My Thank You And Answering Your Questions (?! I answer questions?!) List again! ^^
The Angelic Andria : pranks? Gee, I don't know… maybe yes, maybe no, but I won't bet on it ^_- try me. I'm sorry: I couldn't read your story, and I hadn't much time to reply to your e-mails. Please, please, please, forgive me!
Fi : Good read after a long day of revising? ^_^ that's nice to hear!!! Hey, maybe I should try relieving myself off my schoolwork by re-reading this again…? No, I might faint first! *laughs* and yes, I will keep writing, so, you can save your hexes :)
Soul Lysythe Ice : a new seventh year? What do you mean? A new student, that's probably a transfer from, um, somewhere on earth? Lol ^^ I don't understand! Thank you for reading!
CalbeeQueen : What is a calbee? Lai see? Huh?? Huh??? O_o oh dear… and no, I doubt many can picture that long a hair ^_^ after all, it took me a long time to see it! And believe me, Lily was NOT the least please with the picture I drew [which is her] … she scratched me!!!
Lady Louisa : I'm your favourite author? ^_^ *beams* I'm not the best one, though, so I'm really sorry.
Frances : I will add romance when I see the need to :) … NAH!! Just kidding! I WILL have the romance, so don't worry, okay? I have romance, but I have also a very shrewd way of expressing things. People just have to really DIG between the lines to see what I mean… *looks down*
Hermione2 : TWO MONTHS?!?!?! You lucky, lucky thing! I have only ONE MEASLEY WEEK and I'm spending it by writing THIS for everyone! Hey, I start wars with my mum, dad, cousins and literally everyone in my family tree. As you can see, I'm quite a troublemaker.
Tap-chan : it is 31st of May when I posted this *smiles* and yes, I am still 15, going on to 16 [boohoohoo]. You're in Malaysia too?? *hugs* do come and find me! I'm really really lonely! It's dreadful, I tell you, even when I'm in the middle of a concrete forest!
Demented Sense of Humor : when is there a rule that says Never Drink Coke When Reading The Marauding Five? Heh, yeah, boys have that way of reminding you that they're not intelligent ^^ but somehow, I'm still waiting. [don't bother if you don't understand]
zumamoonlight : I'm glad that you like this ^_^ as for the funny parts… *cough* most of them depends on the way things are viewed.
Crystal Lily : well… first off to how the reaction will be to the election of Headstudents… let's start with Professor Minnie *cough* McGonagall first!!! Here's the chapter! ^^
Leigh Black : it's awesome? Gee, I wouldn't call this … er, story [or whatever this fic really is] awesome. I call it demented :P
Greengoldfish : STILL the best?? Now you're flattering me a lot, Paige! *blushes several shades* don't worry about the review part ^_^ it doesn't worry much, really, but it does make me feel glad that people still care about me to review :)
aimless-wanderer : wicked starting? Huh??
Bon : I don't know how old you are, and … um, I don't want to insult you if I'm younger than you! But I doubt it, really! I'm a 5 year old girl at heart ^_^ hee, does it make you feel that bad? I do hope not! As for the Marauder-style… if you see me, I'll demo it for you! ^^
Pschan_88 : SUPER CREATIVE?? Really, you have got to be kidding me this time. I didn't really plan everything. Rather, everything planned it all for me. Life is fine, only I wished that mum and I weren't fighting over why must I lock the room door :P hey, I got my manga! Yatta!!!
Elena : Yes, I am telling the Petunia party isn't happening, because Lily is too caught up with the issues with James and her mother :) as for them not moving to their new house… well, we all know how much Sirius WANTS to move in, right? And we know even more how evil Lily, James and Remus are. They're not moving for HIS sake and just to annoy him on purpose! Besides, none of their parents know about it, and it's safer to keep it a shut-up-secret than to have their peers tear the whole house down o_O believe me, my parents would if they know I own a house without telling them! And I didn't have a good time at the wedding [babysitting my cousins x_x] also, nope, I don't worry about not being pitied ^_^ no one ever cares, anyway, and another person to the list doesn't bother me much!
CherryBlossomz008 : I am, I am updating, don't worry. And SMILE! Don't glare!! ^^ I didn't have a good time at the wedding [technically, not enough food], so that should please you tremendously well. When I say I don't like boys, I don't mean that I won't even TALK to them [well, I do have to swallow my honour and dignity at times…]. I don't really like girls, either, especially most of them are really flighty. I'm just living in my own world.
