A/N: Due to the encouraging words of Cee, I have decided to do a Sorting Hat song. I hope you all like it.

As the four walked into the Entrance Hall from the carriages James asked, "So you remember the plan?"

"Which one?" answered Peter.

"Operation Rotten Egg," hissed James.

"How was I supposed to know which plan you were talking about!" argued Peter, "For all I know, you could have been talking about . . ."

Sirius grabbed Peter in a headlock and covered his mouth and whispered, "Shout it out to the whole world will you?"

"Sorry," came Peter's muffled reply.

"Now let's get our seats," directed James.

The four sat down at the Gryffindor table being sure they were directly across from Snape. More students filled in the seats at the tables which were quickly being taken up. Except for the seats next to the Marauders.

The last person to find a seat was a fiery red head and two of her friends. As she began to sit down Sirius came out and said, "Not you again!"

"Nice to see you too!" curtly answered Lily as she threw icy daggers with her cool green eyes towards Sirius and then scooting down a seat or two.

Suddenly the doors to the Great Hall were opened and silence fell. Professor McGonagall came in and led the nervous first years to the front. Professor McGonagall then placed the hat on the three-legged stool. Everyone stared at the hat and waited:

I'm the oldest hat you'll find

Inside of me there is a mind

I will find where you belong

Thus the reason of my song

In Slytherin you'll find

There's only those of your kind

The brave at heart are

Best off in Gryffindor by far

For the ready of mind above all

You'll find your way in Ravenclaw

For the loyal and true

Huffelpuff is right for you

So slip me on and let me find

The place where you are among your kind

As Professor McGonagall called students to be sorted Peter asked, "Was that the same sorting song as last year?"

"No, of course not," answered Remus as Blanford, Chelsea was placed into Slytherin, "What do you expect the hat to do when its not being used?"

The sorting hat ceremony continued on ending with Quirrell, Slatero (Ravenclaw). (A/N: I've heard somewhere that Quirrell's first name was Slatero.) Once Professor McGonagall left with the Sorting Hat and Stool, Professor Dumbledore stood up beaming with arms open wide in greeting, "Welcome all! It is good to see new faces among the old. I have a word to say before the opening feast: Uncle." With that Dumbledore sat down and food appeared before every one.

"If I had any doubts about Dumbledore being off his cracker there's no more doubt in my mind now!" mumbled Sirius as he loaded his plate with some food.

"You have to give Professor Dumbledore some credit," objected Remus, "He is a genius after all."

"An insane one though, right James?" answered Sirius as he nudged James in the ribs.

"Hmm, yeah," answered James half smiling, he had been staring at the lovely Lily Evans yet again. Fortunate enough for him, Remus was the only one who noticed it.

"So when do we initiate Operation Rotten Egg?" asked Remus changing subjects.

"How about now?" offered James.

"Now?" squeaked Peter starting to get cold feet as he always did when they were about to start a prank.

"Now's better than never," agreed Sirius pulling out the white Bertie Bott's Bean.

"Moony?" requested James pointing to the bean, "Since you know the spell so well."

"My pleasure," answered Remus pulling his wand out. He quietly mumbled the spell directing the bean with his wand to Snape's plate.

The four eagerly watched as Snape took a fork full of food. In the fork full was the bean.

"Get ready for the smell," whispered James as Snape's eyes bulged and he spewed his food out, standing up in the process. This caused a large amount of attention to be drawn to him. Snape continued to hack, cough, and sputter doing a bit of a dance in the process.

Madame Dousman rushed from the staff table to Snape and quickly ushered him out of the Great Hall. Dumbledore then glared at the four who gave the best innocent looks they could muster. Were they caught? Each held their breath as Dumbledore continued to glare at them. He could be pretty scary when he wanted to be. Just about the time that the four could no longer take Dumbledore's glare any more he turned away.

"That was close," breathed Remus.

"Do you think he suspects us?" asked Peter.

"Of course he does," assured James, "There's no proof that we did it though and as he has said before: 'Innocent until proven guilty.'"

"Where's the smell?" asked Sirius.

"I don't know," answered Peter, "Maybe Snape rushed out before we could smell the bean."

"No, I promise you we'd be smelling it," answered Sirius, "This whole room should reek by now."

"It could have been some other flavor," offered Remus.

"I wonder what it was then," pondered James as the four turned back to their food. The rest of the feast went on pleasantly without Snape or Madame Dousman returning. As the feast wound down Dumbledore stood up and clapped causing the deserts that appeared earlier to disappear.

"Now for a few start of term notices. All first years I advise that you stay away from the Forbidden Forest at the edge of the school grounds. This advisory goes for some of the older students as well!"

Dumbledore glanced a twinkling eye at the four Marauders. They had tried to go into the forest last year but the giant (or rather half giant) Hagrid had stopped them before they could.

"Quidditch tryouts will also start next week. Now, before we head off to bed let us sing the school song."

"Ready?" whispered James as Dumbledore instructed everyone to sing the song in their favorite tune and shooting up the scrolling words to the song into the air.

"Ready," agreed the other three.

The moment that everyone broke into different tunes the four jumped up on top of table and began to sing Beatles style the Hogwarts Song. As every one finished at separate times they took to watching the four perform the song through a second time. Dumbledore continued to direct the four with his wand. As they finished up the song the four took a bow as the room went into applause and Dumbledore wiped a tear from his eye expressing how music can move the soul. Everyone was shipped off to bed after that.

A/N: So what do you all think? Chapter 14 is done and I'll try to type it up here soon. I'm also going to start writing 15 here soon. I already have ideas for it I just need to get them on to paper.