Title: Forgotten Dreams
Rating: PG-13 for child abuse, drug usage, suggestive themes and slight language.
Summery: Sixth year has just begun for the original marauders and their year. Lily Evans is nothing but a wallflower. Nobody even knows she exists. James Potter is the exact opposite. He's rich, he's popular, and he's perfect. Everyone knows who James Potter is. But sixth year comes and it brings changes with it. What happens when fate brings these two together? Who knows? Not I. (AU. Oh, and by the way, Peter Pettigrew is a Slytherin in this. He is not close friends with James and co. Not now, not EVER! )
Chapter Six
We Attack on Christmas Eve
Lily Evans and James Potter hated each other. It was now common knowledge that the Hogwarts Dreamboat (James) and the Smart-Arse Prankster (Lily) never missed a chance to cause the other one intense embarrassment. The Gryffindor common room was now a war zone. The school was split down the middle. While one war was beginning outside of Hogwarts walls, another one was raging within. After all, it wasn't every day a wallflower and the most sought-after boy in the school were in an all out war. Victims of the Marauders flocked to back up Pranksters Inc., finally getting their sweet revenge. The combined fan clubs of James, Sirius and Remus, along with almost all the players on the Quidditch teams had run to take up the posts of the Marauders army. It was hell on earth.
The worst fight was, perhaps, the attack that put four Hufflepuff M.A. (Marauders Army) members and two Gryffindor Pranksters Inc. backups in the hospital wing with minor concussions and some spell damage. Two Hufflepuffs still had boils on their...uh...more...uh...manly...areas. And so, the war that had started on Prank Day between an unknown entity and the Marauders was now a war between three outcasts who called themselves Pranksters Inc. and three smart, smartass Playboys who were known as the Marauders.
One Saturday, which had been a rare, prank free day, James Potter was in the library, working on a report, when a voice met his ears. The voice was singing softly, but with a passion.
"We're more than carbon and chemicals
We are the image of the invisible
Free will is ours and we can't let go
We are the image of the invisible
We can't allow this, the quiet cull
We are the image of the invisible
So we sing out this, our canticle
We are the image of the invisible
We all were lost now we are found
No one can stop us or slow us down
We are the named and we are known
We know that we'll never walk alone
We're more than static and dial tone
We are the image of the invisible
We're emblematic of the unknown
We are the image of the invisible
So raise the banner, bend back your bows
We are the image of the invisible
Remove the cancer, take back your souls
We are the image of the invisible
We all were lost now we are found
No one can stop us or slow us down
We are the named and we are known
We know that we'll never walk alone
Though all the world may hate us, we are named
The shadow overtake us, we are known
We're more than carbon and chemicals
Free will is ours and we can't let go
We are the image of the invisible
We're more than carbon and chemicals
We are the image of the invisible
Free will is ours and we can't let go
We are the image of the invisible
We can't allow this, the quiet cull
We are the image of the invisible
So we sing out this, our canticle
We are the image of the invisible
We all were lost now we are found
No one can stop us or slow us down
We are the named and we are known
We know that we'll never walk alone
We all were lost now we are found
No one can stop us or slow us down
We are the named and we are known
We know that we'll never walk alone
Raise up the banner, bend back your bows
Remove the cancer, take back your souls"
James looked around for the source of the singing voice. And who would he find other than a pale faced red-head, bending over an essay, the quill in her hand writing so fast it was blurred.
"Evans."
"Potter."
"Did you write that song?"
"No. It's a muggle song. Well, the muggle's know it best. The band, however, is Wizard. Thrice. (I am pretty sure they weren't around then, but I love this song)."
"Thrice what?"
"The band is called Thrice. The song is Image of the Invisible. Now,do you want something, Potter? This has been a quiet day and I need to finish my Transfiguration homework after this essay is done."
Lily seemed to pale as she spoke, the mere thought of Transfiguration sent her brain into whack. Her worst subject and, coincidentally, James' best. James smirked, and tilted his head.
"Having trouble with ol' Minerva, Evans?"
"N-n-no Potter. Of course not."
She felt flustered all of a sudden. Her emerald eyes met hissoft brown onesand she wrenched her gaze away immediately. And James felt himself go cold. Remus was right. Lily Evans was obviously not like the other girls who followed him around like lovesick puppies. She was a muggleborn, so she didn't know exactly how influential and powerful the Potter's were. Second off, Lily was Remus' arch academic foe. It was a constant battle between the two to see who got the best grades. It hadn't been till this year that Remus knew who was beating him in almost every subject. The skinny, pale faced Lily Evans was smarter than she appeared and because of this, she and Remus had become relatively good friends. And, Lily Evans was as defiant, stubborn and flighty as James Potter. She wanted to beat him at his own game. She wanted to make him suffer for how he'd tricked people, how he'd pranked them. Lily was fighting for her "people's" rights. She posted a challenge right on Potter's desk. And James Potter was not used to challenges to his Pranking title.
"Liar."
"Get out Potter."
"What?"
"GET OUT!"
"EVANS!"
"THIS IS A LIBRARY! MR. POTTER, GET OUT BEFORE I HAVE MR. FILCH CASTRATE YOU! MISSEVANS, I EXPECTED BETTER! GET OUT OF MY LIBRARY!"
Madame Prince was shrieking at the both of them. They jumped and scampered likefrightenedrabbits.
"Great job, Potter. Get us kicked out, why don't you!"
"Shut it, Evans. It's all your fault anyway."
