Disclaimer:
I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. I hate saying that, but I guess I have too thanks to some lawyers out there glares. To think I wanted to become a lawyer myself! Screw being a lawyer. I'll become a psychologist.
Ok..I just learned that stories in script format could be deleted....so I'm changing the commentary in the Marauder's Journal to this:
Jasmine would like to say hi.
Samantha says hi back and wishes to comment that Jasmine looks like an eggplant.
Jasmine says why, thank you. Eggplants are very ravishing.
Courtesy of my friend Jasmine aka Asminejay aka Oochiehay.
Jasmine's fanfiction username is Rampaging Mischief.....so look at her fanfics because they're REALLY GOOD!!!!!!!! See Jasmine! I'm not going to review your fanfic! I'll advertise it in my fanfic and there's nothing you can do about it because this isn't a review!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Doesn't "MWAHAHAHAHA!!!" look so cool with a "w" instead of a "u"?
Yes......I revealed my name to you! It's Samantha and you'll probably know my first name if you read my first review from my friend, Joy. Thanks Joy for reviewing first. I'll make an alter for you in my house and backyard and worship you everyday.
Yes.....I'm really sugar high right now.
Now read this if you decide to skip over the Disclaimer:
So that's what the commentary's gonna be like only with Prongs, Padfoot, Moony, and Wormtail. Prongs is in italics, Padfoot's in bold, Moony's in bold-italics, and Wormtail is in regular print because he's Wormtail.
Jasmine would like to add that she doesn't think that eggplants are all that stunning. And yes, that's exactly what it says in her review and she allowed me to write this in the fifth chapter.
Sorry I haven't been updating a lot. I got grounded from going on the internet for a month except for school and e-mail purposes because I ACCIDENTALLY dropped flute on the ground and dented it a little on my way to Spanish. But my mom says it was a "preventable accident". sighs
Also, schoolwork and marching band kept me busy….and if you're looking for the Spanish homework Arlene, it's in the author's note.
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Ch 5. A bunch of delinquents and strange dreams.
Harry turned once again towards Ron, "Wow. All those coincidences occurred."
"That must be why Sirius had a sense of direction." Ron replied. He was going to continue, but Harry all of the sudden fell silent. The word "had" in Ron's last sentence had hit a raw nerve. Ron stopped suddenly and said in a small voice, "Sorry."
"It's okay." Harry said, "Let's continue reading."
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The Marauder's Journal
Ch 4. Poor, poor Moony
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Update!
Mr. Prongs would like to inform the readers that the commentary has now been changed to this:
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Mr. Padfoot would like to eat mashed potatoes.
Mr. Prongs wished to ask what prompts this rare show of thought?
Mr. Wormtail says it's because Mr. Padfoot's mind is a mashed potato.
Mr. Moony full heartily agrees.
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Occasionally we won't add Mr. Prongs, Padfoot, Moony, or Wormtail, but you can tell the difference in handwriting. Furthermore, this commentary looks more sophisticated.
Mr. Padfoot would like to say Mr. Prongs has never been sophisticated.
Mr. Moony wishes to add Mr. Padfoot has never been either.
Mr. Wormtail says only Mr. Moony has ever been sophisticated.
Can we stop talking about whose sophisticated and explain how the commentary enters?
Why, of course Prongs.
Ok, in parenthesis before the commentary, we will add "the Marauders would like to add their comments."
Can we continue talking about whose sophisticated and whose not?
No, we have a story to write.
Stupid Padfoot.
You're not much better Wormtail.
At least Wormtail knows the way to the boy's bathroom.
Hey!
Let's continue the story, please.
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Lily was having a weird dream.
She was safe somewhere, full of love and comfort.
All of the sudden, the door banged down.
Her husband screamed, "Lily, it's him! Take Harry and go!"
Lily ran over and grabbed a baby, who looked like the baby version James, except for his eyes, which were hers. She turned to see who her husband was and it was.......James!
James was dueling Voldemort.
She ran upstairs in time to hear James scream and die, tears rolling her face.
Voldemort burst into the room, he wanted to kill Harry.
"Not Harry, please not Harry." Lily pleaded.
"Step aside, foolish girl."
"No, not Harry. Take me instead. Take me." she once again pleaded.
Voldemort raised his wand and.....
Lily awoke screaming. In the boy's dormitory, James did too. They had had the same dream, and probably would both acre Divination after this.
(The Marauder's would like to add their comments.)
Mr. Prongs would like to ask what does Divination have to do with this?
Hey! That's the 147th time he said that!
No, Wormtail. It's the first.
Dammit.
Anyways.......
Mr. Padfoot says nothing at all. We're not even sure it's your future.
At least in the dream James's child is named Harry, and looks like James, with Lily's eyes. That means Padfoot must have been free of the LOYSOD Jinx in the dream.