Smiley!!!! :) : huh? You wanna yell at cherryblossomz? :) go ahead! Lol! I hadn't fun at the wedding, unfortunately. Technically, because there's not enough of food and I have to babysit my cousins. You have to listen to her cherryblossomz's complains?? Hoee…?? What sort? Maybe I can help ^_^
Fantasia : Similar? I can't tell *grins* lol, sugar high! I wish I can get on sugar high, too, but I get less hyper when I eat sugar, and sometimes end up CRYING o_O scary.
Note – Should I rid of this list? Weirdo, I have a feeling no one reads it! Lol :P
Disclaimer: To whomever in question, the Marauders, Hogwarts, all don't belong to bunny chan. In fact, the only thing she owns is just the Marauders [uhm, their personality, at least], Loopy Village [which she doubts exist], minor characters and Adele Varens ^_^ those mage stuff are my conjurations, so don't you DARE mess with them!
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The Marauding Five : Year Seven
Chapter 2: This Is Your Last Warning
'Sufficiently speaking, this shouldn't happen,' Sirius said. Adele stared in the direction Sirius's black eyes are gazing.
'Okay, so what is?'
'What is what?'
'What is supposed to happen but shouldn't happen?'
'Self-explanatory, isn't it?' Lily said. Snape just glared back at the five Gryffindors. 'You can ALWAYS tell when it's an illusion and not reality,' Lily added with a mocking grin.
'For your thick heads' information,' the Slytherin replied thickly, 'this is my girlfriend. AND she's in Ravenclaw.'
'Gee, why am I feeling so surprised then?' Remus drawled silkily. Then he gasped. 'Could it be…??? Oh goodness, you actually made the love potion?! Severus Snape, you were never THAT stupid before!'
'You mean highly intelligent,' came the cold reply.
'Obviously, intelligence never come your way,' James smirked. 'We meant stupid. Get it? Stupid, as in making the potion which you clearly KNOW is not allowed.'
'I didn't need to use a potion on HER!' Snape spat. 'She fell for my charms.' The Marauders snorted and choked and coughed with laughter. Snape? Charm?? Those two words shouldn't meet.
'So, what's her name?' Sirius asked with interest.
'None of your business!' With that, Snape stormed off, his girlfriend in his arms. Adele threw up mentally.
'Yuck. Yuck, yuck, yuck!!!!!'
'And a lot more yucks,' Lily agreed.
'I can't believe it,' Sirius said faintly. 'And it's only September the first! Snape got a Ravenclaw who's stupid enough to be more of a donkey than her bright housemates. Tally and Dan are actually- actually ENGAGED! And they're not fighting tooth and nail about anything, either! Adele's father just returned from Heaven-Knows-Where and appeared just before we entered King's Cross Station, giving us such a fright (no offense, Teddy, but… honestly)… AND we're only at Platform 9¾, still nine in the morning! WHAT ELSE WEIRD IS HAPPENING?????'
'No offense taken,' Adele said stiffly, and continued, 'my father came home from some stuff somewhere on earth.'
'Which is first time in three years? We sympathize with you,' Remus said for the rest of them.
'Don't.' Mr.Adam Varens has just returned from his business trip to his family after a long time. He had sharp eyes, a goatee, and a voice with a sharp edge of American accent. Adele had looked at him with utmost disgust and hate, which no one had missed. Her father had returned her cold look with his.
'How dee do, Lily!' Pertsy greeted cheerfully with Sita, who is hoarding lots of boys after her, as always. It's too common a sight to miss.
'What about us? Why greet online Lily?' James whined.
'How dee do to you too, then, James,' Pertsy said. 'Oh no; I'm sooo sorry James! I really do mean darling fiancé to Lily, Mr. Ah-I-Am-So-Very-Poetic,' she added sarcastically after a momentary pause. James gave her a glare as Adele stifled a laugh. The boys snickered in amusement.
'Look here Perttingham, you're speaking towards a VERY crucially mentally indestructible detention in face at the moment,' James said with utmost calm. It contrasted deeply with his murderous features.
'Really. That'll need approval from the HeadStudents, then!' Pertsy replied smugly. 'You forgot the rule, eh? I'm in seventh year.'
'No, we didn't,' Lily said with a sweet smile. 'Seventh years' detentions or house points are only assigned by the teachers and HeadStudents, no other.'
'Yep! So bad for YOU!' Pertsy said, releasing a loud laugh that echoed around the platform. Fortunately, the folks are ignorant to it.
'MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!' Lily and James laughed suddenly in unison, almost (ALMOST) sounding like the Dark Lord Voldemort himself.
Pertsy stopped laughing and turned to them, hugging their tummies with their aching laughter. 'What's wrong with you? What's so funny?'
