For the Love of Pranks
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, we don't own it. However, the ideas in this story belong to my friend, Garden Gnome, and me, Sploogal.
Chapter Two
The full moon was tonight, and Remus was starting to feel sick and tired. He didn't know how to tell James and Sirius that he wouldn't be coming with them to set up the prank tonight (they were very excited about it), and they didn't know that he was a werewolf. He shuddered at the thought that they would ever find out, hoping that it could just stay secret forever. Lily knew, but she was different. She had figured it out the year before, and, while she had taken a while to get used to the idea, she was fine with it now. He didn't think James or Sirius would be as understanding, and even if he had thought that, he would never risk them finding out.
"So, Remus," prompted James.
"Huh? What?" Remus had been lying on his bed, daydreaming as usual. He was startled out of his thoughts, as James began pacing the length of the boys' dormitory, as he always did when he was excited, jabbering on about the new prank.
"You up for tonight?"
"James," said Sirius, "I'd like to point out how DAMN FRUSTRATING you are!"
"What'd I do this time?" asked James, pretending to be interested, but ruining the effect by rolling his eyes.
"YOU. ARE. PACING!!!" Sirius roared through gritted teeth, before launching himself at James. The two of them wrestled for a bit, before climbing onto Remus' bed, neither looking the worse for wear, but disturbing Remus for a second time. James turned to him.
"Well? You didn't answer me before."
"That's because you didn't give me much of a chance to say anything before you two attacked each other!" Remus sounded a little annoyed. "Besides, I'm not feeling well. You two go ahead, I think I'll just stay here tonight."
"C'mon, a prank on Snape will make you feel better!" Insisted Sirius.
Remus glared at Sirius. "NO." He snapped, and shoved them off the bed, and pulled the hangings around it shut.
James and Sirius looked at each other, bewildered. They had been under the impression that Remus had no temper. Apparently, they were wrong.
"Maybe you should go and see Madam Pomfrey?" James suggested tentatively, in case he got snapped at again. Remus caught his tone, and there was a pause before the hangings reopened.
"Sorry I snapped at you," he said, sincerely apologetic. "It's not your fault, but I really don't think I should come tonight." He then trudged out of the room, looking very pale and sick.
"Something's definitely up with him. He does this every month," James hissed. "I want to find out what it is. C'mon, let's get the invisibility cloak."
Fifteen minutes later.
"Where is he? I thought he was going to the hospital wing?!" Sirius whispered.
"First of all, Sirius, that is my foot, and secondly, look at this!"
Silhouetted against the setting sun were two figures walking towards.
"The whomping willow?! What in the name of Merlin?"
"Be quiet, hissed James.
Now, the smaller of the two silhouettes had disappeared under the whomping willow. Just as James and Sirius turned to go, the room was illuminated by an eerie light.
"Look," whispered James. "It's the full moon."
Sirius just stared open mouthed at him.
"What? You look like a fish!" Sniggered James.
"Remus disappears once a month, always during the full moon!"
Now it was James' turn to look like a fish.
"You mean Remus is a. He's a."
"He's a werewolf!" Sirius confirmed.
To be continued
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, we don't own it. However, the ideas in this story belong to my friend, Garden Gnome, and me, Sploogal.
Chapter Two
The full moon was tonight, and Remus was starting to feel sick and tired. He didn't know how to tell James and Sirius that he wouldn't be coming with them to set up the prank tonight (they were very excited about it), and they didn't know that he was a werewolf. He shuddered at the thought that they would ever find out, hoping that it could just stay secret forever. Lily knew, but she was different. She had figured it out the year before, and, while she had taken a while to get used to the idea, she was fine with it now. He didn't think James or Sirius would be as understanding, and even if he had thought that, he would never risk them finding out.
"So, Remus," prompted James.
"Huh? What?" Remus had been lying on his bed, daydreaming as usual. He was startled out of his thoughts, as James began pacing the length of the boys' dormitory, as he always did when he was excited, jabbering on about the new prank.
"You up for tonight?"
"James," said Sirius, "I'd like to point out how DAMN FRUSTRATING you are!"
"What'd I do this time?" asked James, pretending to be interested, but ruining the effect by rolling his eyes.
"YOU. ARE. PACING!!!" Sirius roared through gritted teeth, before launching himself at James. The two of them wrestled for a bit, before climbing onto Remus' bed, neither looking the worse for wear, but disturbing Remus for a second time. James turned to him.
"Well? You didn't answer me before."
"That's because you didn't give me much of a chance to say anything before you two attacked each other!" Remus sounded a little annoyed. "Besides, I'm not feeling well. You two go ahead, I think I'll just stay here tonight."
"C'mon, a prank on Snape will make you feel better!" Insisted Sirius.
Remus glared at Sirius. "NO." He snapped, and shoved them off the bed, and pulled the hangings around it shut.
James and Sirius looked at each other, bewildered. They had been under the impression that Remus had no temper. Apparently, they were wrong.
"Maybe you should go and see Madam Pomfrey?" James suggested tentatively, in case he got snapped at again. Remus caught his tone, and there was a pause before the hangings reopened.
"Sorry I snapped at you," he said, sincerely apologetic. "It's not your fault, but I really don't think I should come tonight." He then trudged out of the room, looking very pale and sick.
"Something's definitely up with him. He does this every month," James hissed. "I want to find out what it is. C'mon, let's get the invisibility cloak."
Fifteen minutes later.
"Where is he? I thought he was going to the hospital wing?!" Sirius whispered.
"First of all, Sirius, that is my foot, and secondly, look at this!"
Silhouetted against the setting sun were two figures walking towards.
"The whomping willow?! What in the name of Merlin?"
"Be quiet, hissed James.
Now, the smaller of the two silhouettes had disappeared under the whomping willow. Just as James and Sirius turned to go, the room was illuminated by an eerie light.
"Look," whispered James. "It's the full moon."
Sirius just stared open mouthed at him.
"What? You look like a fish!" Sniggered James.
"Remus disappears once a month, always during the full moon!"
Now it was James' turn to look like a fish.
"You mean Remus is a. He's a."
"He's a werewolf!" Sirius confirmed.
To be continued