Oh Moony,
What?
Aren't you sad you're stuck with all these delinquents?
Not really, but I'm annoyed occasionally.
Poor, poor Moony.
Shut up.
We love you too, Moony.
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Christmas was approaching, and both James and Lily refused to talk to each other because of the dream. Sirius was beginning to have strange dreams again. The night before, he dreamt he was snogging a beautiful girl who turned into a potato, which then turned into mashed potatoes. He woke up with a strange craving for mashed potatoes. Peter was beginning to write a letter to Santa with a list of all the presents he wanted. Despite what everyone told him, he still believed in Santa Clause.
This was one of those times Remus was annoyed to be around a bunch of delinquents. Remus was the only NORMAL one of the Marauders. Every time they pointed that out it would go like this:
Oh Moony,
What?
Aren't you sad you're stuck with all these delinquents?
Not really, but I'm annoyed occasionally.
Poor, poor Moony.
Shut up.
We love you too, Moony.
Hey! Deja vu!
Anyways........
The truth was Remus wasn't exactly normal, I mean he was a werewolf, but anyways........
Remus was annoyed. At breakfast, James was shuddering about his dream, Peter was writing his list, which was a mile long, and Sirius was cramming his mouth with mashed potatoes, scooping them out of the bowl with his hand. Today, Sirius began his lifelong love of mashed potatoes. It was also the day everyone thought Sirius fantasized about snogging potatoes.
"How's it like between you and Lily so far?" Remus questioned James.
James shuddered and said nothing.
Peter looked totally absorbed in his list.
Sirius was eating mashed potatoes at an incredible rate.
"Stop that Padfoot, it's disgusting." Remus grimaced.
Sirius continued eating.
Remus couldn't take it anymore. "I CAN'T STAND ANY OF YOU!!!!!!!!" he screamed and stormed out of the Great Hall. James stopped being in shock, Peter stopped writing, and Sirius stopped eating mashed potatoes. Clearly, Remus was upset.
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Remus spent the rest of the time after classes in the library. He hadn't talked to James, Sirius, or Peter all day.
Lily entered. She looked at Remus and raised one eyebrow. "Why are you here alone?" she asked.
Remus replied, "Because Prongs, Padfoot, and Wormtail have driven me insane."
"Remus," Lily began, but then James burst in. "Moony, we're really sorry about what happened this morning. I mean we didn't mean to ignore you..and.....and what are you doing here?" James had noticed Lily was there.
"Nothing." She walked off.
Remus gave James a pantomiming look. The one that meant Prongs, you're such an idiot. "I think you upset her, mate." Remus said.
James looked in the direction Lily had gone. "I don't want to see her until after Christmas break."
"Why?" Remus thought this was unlike James. James would do anything in the world to talk to Lily and not upset her. To be with her he would do anything including selling his broomstick, injuring himself, never playing Quidditch again, being Snape's slave for a year, and.......and.......well you get the point. James really wanted Lily too love him back to same way he loved her.
"Nothing." James fell silent.
"Sorry," Remus said. "I'm pretty sure you'll get over the dream by the end of the break."
"Yeah." James changed the subject. "Wormtail's almost done with his list, actually he should be done by now, and Padfoot hasn't stopped eating mashed potatoes. It could clog up his arteries, so I need your help."
"What?" Remus knew whatever James had planned, it would be evil, brilliant, and successful.
"I stole Padfoot's wand, and he's looking for it right now. I need you to tell him you found his want in the restricted section of the library, and then lock him in there."
"Yes, Prongs, but why the restricted section of the library and why me?" Remus thought both of these things were essential the James's plan, but he couldn't figure out why.
"Padfoot won't trust me, and the only place food is not allowed is the library, so he'll have to leave his mashed potatoes outside and the only place is in the library that has a lock is the restricted section."
"Ok, let's go find Padfoot."
As the boys walked towards the boy's dormitory, Peter ran over to them screaming, "Sirius is lost again! He left his mashed potatoes in the boy's dormitory though."
James decided to handle the situation calmly. He ran into the boy's dormitory, threw out the mashed potatoes, placed Sirius's wand on Sirius's own bed, and said calmly, "I forgot the LOYSOD Jinx was still on him. Let's go look for Padfoot."
The three boys ran out of the dormitory.
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After seeing James in the library, Lily had a huge headache. She walked right into the girl's dormitory without even saying hi the Con, plopped herself down on the bed, and fell asleep.
She was having yet another strange dream.
She was in front of Ollivanders, about to start her first year of Hogwarts and she was finally going to get a wand.
She walked through the door and saw a boy waiting in front of the counter. He had round glasses, hazel eyes, and black hair that was unruly and stuck up in the back. He turned towards her. "Going to Hogwarts?"
