This chapter is pretty short too but next chapter will be extra long, I promise. marauder wink
"Maybe we could…"
"Nah, tried that last year."
"How about if we.."
"Where would we get the skrewts?"
"Then we should definitely…"
"Ever heard of a little thing called expulsion?"
"Not important."
The now fully human Marauders were sitting alone in their dormitory planning out their first days back. Sirius was trying desperately to come up with the perfect prank and Remus was shooting him down almost immediately. Meanwhile James, fully recovered, was trying to sleep and Peter was pigging out on stolen sweets.
"I've got it!" Sirius sat straight up with a look of pure, concentrated mischief on his face. "We sneak into the kitchens and pour fucatus potion into the pumpkin juice, turning everyone's hair pink at breakfast when they all drink it!"
"That might actually work…" Remus said, grabbing the nearest potions book and flipping hastily through it.
James snored in agreement.
"Sorry," Peter squealed.
"It's okay. I never liked that foot anyways," James replied, while hopping up and down and grabbing his big toe.
Sirius, the ever-careful one, shushed them. Then he proceeded to trip down the stairs causing all four boys to come rolling out from underneath Prongs' cloak. And in a grand finale he crashed into a suit of armor knocking it down on top of them. They then proceeded to run like hell.
Finally the four, mischievously happier yet incredibly bruised, boys made their way back to bed, the prank's set-up complete.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH, MY HAIR, MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR!"
Sirius awoke with an impish grin, and turned to his smiling comrades, "Oh blast, did we miss breakfast?"
And with four trademarkly marauder smirks, they headed to the Great Hall.
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