UNPRANKABLE
by Kayane Joel
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Chapter 4- Revenge: Part I
Nice shot, Danes," James yelled at Luke Danes, a chaser with a fantastic arm. Luke blushed; he was not used to compliments, and was rather shy.
"Thanks," he said as he passed James, a ghost of a grin visible on his face. James looked at the rest of his team, grinning. They were sure to win the opening match against Slytherin that Tuesday.
"Oi, Potter," said Genevieve, another chaser, as she flew up to him. "I'm pretty sure we're gonna win with the new tactics, so can we just leave?" she whined. "I can't feel my toes!"
"And my hands are blue!" complained Lea as she flew up to join her teammates.
James snickered. "Wimp," he shouted back at her as he sped away and around the goalposts. "We can't leave yet, we have yet to work out the rest of our forms; so far we've only done chaser forms," he added as the chasers looked at him indignantly.
"Alright, alright," he said, throwing his hands up in defeat. "Just one more time, chasers, and we'll work on the beater forms later today. I'm sure I can book the Quidditch field again, everyone else has already practiced," he said darkly as Genevieve smirked at him." Into position!"
Mona hurried across the grass, messing up her skirt, running towards the Quidditch Pitch. The Gryffindor team was practicing today, and she was sure that James Potter's personal fan club was waiting for him to finish up so they could ambush him like they had been doing ever since he came to Hogwarts. Sure enough, she could just make out a cluster of girls impatiently waiting outside the pitch, gossiping and painting each other's nails.
Mona quickly ducked behind the Hufflepuff stands, licking her fingertips and running them under her eyes to make it look like she was crying. Mussing up her hair, Mona shivered. Surprisingly, miniskirts do not keep warm.
"Hi girls!" Mona called out in her saddest voice, sniffling loudly.
"Hi Mona!" they all chorused back, looking oddly at her.
"Mona, darling," said Roxy, the leader of the fan club, rushed over to her. "What ever is the matter?"
"I-I need your help," she began, wiping a tear off her cheek and letting out a very fake sob.
"What's wrong?" the girls asked, crowding around her, their eyes wide.
"It's - It's... oh, it's Lily Evans!" cried out Mona pathetically, her sniffles exaggeratingly loud.
"She - she's trying to steal James away from me!"
All of the girls stared at each other disbelievingly.
"I need to get Lily away from James! And for that, I need your help!" she said, changing her tone to one of business and determination.
They stared at her in silence. Finally, a girl straightened, and walked over to Mona.
"We're with you, Mona. No one likes a boyfriend-stealer." she said firmly.
Mona smiled through her false tears. "Oh, thank you! she cried, giving the girl a hug.
Grinning into her shoulder, she began to formulate a plan. She knew exactly what to do. And as she walked back towards the castle, once she was out of sight of the girls, she began to skip merrily, her eyes spiteful and cruel.
James Potter loved the Marauders. So she would become a Marauder.
And what better way to become a Marauder than prank Lily Evans, the one that was called, 'unprankable'?
Justine frowned. She had been reading, but the noisy crowd to her left was a bit disruptive. She looked up, about to tell off the people who had been making the noise (after all, she WAS a prefect) and caught sight of a group of girls crowded around someone. Curious, she put her book in her bag and slung it over her shoulder, trying to make out what they were saying. Squinting at the girls, she could just make out Mona; 'she must be the one talking' she thought, biting her lip.
"I need to get Lily away from James! And for that I need your help!" she heard Mona say.
Justine dropped her book. She knew that Mona could easily mean trouble. She bent over, picked up her book, and sprinted towards the castle, hoping that she could catch Lily in time.
Lily was curled up in a fluffy armchair by one of the fireplaces in the Common Room, happily reading one of her favorite books. The Common Room was completely deserted, which was a relief; Lily loved the simple sound of the crackling fire and the occasional page turn. Relaxed, she finished the third chapter and leaned her head back. Resting it on the plushy surface of her chair, she smiled and closed her eyes, setting herself up for a nap.
"Hey Lils," said Lea, coming down the stairs and sitting next to her, affectionately punching her in the arm. "What's up?"
"Well, I WAS going to take a nap – " Lily began, but she was cut off by someone frantically yelling at the Fat Lady. Lily her book on the side table next to her, questioningly approaching the portrait hole, Lea right behind her.
"Goberumworms! Unterbyle!" Lily heard a girl shouting hysterically. "AUGHH! What is the password, dammit?"
"Justine?" said Lily, opening the portrait hole to let her through.
"Lily! Oh my goodness, I'm so glad I found you!" said Justine breathlessly, rushing in and grasping her shoulders. "I saw Mona – she's plotting something against you Lily! You must be careful!"
"Oh come on!" Lea said, laughing as she led her friend back into the Common Room. "There's no way - "
"Lea - believe me, she is going to do something to Lily."
"But why to me?" Lily asked, bewildered, taking back her place in the posh armchair.
"She thinks that James loves you!" Justine said, her eyes darting as she spoke the truth.
"James?" Lily said, her eyes wide and her mouth wide open. "Love ME? Mona's finally gone her rocker!"
"Of course! It's nonsense!" lied Justine, fumbling with her bag. She knew Lily would never believe her if she told her what Mona had said was true, and she might even ditch her as she did Mona; she definitely did not want that to happen.
"Well, if she believes that, then they're no telling what she'll do," Lily said, biting her lip nervously.
"But even the Marauders haven't succeeded in pranking you yet!" Justine said admiringly.
Lily groaned. "That's her plan. She's going to try to prank me, which even the best prankers in the school haven't been able to do, to get his respect and love."
"I have a bad feeling about this," moaned Justine. "What if she does something as bad as her sense of humor?"
Lily laughed, although her eyes showed some of the fear she was trying to hide. "There's no way I'll let her get to me, Justine!"
"If she bothers you, I will kick her ass!" yelled Lea enthusiastically. "We're a team! If she wants to prank you, she'll have to go through us."
Lily grinned, the fear in her eyes disappearing gradually at the thought of Lea and Justine's protection. She had the best friends in the world.
Mona had decided to dress up for the occasion, as usual. She had traded her miniskirt for a black short shorts and a skin-tight tube top with red lace sewn on the pockets and matching red pumps. She sang to herself as she glued on her fake, red nails.
Don't you jump in it's not your fight
your ideas mean shit to me you ain't on my side
it's my revenge, it's my revenge
my last resort, my broken pact
I have a reason and a cause to fight back
it's my revenge, it's my revenge
I won't stand for it anymore
you know my time has come
gonna see some changes
won't stop till i've won
it's my revenge, it's my revenge
(-Sick Of it All)
Revenge was sweet... She put on bright red lipstick and fake eyelashes.
"Not too bad!" she exclaimed, staring at herself in the mirror. She looked at her black robes distastefully. "The robes have got to go," she said to herself. Oh well. She would wear her red robes over her outfit. Maybe James would notice her more... She grabbed her wand and headed out of the bathroom. She needed to corner Justine.
And if she had the timing right, her revenge would be so sweet.
A/N: next update ASAP. I won't leave you with a cliffie for too long! Review!