"Yes." she replied shyly.
"Well, hi. My name's James Potter and I'm going to Hogwarts too! What's your name?" He stuck out his hand to shake hers.
"Lily Evans." she shook his hand. She liked this boy. He was extremely outgoing.
"Hello." And old man appeared with wide, pale eyes shining like moons. Mr. Ollivander stood their smiling at them.
"Hi." both James and Lily replied.
"I see you are in need of a wand?"
He pulled out two small boxes, opened them, and handed them both wands. As soon as they touched them, he snatched them back. It seemed to take forever until he handed her lightly colored wand. "Ten and a quarter inches, swishy, made of willow and unicorn hair. Nice wand for charm work."
She took it and felt warmth come to her fingers. She raised the wand and swished it while a stream of pearly silver, green, and gold sparks followed.
"Bravo!" Mr. Ollivander cried. James clapped.
Lily felt herself blush.
Mr. Ollivander handed James a darker colored wand. "Eleven inches. Pliable, made of mahogany and phoenix feathers. Excellent for transfiguration."
James took it and gave it a wave. It emitted red and gold sparks.
Mr. Ollivander congratulated him. Lily applauded.
It was James's turn to blush.
After they had finished paying for their wands, James and Lily walked out together.
"Are you staying a little longer?" he asked her. He sounded a bit desperate.
She nodded. "My parents won't pick me up until 6:00 p.m., and it's 4:00 p.m., so I still have two hours to linger around."
"Oy! James!" a boy ran up to them (this was before they had nicknames for each other). This boy was extremely good looking and appeared to be James's friend. His bangs fell over his face in a casual elegance that James's had never achieved. He saw Lily and grinned. "Since when have you hand such good luck, James?"
"Shut up." James blushed again (deja vu!) and punched the boy.
"Only joking." the boy smiled and turned to Lily, "Name's Sirius Black. And you are?"
"Lily Evans."
"It's spiffing to meet you Lily. Going to Hogwarts?"
She nodded (deja vu!).
Sirius grinned again, "Which house do you want to be in? James and I are hoping to be in Gryffindor."
"House?" Lily was confused.
James and Sirius explained about the houses. In the end, despite their very biased descriptions, Lily too hoped that she was in Gryffindor. She apologized for not knowing.
"It's ok." Sirius said, "But you have to know about Quidditch. James and I are crazy about it. James is a pretty good seeker too..."
"I'm sorry." she interrupted, "But what's Quidditch?"
"You don't know what Quidditch is?!" Both James and Sirius were shocked.
Lily burst into tears. "I'm sorry." she sobbed, "I just...I don't come from wizard families like you do..."
"You mean you're Muggle born?" James asked.
"Muggle?"
"It means non-magic folk."
"Oh, then yes....." Lily continued sobbing, "I don't know as much as you do and...oh..." Her voice broke down into sobs.
"It's ok. James patted her on the back, "You'll catch up pretty fast, anyways. Being Muggle born doesn't mean you have a disadvantage or anything."
Lily stopped sobbing and smiled. She liked James. He was nice.
They spent the rest of the time talking. Lily talked about Muggle objects while James and Sirius listened with fascination (you mean you can actually talk to people far away by using a telephone?!) and vice versa. Lily was enjoying herself until she checked her watch.
"Oh my!" she cried, "It's nearly 6:00 p.m.! I have to be going now." She grabbed her things and said a quick goodbye to James and Sirius before walking off.
"Bye." they both said.
"See you at Hogwarts." James added.
Lily stopped walking. She turned and smiled at James. She did not know that it would be more than seven years before she smiled at James again...
Lily awoke in cold sweat. Why was she continuously dreaming about James? What was going on?
I hate James! I hate him! She reminded herself.
But something in the back of her mind told her something else. It tried to force its way out, but Lily pushed it back.
She did not know the truth.
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A/N:
Yay! Cliffhangers!
I love writing and reading them.
I know you readers love them too.
Anyways, I hate this chapter because I had writer's block halfway through it. That's why it isn't as funny as the previous ones.
All of the dreams are in italics by the way.
Anyways, questions that will be answered in the next chapter:
What is Lily trying the suppress?
Why did she suppress it?
Where is Padfoot again?
How will Padfoot control his mashed potatoes crave?
Yes, all those will be answered. Plus! A possible surprise?!
Now I sound like a magazine ad...anyways.
But for this chapter, READ and REVIEW!!!!!!
P.S. Arlene, the Spanish homework for 11/10/2004 is in the cuaderno, p 73-75, act g, h.
P.S.S. THIS IS TO EVERYONE AT SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!! JASMINE'S USER ID IS RAMPAGING MISCHIEF…BUT DON'T TELL HER I TOLD YOU!!!!!!