"I do not feel the need to argue with you. You put up the arguments similar to my two year old cousin...And my sister..."
She added the end after a moment of consideration. Then took off, leaving a red faced James storming off towards the Common Room.
"Nobody calls James Potter a two year old and gets away with it!"
(Two Weeks Later)
T'was two days before Christmas,
And all through the house,
Dung bombs were flying,
and the chair had a louse
No matter the season
they never gave up
those two prankster rivals
The common room was full of it's usually Yule-tide spirit. Oh, sure it was still a war zone, but as Christmas approached, explosions seemed to be less frequent. A temporary truce in the spirit of the season, mayhap? No. The reason explosions were less frequent was because each side was plotting. They were planning the biggest battle since the Prank War began. Yet, each side was blissfully unaware that the other was even planning anything. It's funny how blind the strain of war and school can make you.
Pranksters Inc. met in the Quidditch box after every practice and in the Room of Requirement the rest of the time. The Marauders? Well, they met in the boys dorms, seeing as they were usually devoid of anyone but themselves. Sebastian was rarely seen there, and Frank was always with Alice. It was the perfect place, in their minds, to plot. And so they did.
Pranksters Inc. went through so many plans that they were running out of ideas. Until two days before Christmas, when Lily announced their plan of attack. Brilliant, simple and it could only have come from the mischievous mind of Miss Lily Marie Evans.
"Pranksters Inc., we attack on Christmas Eve!"
And they did. When Christmas Eve arrived, snow lay thick on the windows and the grounds by the time everyone had gone to bed. And at 11:30, Pranksters Inc. had already performed the prank that the Marauders would never be able to live down. Everything was set, everything was perfect. And by 11:59, the members of Pranksters Inc. were all fast asleep in their beds, except one Lily Evans. She was too busy thinking of how James Potter would react when he woke up and discovered he was a…
"GOOD SWEET MERLIN, I'M A GIRL!"
James Potter shrieked. Sebastian fell out of bed, as did Frank. Sirus sat up and then fell onto the floor, hunched over with laughter. Remus gasped.
"Sirus…you're a girl too…"
"WHAT!"
Sirus let out a high-pitch, girly scream and ran to a mirror. Sebastian had done quite a number on him. He now looked like the girls he dated. Dyed blonde hair, very long. Spotless complexion, big blue eyes and very large breasts. He screamed again.
"You…"
Remus rounded on Sebastian, who had just scrambled to the dorm. doors. He had grabbed his Christmas gifts and fled. Frank was howling with laughter and followed suit. Remus had a book out. He didn't look that bad. His sandy hair was much longer and he was wearing makeup, but otherwise, he looked fine. Well, he did have breasts, but anyway. And then, he noticed three extra gifts. One on his dresser, one on James' and one on Sirus'. Quietly, he got up and opened it. Inside, a note.
"Remus,
Marie certainly did a number on you, didn't she? I think I did very well on Sirius. But we had to restrain Lily when it came to James. He's lucky he got off so easy. The three of us have decided that you, Remus Lupin, aren't so bad, so we are cutting you some slack. Inside this gift, you will find an air bubble and an umbrella. We highly recommend that you put that bubble around your head and sit in a corner, then make sure the umbrella is covering you as soon as Sirius and James open their gifts…It might get messy…
As rival pranksters, we bid you adieu.
Pranksters Inc.
P.S. The reversal spell for your…echm…predicament is liberté. If you tell James or Sirius, you may run into some…uncomfortable and potentially embarrassing situations. Plus, the spell wouldn't even work on them… I think James might be stuck looking like that for a few hours…Lily got a little out of hand…"
Remus looked up. Lily reallyhad done quite a number on poor James. His hair was a violent blonde, his eyes were large and baby blue. He had unusually large breasts and it seemed at Lily had tattooed makeup on him. And…his pajamas were no longer pajamas. It was now a long, silky, violently pink nightdress. And Remus suddenly realized that his two companions were about to open their boxes. He grabbed the air bubble, shoved it on his head and crept into a corner, opening the umbrella and hiding behind it. And then…an explosion. James and Sirius both screamed and Remus looked out from around his umbrella. The dorm was completely covered in a dark green goop, as were James and Sirius. They both appeared to be gagging on a stench that Remus was protected from.
"Liberté."
He whispered. His hair returned to it's normal length. His chest was male again and…so were other areas. He snickered at his friends misfortune and sat down on his bed, around which the curtains had been closed during the explosion and began to unwrap his presents.
And purple words floated from the two boxes that had exploded.
"We Warned You. Good Luck Marauders. Hope You Enjoy Your Christmas!
-Pranksters Inc.-"
James and Sirius were ranting and suddenly stopped as they saw Remus, male and clean.
"What the heck?"
"Oh, it seems as though I got cut a break. Maybe because I'm not so vindictive or mean to them… Ah well…Hey! I've had my eye on this book for a while!"
Remus returned to his present opening, while James and Sirius glared at him, open mouthed. And so began the longest and most prank filled Christmas Day, ever…
A/N: Sorry it took forever. I've been so busy with school and the Science Fair (extra credit, which I no longer need but I probably will soon enough) and homework and everything. Soooooo sorry…PLEASE FORGIVE ME! I meant to get this up yesterday, but Fanfiction was being mean to me and I couldn't upload the chapter. Please, please, please, please, PLEASE forgive me! PLEASE! -puppydog eyes- pwease?