'You,' Lily grinned, choking and sniffling with giggles of… giggles. Literally.
'Well, now that you know your duty…'—James cleared his throat—'Pertsy, you'll have to dig all the moss in the castle walls, help the house-elves cook, hunt for game with Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest, visit the Owlery twice a day to feed mine and Lily's owls…' James's cheerful alto based voice trailed on merrily, ticking each job off his fingers.
'HAH! UNLESS you're a HeadBoy – which you certainly, certainly, AREN'T – James Potter, you can say it to waste your breath,' the girl said with a proud face. You could almost mistake her for a peacock.
'She's got a point, Prongs, so you should keep those creative detentions for the lower years,' Adele said.
'Yeah, save your voice,' Sirius added practically.
'And so, I assign those to you!' James finished, quite breathless, but radiant. Then he bowed, 'assigned by James Potter, official Prefect of Hogwarts.' Plus headboy, Lily added mentally for him.
'JAMES EDWARD POTTER, LILY ROSE EVANS, WHAT HAD I SAID ABOUT ABUSING YOUR TITLES????????' A very loud voice had boomed out of nowhere. It was familiar, with its sharp domineering tone and the stern anger the voice alone radiated. It rang and echoed and bounced off the walls of the Platform. Everyone jumped about half a metre off the ground in surprise. Everyone in the hidden platform.
'W- what was it?' a bulging witch stammered, her first year son who might as well be a pig in a wig, clutching to her frilly neon blue robes in fright.
'What was that?'
'Shocking! Absolutely shocking!'
'It sounded familiar… Therese, you heard it before?'
'Weird…'
'You know, it sounds like it's from… you!' Remus said, staring quizzically at both Lily and James. This wasn't really what they had planned, was it? Those secret winks and snickers?
'Could it be some –gulp- monster…?'
'Argh!!! This platform is HAUNTED!' Adele gulped.
'WHAT DO YOU MEAN HAUNTED?! I'M AS REAL AS YOU ALL ARE, MINUSING GHOSTS!' the voice shrieked again in shrill tones.
'There it is again! This is a haunted platform!'
'Run for your lives!!!!'
'ALIENS LANDING!!!!' Sirius yelled enthusiastically, making everyone panic even more.
'Lord Voldemort!' Lily called. It wasn't very loud, nor in huge bolding caps. But surprisingly, everyone heard her soft murmur, because louder shrieks, hysterical cries and mad scramblings were heard.
James suspected that Lily had used her Psychic powers. She's never going to learn now, is she, to stop scaring these poor people, with such a soft murmur but yet audible to the whole platform?
'POTTER, EVANS, SEE ME IN MY OFFICE NOW!!!'
'What office? We're at the platform still!' James stated. 'Who is it speaking anyway?' Frantic yells and screams rang in his ears, causing his eardrums to thump hard with the vibration.
'You know, that anonymous voice sounds suspiciously like Minnie,' Sirius said thoughtfully. Then he snapped. 'MINNIE?! She's here??'
'That's not scary,' Sita sighed in relief. 'It's tremendously relieving.'
She had stayed close to the Marauders since they were the only one who aren't yelling and shrieking as if aliens had landed. The two things the wizarding world are currently fearing at the moment are: Lord Voldemort (alias You-Know-Who, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named) and Aliens (scary green things scientists are crazy over with too many tentacles, arms and legs).
'Well, not when you count when she turns purple,' Remus giggled. 'She swells up like a bloated bullfrog and turn to the purple hue of cartoon dinosaurs! Absolutely funny! Lily and James turned her purple last term, remember? Or weren't you there when we pulled it?'
'…Potter, Evans, you have a lot to answer to…' the Voice said in a deathly tone.
Lily pulled out her hidden HeadGirl badge, realising at last (and in annoyance) that the Voice is booming from it.
'Oh no! YOU are the HEADGIRL?!?!' Pertsy cringed. 'Serious??? You- you MUST be joking right??'
'No, literally, I am the HeadGirl,' Lily informed her. 'Hello, hello?' she said into her badge, wondering if it has some voice transmitting device in it.
'Then- then- then James… he is HeadBoy?' Pertsy paled considerably, remembering the detention.
'Aw, aren't you bright,' James cooed, drawing his badge out. 'Hey Minnie, is that you?'
'PUT ME THROUGH TO MY TWO IRRESPONSIBLE HEADSTUDENTS!!!' the badges boomed loudly. 'AT ONCE!'
'Roger!' they chimed. 'Lily and James, Marauders of Hogwarts, greatest pranksters in the universe, most genius humans to ever exist, child and teenage prodigies…'
'SHUT UP! I'm going to deal with you two personally!' Professor McGonagall's voice blared.
