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Let me list the things,
Harry Potter,
Dragon Knights,
And lots of sad sorry others.
CHAPTER 1:
Remus rolled over in his bed, moaning in morning sleepiness. He grabbed his pillow and stuffed his head under it.
"Wake UP Moony m'dear!" said an overly cheerful Sirius Black, pulling the pillow away from him.
"G'way Pafoo," he said through the sleepiness clinging to him.
"Not a chance Moony," Sirius said now pulling the blankets off the bed. "We've got so much to do today."
"Pranks," Remus muttered.
"'Course," James Potter said, entering the conversation. "You didn't think we meant school work did you. Come on, you should know us better than that!"
"He's just worried about what Lily's gonna do to him," Peter Pettigrew said, sniggering.
"Ah," Sirius and James said together. "Of course."
"It's sad that such a beautiful girl is so mean," James said sadly. Peter and Sirius made noises of agreement.
"Oh well," Sirius said with an exaggerated sigh. "What are you going to do about it? One cannot change the nature of a person, merely avoid her till the I die."
"What about the wedding?" James asked. "If you avoid her forever you'll have to miss Moony's wedding."
"He proposed to her and didn't tell me?" Sirius said, feigning hurt.
"Shut up guys," Remus said, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"Fine, s'long as your awake," Sirius said. "Oh, and you will tell me once you finally propose to her, right?" Remus growled and tackled him.
"I'll take that as a yes," Sirius said, wriggling out of Remus's grip. "We'll meet you down in the great hall, hurry up!"
"Fine," Remus said as the other three sneaked quietly out of the room. He grabbed his watch of the dresser and looked at it closely.
"4:00!" he yelled. "I'm gonna kill them!" Surprisingly no one woke up.
The Marauders convened in the great hall approximately fifteen minutes later with much swearing and protest still coming from Moony, though he didn't kill any of the others (however much he was tempted too).
"So, what's the plan?" Wormtail asked enthusiastically.
"Slytherin dorms, 6th years," Prongs and Padfoot said together. "All of it's inhabitants will receive…makeovers, complements of the Marauders, Gryffindors finest." Wormtail sniggered and even through his morning grumpiness Moony could appreciate the humorous side of this, though the detention that would surely follow might not be nearly as funny.
"Let's go!" Padfoot said brightly. "There's so much work to be done!" And so the four trekked down to the Slytherin dorms, armed with wands and the password.
"Dragon Knights," Prongs said to the portrait of Salazar, which opened its eyes just long enough to glare at the four of them. Then it swung shut at the four entered. The first thing they noticed was not every sixth year was in their beds. At least three were asleep on the floor by the fire with a fourth person who looked familiar in only one way.
"Bloody hell, Prongs," Padfoot exclaimed. "He looks exactly like you!"
"He does," Moony said, amazed. Wormtail reached out to prod the James look-a-like. Prongs grabbed his hand before he touched the boy.
"What do you think you're doing?" he hissed. "What if he wakes up?" Wormtail flashed an apologetic grin.
"Sorry, mate," Wormtail said. "I just wanted to see if was for real."
"I am," the boy said without opening his eyes. "And if you're who I think you are I'd suggest you get out of the Slytherin common room before I feel the need to alert the whole house that there are four Gryffindors in here about to prank them."
"You wouldn't" Prongs gasped.
"Try my," the boy replied, his lips barely moving.
"Who are you?" Padfoot asked.
"Call me Rath," the boy answered. "I'm the new transfer student who just got sorted into Slytherin. So what are you still doing here? You've got until the count of five to get your sorry asses out of here before all of Slytherin comes down and attacks you. 1." Eyes wide the four made good time to the exit and did just that before Rath had even gotten to three.
"G'job," Severus mumbled. Clearly still half-asleep.
"Wicked!" Leon added really more awake than asleep. Rath sat up and looked at his three companions. Leon got up quickly after seeing his newest friend do so and Severus managed to crack his eyes opened. Lucius made no movement whatsoever.
"He won't get up for a while," Leon informed Rath. "He sleeps heavier than the dead and would probably never wake up 'cept he gets hungry."
"Too true," Severus said, yawning. "What time is it?" Rath looked at his watch that he had never taken off (the one that he had gotten new for his birthday from Remus along with other gifts).
"More or less four-thirty," he said offhandedly. Severus groaned.
