"Now tell me again why you couldn't just late me sleep and wake up Prongs? Yourself?" While listening to Sirius' idea Remus was moodily intervening with his rude comments.
"Because it would have been rude to myself for not having someone to see something so great."
"Whatever," he mutted grumpily, waiting for the last.
"1...2...3!"
Remus hastily did what Sirius had told him to. "OI PRONGSIE! TIME TO WAKIE WAKIE!" Which was to shout something, whatever came to mind, into his ear, and then Sirius would take care of the rest. Place the bait.
James flew at least two feet off of the couch before landing quite gracefully on his arse. But he wasn't on the ground. He was in a box, filled with whipped cream and chocolate. "However much thoughful I'd like to say this is... I'm not so sure I like being waken up for this. But it does..." He stuck a fist into a good looking part and shoveled the fluff in.
"Disgusting! Eww, what's in this? Get me out!"
Remus took the courtest of helping him out and explaining.
"Some foreign fluffy stuff used to decorate not eat food. And the chocolate is..."
"Well, thinned out mud. And you're welcome."
"Sirius came up with it though! Just so you know."
"Ya, but you helped!"
"So?"
"So what"!"
"You said so first!"
"Shut up both of you. I just want to say thanks." Of course though both Sirius and Remus knew they were in for deep trouble. They very well recognized that look in his eyes.
(A/N: First off, sorry about some spelling errors in that last chapter. I didn't notice until it was too late. Second off, sorry about any ones in this. I'd had to check it myself since I'm not using Microsoft Word and this blasted thing doesn't have spell check. Anywho, sorry if this ends up being crap, like too short. It was written in the wee hours of the morning. Ummm,ya. That's all folks! (Funny theme music))