'Why, thank you,' Lily said.
'Thank me what?'
'Well, you said you'll dine with us personally. You'll be paying for it, I presume. Just a word of warning; James eats twice I do.'
There was a pregnant pause of silence, as if McGonagall was digesting Lily's words.
'I KNEW IT WAS THE END OF THE WORLD WHEN TWO IDIOTS TAKE THE HEADSTUDENTS' POSTS!!!'
'Our pleasure,' James said humbly, bowing to no one in existence. Okay, he's bowing to McGonagall, but she isn't there to see it. 'Now we'll have to say adieu, Professor, to load our bags into the train. You ARE eager to see us, aren't you?'
'NO WAIT! Look here, Potter—bzzt!' Disconnected. Lily had somehow used a good silencing spell on it.
'I don't believe it. You two, of all of HOGWARTS, are the HeadStudents?' Adele gasped, her dark purple eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.
'Oh no. Just when I thought nothing worst could happen,' Sirius groaned. 'The start of the term is getting mighty disastrous now!'
'I would prefer chaotic, but my word doesn't seem very appropriate. Sort of,' Remus chipped. 'Come on already! We'll have to get on before the train leaves with all our belongings BUT us.'
**
The Marauders had arrived at Hogwarts with millions of questions basically directed to the HeadBoy and HeadGirl. The sorting ceremony was… more or less likely disrupted by a loud puff of smoke, which brought a thousand or so flying cockroaches into the Great Hall, causing catastrophe and more cries of help. Literally.
'POTTER, EVANS, BLACK, LUPIN, VARENS!!!!!!!!!!!' McGonagall shrieked, her throat already dry from all the berating lectures and sermons.
'Innocent!!' Adele defended hurriedly, laughing as the witches and wizards ducked the flying pests that zoom all around.
'YOU – ALL OF YOU – DETENTION!'
'Isn't that new,' Sirius said cheerfully.
'Very,' Lily replied, shortly. Her head was hurting again, and it thumped against her hearing and lungs. She paled.
'Lily, are you alright?' Adele asked in concern, observant to her best friend's sudden spasm of fright. The other girl was positively shivering.
Lily just nodded, her lips paling and her breathing short and hurried.
'You five—return right to your common room,' McGonagall snapped. 'And STAY THERE. The other prefects will tour the first-years.'
'Sure, sure, whatever you say,' James said, bowing regally. 'May we have the password?'
'Trouble-makers. Now don't try anything else,' she said curtly. The Marauders turn to leave. 'AND GET RID OF THESE COCKROACHES!'
'They'll be gone in two minutes, I should think,' Remus called in reply. 'If not, in an hour! Happy catching them all!!!'
The Gryffindor Head shook her fists at them.
**
'Lily! Lily! Are you HeadGirl?' Pattempt Thore said in amazement, staring up at his admired seventh year.
'Unfortunately for the rest of the school, yep!' Lily beamed. 'What's the purpose of knowing it anyway? You want my autograph? I thought you had it already, during orientation last year!'
'Yep!' the boy chirped, when his twin sister quickly interrupted him.
'That's not the point, Lily,' Pastially quipped. Lily wondered at how much their speaking resemble preschoolers. 'Someone sent this to the HeadGirl.' She handed the letter to Lily, who turned it over.
"HeadGirl, 7th Year, Probably Gryffindor, Hogwarts," the address read. The redhead snorted.
'Probably Gryffindor. How intelligent,' Lily muttered, tearing the envelope's edge neatly. A scroll materialized before her and unrolled itself.
Lily Evans,
You would do well to do my bidding and come RIGHT OVER TO MY SIDE NOW!!!!!!
Lily tore her eyes from the scroll in amusement and hurriedly rolled it back before the Thore twins could read its contents. She turned to them.
'Who gave this to you?' she asked, smiling.
'Dunno. It fell from the fireplace. There were five in total,' Pastilla said.
'For HeadGirl, HeadBoy, Violet-Eyed French-Like Girl, Star-Named-Creature and the Lycanthrope,' Pastilla rattled.
'What's a lycanthrope?' Pattempt frowned.
'Something you don't want to know at all. Can you give me the other letters.'
'Why?'
'Because I know the recipients!' Lily replied.
'Really? The only ones we know are just HeadBoy and HeadGirl, which is you and James!' the twins said as they marvelled at Lily's intelligence with stars and spotlights in their eyes.
'It's no big deal. Now hand them over,' Lily said sternly, ignoring the tone of the voice. They gave her the four other letters and left with bright beaming faces, chattering about "Lily Evans's supremely great geniusness!"