"Great," the Slytherin muttered. He forced himself to sit up and stretched a little. "Oh well, I'm not going to be going back to sleep so we might as well get changed." It was then Rath realized something.
"I don't have any other robes or clothes than what I'm wearing," he said, panicking. "And I don't have any school books, or anything except my wand!"
"Stand up," Leon said.
"What?" Rath said. "I just tell you I'm doomed 'cause I've got nothing and you tell me to stand up? How heartless!" He wiped away pretend tears.
"Haha," Leon said. "Now just stand up."
"Fine," Rath said with a shrug. Leon stood up too and looked over Rath.
"You can borrow one of my robes for today, and you'll have to share you books with one of us. What classes are you taking?"
"Um, Potions, Transfiguration, Charms, DADA, Herbology and Astronomy," Rath listed. Severus smiled suddenly.
"Then you won't have a problem, I'm in all your classes," Severus told Rath who suddenly felt very relieved.
"Thanks guys, but I guess I'm going to have to go do some real shopping on the first Hogsmeade weekend," Rath said.
"Yup," Leon and Severus said. "But no worries, it's coming up soon, only two weeks!"
"That's not too bad," Rath said. "I think I'll make it."
"One can hope," Severus said, grinning. "Now lets get dressed already!"
"Now what?" Rath asked as they exited the Slytherin dorm and went out into the castle.
"Well," Leon said. "Technically we're really not supposed to be out right now, but…"
"It's not like that matters to us," Severus finished. "We were thinking of heading off to the kitchens for an early breakfast and filling you in on what you missed yesterday, not much really, since we only had three classes."
"Three?" Harry said, amazed. Severus nodded.
"Yeah, but now all the time in the classes are doubled, so for instance, double potions is now quadrupled potions and everything else is doubled, if not tripled. Thank God we only have two more years of this and then it's out into the world to fend for ourselves."
"Or in your case, it's more like into the dungeons were you spend endless hours perfecting ways to torment students," Rath teased. Severus feigned hurt.
"How dare you accuse me of such, such amusing behavior, I'm insulted!"
"Yeah, that sounds like something Sev here would do, all right," Leon said, smirking. "Ah, here we are." Leon reached out and tickled the pear. It giggled and the painting swung open. The three stepped into the kitchen only to find the Marauders already occupying it.
"First you kick us out of your common room," Padfoot complained. "And now you've come to ruin our breakfast. Don't we get a break today?"
"No," Rath answered. A group of house-elves came over to the three Slytherins as they sat themselves across from the Gryffindors.
"What do the sirs want?" The least house-elf squeaked.
"I'm all for an omelet," Leon said after a moment.
"Some pancakes with syrup and whip-cream would be good," Severus said next.
"I was thinking some scrambled eggs and toast with butter," Rath ended. The house-elves bowed and went to go get the food that then appeared in front of them a minute later. The three dug into their breakfasts while the Marauders watched. Finally Padfoot couldn't hold it in.
"Who exactly are you?" he demanded of Rath.
"I told you," Rath said patiently. "My name is Rath, Rath Granger. I'm the new student who just moved here from America to live with my godfather, Thatz Turner."
"The new DADA teacher?" Moony questioned. Rath nodded.
"The very same. Now if that's all I'd appreciate it if you'd be quite while I eat. Thanks." And he dug in again. The Marauders looked at each other and came to an unspoken agreement. A second later all four left.
"That guys weird," Padfoot said.
"We should have asked him if he was related to Prongs at all," Moony said thoughtfully.
"I think I would know if that guy was my relative!" Prongs exclaimed.
"Maybe he's your long-lost twin," Wormtail suggested. "Then you wouldn't know."
"That's stupid," Prongs said dismissive. But then he thought about it. Maybe, just maybe Moony and Wormtail were onto something. It might be possible that Rath was related to him somehow…
I'm glad you liked last chapter! Thanks you all for the reviews! (I'm feeling very cheerful today since I got a bunch of books yesterday, well, and a bunch of manga) Hope you enjoy this chapter too, I wasn't sure if it was any good. Anyway, I've shocked myself that I'm updating so soon, but I don't know about where you're living, but here it's really nasty, wet, and humid. So typing seemed like the thing to be doing. Anyway PLEASE REVIEW, the more reviews I get = the faster I update! Remo