Echoed Mischief by Lady Arre
A/N: hello again. I hope this is good enough, please read and review
Chapter two
Severus Snape changed out of his robes and half fell into bed, he didn't know what trouble was coming his way. Sleep overtook him quickly and with it came the dream. James potter and his partners were back, his students now rather than his peers. They were just as much trouble as they had ever been. He woke up in a cold sweaty pile of blankets. Swearing he got up and walked into his tiny living room. A large hairy dog grinned at him from a painting on the wall above the fireplace. Snape shivered uncontrollably and planned to make his students all of them pay for making him so scared. Especially Potter.
Else where in the castle, memories ran through the corridors like air spirits. One, skinny with glasses and dark, messy hair, was under an invisibility cloak grinning inanely at his companion. Sirius black grinned back. "This one's really good." he let out a chuckle "just imagine his face when he sees this!"
Prongs pulled the invisibility cloak off and beckoned the two other boys forward. The tallest of them all, a boy with light brown hair and eerie yellow eyes, growled. "Why do I have to carry it? I don't even want a part in this James"
"Oh Remus stop being a boring goody two shoes." James answered tossing the cloak at him.
The boy scowled, "well what if I want four shoes…"
Footsteps were heard coming down the hallway.
"Quick!" James pulled open a door and pushed the others in. he had left the door open a crack.
"James!" the shortest whimpered. "They'll see us!"
James was draping the invisibility cloak over the gap and was peering through. Red hair flashed around the corner. It was lily Evans, a step ahead of her friends Léne Willis and Kelly Duchess.
"What are they doing out at this hour?" Sirius asked.
"Maybe they're pranking ol'snivelly?"
"pphh unlikely" a female voice snorted. "get out of the cupboard James. With your hair, someone will mistake you for a mop"
"Hey" Remus said." I just want you to know I had no part in this."
" and this explains why you're carrying three bucket of house paint?" Kelly looked up at him quizzically and Remus blushed.
Lily scowled "what are you up to Potter?"
James pulled his most charming grin. "Well Evans, if you really must know I was going to paint you a giant valentines in the great hall. I'm so romantic …don't you just want to snog me?"
"James. Its October." Léne shot him a degrading look and took lily's hand. "Let's go before he asks you out"
James pulled as face as if he had forgot something very important like Christmas.
"That reminds me Evans, will you go out with me?"
"No. Not now not ever" Lily grabbed Kelly's hand and the girls walked away.
"I wonder what they're doing" peter asked.
James slapped him across the back of the head. "How thick are you Peter? They came to check I'm still sexy"
"Somehow James I don't think so" Remus said quietly.
Back in the present day, Fred Weasley opened the marauders map slowly; as if in awe of such a havoc-creating piece of parchment.
"What's the second order of operation?" George asked. " The slugs were funny but we've come up with better stuff than that"
"shhh" Fred said "look at this"
The parchment showed a map clearly marked how to get to Snape's quarters. A tiny dot lay asleep with zzzz written above its head next to the scrawled word "Snape" (A/N what else?)
Fred touched the dot with his wand and the list reappeared. It read
2. Paint his door hot pink. Write "snivelly lives here" on it in Hollywood lettering.
George laughed. "That's fuchsia material that is!"
"So tonight? Or tomorrow" Fred looked at the clock. It was just on midnight. Had the creators of the map been there Sirius black and James potter would be shouting "the bewitching hour let the mayhem begin"
George pulled out his wand and smiled innocently. " if I was Mcgonnagal for a day you know what I'd do?"
Fred laughed, " declare war on all things Slytherin?"
"That's it my friend, lets see if we can give her the hint?"
The painting of Snapes door was finished quickly and two red head English lads slinked back to Gryffindor tower. The fat lady was asleep, snoring loudly. Still asleep, she spat out the demand, "password"
"Goblinhoard" Fred said and the pass way opened. The fat lady still snored. The twins slipped through. George grinned and ran up the stairs, sinking into his bed he whispered, "Snape'll be magenta in the morning."
Snape glided out of the room, ready to wage a bloody war on the students of Hogwarts, mostly Gryffindor, and mostly Harry Potter. He had just walked out the door when he caught flash of hot pink in the corner of his eye. He turned instantly, a little afraid that he hadn't been dreaming the night before, afraid that they had come back. It was true: the marauders had struck again. He hoped fervently that Black, Lupin and Pettigrew didn't have kids tucked away somewhere just waiting to grab him and bully him. "Get a hold of yourself Severus" Snape hissed, pulling out his wand to clean the door. He should've known better, the new pranksters had the same sense of torment as Potter. The paint would not budge. He sighed, put on his " I hate you all" expression and swooped down to breakfast like a constipated vampire.
He was angry that was obvious. Faces didn't naturally go like that. Unfortunately George Weasley was disappointed, the face of the hideous potions master was not the splendid shade of fuchsia that he had been hoping for. It was contorted, badly and he looked as if he'd tried to give birth to a full grown Norwegian ridgeback. But there were no incredible colours. It was rather depressing really. George decided. Fred leant over and whispered, "It gets better, look. We can see what people are saying."
Over the dot marked 'Malfoy', little speech bubbles appeared
Malfoy "did you hear. Someone painted professor Snapes door. 'Snivelly lives here' it said. Hot pink. My father reckons it'd never have happened before Dumbledore was headmaster. Worst thing that ever happened to this school he says,
Fred snorted, "father says father says, don't you know how to think for yourself Malfoy?"
"Well my father says that you suck Malfoy" George added
Fred shut the map, lovingly. "Too bad there aren't any good conversations to listen in on my gorgeous little atlas"
George pulled a face "what did you call it?"
Fred grinned "Just joking"
Angelina glared at them. "What the hell did you two do that for?"
"Do what" Fred pouted. " You never trust me"
"I trust you to create mayhem wherever you go. You stupid bludger"
"Well it wasn't us" George lied. Angelina shook her head sadly and turned away.
James Potter rolled around on the floor laughing as if Sirius had been wearing a tutu. Sirius never would so it was a useless comparison but he was laughing that hard anyway.
" di…dii- did you see his face! I have never seen him that colour before. That was … that was like magenta dudes"
Sirius Black was leaning against the doorpost, looking sexy and smug. " he was almost the same colour as his bloody door!"
Remus pulled a face, "you guys are so horrible, why don't you try being nice to him"
"That'd piss old snivelly off even more" James argued, then a smile crept across his face.
"Sirius we're going to be really nice to Snape this week."
Sirius Black grinned. "I'm thinking uh …presents"
Remus Lupin groaned. "That's not quite what I meant, lads"