They looked quite ready to worship her already.
Lily skipped off to the fourth floor, yelled the password at the mirror to the Marauder's Hideout ('WE RULE HOGWARTS!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!') and made her big entrance. Four pairs of eyes stared at her expectantly.
'Yes?' James asked. 'We're trying to eat in here.'
Studying the secret room, it was littered with empty aluminium tin cans, packets upon packets of junk food, Styrofoam belonging to instant noodles bowls, sweet wrappers, idle plastic cups and oily plates. And that was just the table in the middle of the room alone. Lily waved her hand and all the trash on the table disappeared with a wink.
It appeared in the Slytherin common room's fire place, causing SUCH a shock to the Slytherins that are roasting marshmallows by it.
'Yes?' Sirius repeated.
Holding out the four letter, Lily said pleasantly, 'we've got mail from Santa. The Thore twins said it dropped off from the fireplace.'
Adele picked one of the yellowish envelopes and scowled at it blackly. 'What do they mean by Violet-Eyed French-Like Girl???? I'm NOT French!!! What sort of rude Santa is this???'
'It's at least better than Black mage, which I doubt Voldemort know about just yet,' Lily said grimly. 'There's lycanthrope for Remus and Star-Named-Creature for Sirius. As for me and James, it's just HeadBoy and HeadGirl, which is thankfully far more decent.'
'Gee, should I be thankful or what,' Remus mumbled sarcastically. 'Let's see…'
You would do well to do my bidding and come RIGHT OVER TO MY SIDE NOW!!!!!! Or else, further actions are going to be taken by the great dark lord, the intimidating wizard, the indestructible LORD VOLDEMORT.
'Ah,' James stifled a laugh at the adjectives used, 'letter from—'
'A kleptomaniac,' Sirius finished. 'How scary. Not. He shouldn't use those adjectives! And you all say my ego was big!'
Your foolish games with my last letter shall not be tried on again this time! And before, for I shall take further steps on things! I shall rule the world!!! I shall destroy mudbloods!! I shall hurt all that you love!
'Somehow I think the order of "scary stuff" is kinda wrong,' Remus mused thoughtfully.
'Kleptomaniac,' Sirius nodded.
'You can certainly say that again,' Adele said. 'He needs a psychiatrist, I think.'
'Kleptomaniac, kleptomaniac, kleptomaniac, kleptomaniac…' the four Marauders chanted together.
And kindly make a wise choice. Be at the great one's side. This letter shall – I mean, will – self-destruct in two seconds after the full-stop at the end of this sentence.
Lord Volde—
They never had a chance to finish it. The scrolls have set fire on themselves and burst into pretty fireworks.
'So, who's Lord Volde?' Lily asked. 'Voldemort's personal assistant?'
'How very organised,' James smirked. 'What's after that? A treasurer?'
Remus pulled out a quill and parchment from his desk (newly installed, limited-edition werewolf-shaped desks! Free to the lucky winners of Taco Cereals!), cleared the messy table and dipped the quill into the inkbottle professionally.
Lord Volde [he wrote]
Pardon, but are you sure you're Voldemort at all, to begin with? Oops, I mean, Volde. You certainly have not have much information on things now, do you? There are no such people named HeadGirl, HeadBoy, Violet-Eyed French-Like Girl, Star-Named-Creature and the Lycanthrope. Not among the originally named recipients anyway.
But we thank you for the KIND (not) nicknames.
Anyway, we read your letters which had decided to blow upon us, Lord Volde the Kleptomaniac. Doesn't seem too happy to be with us, probably. Since it demanded an answer, we would do so in a very straightforward way.
OUR ANSWER:
NYAH, NYAH!!!
Hahahahahaha!
The Marauders of Hogwarts (Official).
Ps.This letter will bomb in ten seconds! Watch out!!! Haha—TMF
'Now to figure out the spell,' Adele grinned, satisfied with the letter. Lily was busy sorting her collection of coloured magic dust with James and Sirius.
'I simply couldn't remember which is the one I used for Snape four years ago!' Lily said in an irate tone. She's definitely not used to her absence of memory yet.
'What colour? The shade? The amount?' James inquired.
'Which part of I COULDN'T REMEMBER that you don't understand??'
'Er…'
'Is it blue?' Sirius asked, holding a watercolour-like blue up. 'Or black? Red? Yellow? Green? Pink, or purple, or brown? Maybe magenta?'
'Look, I can't remember and there's no way you're going to try popping—' Lily paused. 'OH! I get it!!!!' she cried happily in triumph. Her friend stared at her in a manner of insanity.
'Well?' Adele said finally.
'Well what?'
'WELL???' Adele repeated, demandingly.
'Well, I got it!' Lily echoed happily.
'Got what? Evans, you'd better be more specific or I'll be really specific with what I'm going to use on you!'
'The magic powder you idiot!' Lily nearly shrieked.
'Oh. So what was it?' Sirius asked curiously.
'Um, the ingredients… Sirius's hair from the drain pipe 24 hours after he bath, flobberworms, tooth paste from Adele's sink, dental floss…'
'Look, if you're trying to be stupid, you're doing a really good job about it,' Remus said, folding his arms.
'Yes, yes, whatever,' the redhead muttered. 'I was just enlightening you on how to make it… might come useful.' She emptied half of the packet that had the colour of some disgusting green-with-red-and-yellow-swirls-spots onto the letter. The parchment shone blue for a moment. Sirius pushed her in attempt to see the gleam…
And they say, curiousity killed the cat.
Only, it's not a cat this time. And it didn't kill anyone yet.
But this curiousity might nearly kill (more of scare the wits out of) the receiver of this letter.
'Aaaaaah!!!!!!!!' Lily yelped as the packet tipped completely onto the parchment. All Lily was holding now is just a plastic bag the size of her hand. 'Sirius! Look what you did!!!!'
'Hurry up and fold it!' James instructed, freaking out as much as Lily is.
'Should we write on the envelope, "this letter will self explode in 5 miliseconds after you unfold it"? It sounds like a good choice,' Adele suggested.
'No.'
**
Lord Voldemort, greatest dark wizard of the century, soon-to-be-but-not-yet ruler of the world, sat on the large red comfy chair in front of a blazing fire, sorting his mails. There were reports from the Death Eaters, fan-mails from age-old wizarding families that were his admirers, blah blah blah, and… muggle junk mails.
How they found his postal address was a great mystery. Even more was how anyone had even managed to come close to his residential area. He's living in Dracula's Castle for goodness sake!!! No one should know his address… right??? RIGHT. Voldemort glowered at the junk mails featuring some gym equipments, kitchen wares, TV sets, et cetera. As if he, Dark Lord of the millennium, needed those!
Pah! He moved those aside.
Then he came to a black envelope, elegantly decorated with curly cursive borders of silver daggers and, in cursive writing, addressed to "Lord Voldie-Diemie-Mortie."
Hm, black. His favourite colour. Maybe he should open it. Could be some great fan of his, seeing that they actually KNOW to use black, not pink envelopes with frilly lacey ends.
The first thing that caught his slit red eye was the huge, bold, words of "NYAH NYAH."
Next was the authors of the letter, "The Marauders of Hogwarts."
And then, it was a large explosion.
If the dark lord wasn't scared out of his wits, he would have met his death with fright.
**
'Morning!' Tally greeted cheerfully.
'Very, very, very good morning!' Lily cried, skipping ahead. She twirled fully on her heels and beamed broadly at the girls. 'Beautiful morning, isn't it?'
Sita, Tally, Nina and Pertsy stared at her warily.
'I take it as a yes!' she chirped again, humming, as she danced towards the Great Hall.
'What's the matter with her again?' Nina scowled.
'We have a mad HeadGirl and a deranged HeadBoy. We might as well just kiss Hogwarts goodbye,' Pertsy groaned.
'I wonder what's making her so happy,' Sita noted. The four girls exchanged glances.
Curiousity, as always, bugs girls like the girls in Lily and Adele's dorm. They ran after the speeding Lily ('Sometimes, I think her hair is a REALLY great tool to track her down,' Tally commented) towards the Great Hall and entered, only to discover it's Owl Post.
And the Slytherin table was being pelted with letter that burst into bright crackling fireworks as soon as it touched the table or the Slytherins.
'WOOHOO!!!! STRIKE!!!!!' Sirius whooped, jumping about a foot high in his enthusiasm. 'Hahaa!!! Aren't we great, Slytherins???'
The Slytherins turned in his direction to yell back at him (curses and foul language, likely), but the instant their lips parted, they began chanting, 'Yes, you are indeed great, o' mighty Marauders! Absolutely rulers of our might small brains! GRYFFINDOR RULES! GRYFFINDOR FOR THE QUIDDITCH AND HOUSE CUPS!'
Lily was rolling with laughter, James fell off his chair and knocked his glasses askew, Remus was shaking uncontrollably, Sirius kept pounding the table and Adele. Adele… well, she was laughing. Just laughing. And very normally at that.
'Hey, where's your sense of humour?' Sirius demanded.
'I'm laughing,' Adele informed him. 'Hahahahahaha.'
'No, it should be this way!'! James corrected as Lily tickled Adele. She burst into a fit of giggles, squirming, lost her balance and fell into the bowl of cereal, face first.
She emerged with a face full of sugar and fresh milk.
'You…!!!' Pettigrew sputtered, regaining control from the spell for a short moment.
'Aren't we great, Slytherins?' Lily said sweetly. And the Slytherins began chanting again, this time clapping their hands to the beat.
A letter fell on James's plate. The Marauders stared at that letter with a slight suspicious frown.
'Look here Evans, Potter!' McGonagall shrieked, stomping towards her HeadStudents. 'HEADSTUDENTS!! Playing PRANKS!!! What in Merlin's HAT is HAPPENING?!?! YOU ARE HEADBOY AND GIRL! Strictly not allowed to PLAY PRANKS!!!!!!!!'
They ignored her – or maybe really never heard her – and continued staring at the letter as if it contained a bomb in it. Professori McGonagall paused for a while, sensing that she's ignored.
'LISTEN TO ME, EVANS, POTTER! YOU ARE HELD TO DUTY—'
'I'll open the letter,' James said finally, breaking the silence the group of five had walled. McGonagall silenced in puzzlement.
Dan and Thomas stared at the letter boringly.
'Why? What's so special about this? It's just another letter,' Thomas said when James cautiously picked it up. Now Tally is convinced that there really is some sensitive bomb in it.
'Hey, it looks like the letter three days ago!' Pastilla said, eyes widening.
'Hey, Tilla, you're right!' her twin seconded.
'What letter? When?' McGonagall said in confusion. A round of excited gossipers from Ravenclaw came forward to talk about it.
'WOULD YOU ALL SHUT UP?' James demanded. A HeadBoy with the power to give all sorts of funny detention and number of negatives to the house point is one thing. But HeadBoy James Potter is the most suitable candidate for handing overly bizarre detentions and not to mention do something bad to you whilst at it, is another story. You just have to obey that seventeen year old Marauder.
He's not the leader of the Marauders for no particular reason anyway.
So naturally, every student "shut up". A thousand pair of eyes followed as he tore the envelope open. A green skull with a serpent entwined in its left eye socket shot out vengefully. Half the students shrieked, Anna Hopkins fainted, as did a few other past victims of Voldemort.
'Ah,' Lily said intelligently, 'the Dark Mark. New and redone.'
'That's very intelligent, Miss Evans,' McGonagall said curtly with a sort of angry hiss in her voice.
She smiled at the professor broadly. 'I knew it is!'
'Good. So why do you do THIS??? This is the worst prank to play, you Fault-Raiders.' Her tone held venom in it.
'It's Marauders,' James corrected.
'Whatever. So WHY?'
"Greetings, MARAUDERS," a deep echoish voice murmured.
'Yeah, hi,' the addressees replied with a smile. For the sake of being courteous.
'Hey, know what? I think he had his voice redone, too,' Sirius said brightly.
"This would be your last warning," it went on, "to enter my side. You'd better think this over wisely, for the future of everyone lays in your hands. It is no more a joke, children—"
'It's MARAUDERS!!!!! Teenagers! Anything BUT children,' Remus snapped out of habit.
"—For if you don't, I ensure you that your loved ones shall suffer – and they will suffer painfully. If Evans has her Inner Eye polished (I came to know she is a Seer), she would know what will happen.
"Think it over. The world is at your decision.
"I await your owl. Lord Voldemort"
'Okay, that's something,' Remus said at last, with a simple shrug of his shoulders.
'What-prank-is-that?' McGonagall demanded.
'Not a prank,' Lily muttered. 'Wish it was, but SORRY, it wasn't.'
'Just another letter, huh?' Dan whispered, prodding Thomas.
Apparently, the letter wasn't quite done.
"AND YOU'D BETTER NOT PLACE A BOMB IN YOUR NEXT LETTER AGAIN OR I WILL PERSONALLY SEE TO IT THAT YOU DIE A GRUESOME DEATH!!!!—Voldemort." A string of cold laughter trailed after.
The echoes left the Great Hall silence.
'Ah,' was all Adele could muster. Despite herself, she felt like laughing, trying to imagine Voldemort's face when their last letter to him exploded, probably in his face. Wonder how white he had been…
'That's it,' Sirius scowled, 'that's JUST IT. I'm marching over to that mad- mad- mad- mad KLEPTOMANIAC MONSTER NEED-THERAPY MORON's house and DISSECT him like I dissect my frog in Science class when I was ten! I'm not going to be THREATENED like THAT! What happened to human rights, eh???'
'Actually, I thought that sending him a ticket to a psychiatrist would help,' Remus said hopefully.
'WHAT SORT OF JOKE ARE YOU FIVE PLAYING THIS TIME?!' McGonagall shrieked. Her eyes were dancing with mad fear and frustrate, her mind was racing with disbelief. How could they have used the Dark Lord's name for a prank? Okay, so they were always playing pranks, FINE! That's understandable for mental teens like them! But one with such standard is simply too traumatic for anyone to handle!
'Joke?' Tally said weakly. 'This is… a joke?'
'No,' Lily and James snapped.
'Come with me,' the Gryffindor Head gritted, breathing heavily. 'All five of you. You have crossed the line. To the Headmaster you will all go, along with a letter explaining your expulsion from Hogwarts. I will NOT tolerate this nonsense any longer! The letter will be sent to your homes.' Adele's eyes widened considerably at that.
'That would not be necessary, Professor McGonagall,' Professor Dumbledore said, entering the Great Hall in long strides.
'Professor! But this prank… it is OUTRAGEOUS! Sensitive! It's—'
'It's not a prank,' Dumbledore concluded, peering at the Marauders, who were looking quite innocent behind McGonagall. They managed a small smile at him and nodded to his conclusion of McGonagall's accusation.
'Not a prank?! Do you mean to tell me, Albus, that You-Know-Who—'
'It's Voldemort,' the Marauders and Dumbledore intercepted.
'Alright, alright, be it your way! Voldemort—has been sending letters to them?' McGonagall shrieked. Adele figured that she was at her wits' ends. 'This is ludicrous!'
'As a matter of fact, we do receive letters from him,' Remus noted.
'Voldemort has made them him targets,' Dumbledore went on coldly, his blue eyes flashing at the five seventeen-year-olds – er, four, since Adele's birthday isn't anytime near yet. 'I'm afraid they would have to remain in Hogwarts, should you still want the world to exist,' he finished, realising that he sounded kind of dramatic.
'Are you implementing that they – these five'—Thomas DeAnne of Hufflepuff racked his brain for a word to describe the Marauders that doesn't have the near definition of idiot or the likes—'um, pranksters – can destroy the world? Er.'
For a moment, Dumbledore stared at the Marauders. Lily stared right back, her piercing green eyes speaking something silent. He hesitated.
'…yes.'
'Why else would You-Know-Who want them,' Charles Jasper chipped rationally.
'Well, they hadn't destroyed the castle yet, thankfully,' McGonagall muttered sourly.
'Hm, we're endangered species now,' Lily summarised.
'Poor us,' Sirius sighed. James just laughed at that.
'You're the Dark Lord's targets and STILL happy? I'm disgusted at you!' Tally yelled suddenly. She didn't care. She was closest to the Marauders, after all. 'You five ought to be thinking of ways to escaped You-Know-Who!'
'It's Voldemort,' Adele said.
'WHATEVER!' Tally shrieked. She was losing control of herself. Her body was shaking and tears were spilling uncontrollably. 'You five are just like puppets! Always smiling and smiling and smiling! That's all you all EVER do! Don't you have emotions?? You should stop being GLAD! You're all puppets…!' Tally broke down here. She burst out in hysterical sobs and ran out of the Hall. Dan trailed after her, concern brewing in his eyes.
'Tal's right,' Pertsy said quietly. 'You all seem like you want to just walk right over to You-Know-Who's side with a big smile.'
'Because,' Lily said quietly with a soft smile, 'we are puppets. Like puppets, we are being controlled. In a puppet show, the puppeteer always knows what's going to happen.' Lily's green eyes bent in mysteriously. 'And the puppeteers are about to come out, and take their credits.' Then her smile broadened. 'But in the meantime, you have to know the puppets first.'
With that, the Psychic flicked her wrist downwards and led her friends out of the room. The Great Hall fell in complete silence, from the mental blast. Dumbledore stared after the Marauders' retreating form, curious and suspicion rising in him.
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AN: N-CHA, minna-san!!! ^_^ how is this chapter? Oh, um, first off, I would like to sincerely apologize if anyone has asked me to read their fic or read ANY fic for that matter. I really really don't have the time! And I seriously mean it! Besides, I really wanted to finish this chapter fast. I don't quite like it, truth to be told, and kept making changes again and again, about four to five times o_O then I decided that I couldn't be bothered anymore, and just left it like this, which I hope would be quite okay to be interpreted [if you want to ^^]
*hops around* Iiiiit's … bunny chan!!!!! *misses her footing* aaah! *falls on her face* …!!!