Disclaimer: I feel sorry for whomever tries to put Sirius in a cage. Not that you'd need to, if you owned him, but you know…. Just saying.
Andivari: The sad part is, you're right.
Rebecca: Overdone and aggravating? Nonsense
Anna: Yes, it will (hopefully) all be "written stuff."
A/N I'm glad you all think this is so great!
Mr. Padfoot wishes to make a bet.
Mr. Moony is intrigued, but far too intelligent to blindly place his money on one of Mr. Padfoot's schemes- especially seeing that Mr. Padfoot is too chicken to actually voice his bet in front of Mr. Prongs, and chooses to write it down instead.
Mr. Wormtail readily inquires what it is we're betting on.
Mr. Moony seconds.
Mr. Padfoot bets 15 Sickles that Mr. Prongs will fail his latest attempt to woo Miss Lily, and goes further to say that Miss Lily will cause bodily harm to our poor, lovesick Mr. Prongs.
Mr. Moony will take that bet, as he believes Miss Lily has more self restraint than Mr. Padfoot gives her credit for.
Mr. Wormtail wishes to remind Mr. Moony that the last time Mr. Prongs did this, Miss Lily threw a book at him..
Quills down, gentlemen, the show's starting.
Gringotts Bank Transaction Sheet
7 September, 1976
9:47 PM
Furthermore, the amount of 15 Sickles has been transferred from vault 666 (Pettigrew, Peter) to vault 537 (Black, Sirius.)
Mr. Padfoot has just had a brill idea.
Oh dear god. Is this anything like Mr. Prongs' brill idea?
Of course not. Mr. Prongs' brill ideas get him detentions with Miss Lily- my brill idea will do no such thing. Although, coincidentally, it does have quite a bit to do with both Miss Lily and Mr. Prongs.
Well I'm scared, Mr. Moony, are you?
Extremely, Mr. Wormtail.
Come one, come all, and place your bets on Lily Evans and James Potter, the Duo-in-Denial (better, wittier name forthcoming). There are four categories in which you can place your bet, and here they are. You may change your bet at any time.
Here are the categories:
1. They Will Kill Each Other Within a Week (Two Weeks, Three Weeks – You Pick)
2. Snogging in the Closet In a Week (Two Weeks, Three Weeks – You Pick)
3. Kill Each Other Within a Day (Two Days, Three Days – You Pick)
4. Snogging in the Closet In a Day (Two Days, Three Days – You Pick)
Please, don't worry about them ever seeing this. It's enchanted so that if either of them look at this, they'll see a poster for the Gobstones Club (a big thanks to Davy Gudgeon for letting us use his club!)
Please, keep your mouths shut around them about this, 'kaisies?
- The Illustrious Sirius Black
From the Diary of Lily Catherine Evans
September 11th, 1976
4:32 PM
Something is going on, and I'm not quite sure what.
For the last few days, people have been giving me the strangest looks- it's getting extremely disconcerting. They're all whispering and pointing and whatnot. Ambrosia says that I'm just being paranoid, but then again, she's been hanging about by the Common Room notice board with everyone else, and when I ask her about it, she just mutters something about Gobstones Club and excuses herself.
I think Potter's been getting it too, but I could be wrong, as he's always been whispered about and pointed at- especially when he does that stupid thing with his hair, which he has been doing far too often since he announced Quidditch team tryouts.
Git.
At least he's been leaving me alone for the most part since I broke his jaw.
A Notice From… The Deputy Headmaster
Since all the House Tryouts have been held, the far end of the Quidditch pitch has become extremely filthy with litter. Just because you can't see it from the castle doesn't mean it doesn't have to be clean, too. All who wish to be part of a special cleaning crew may sign up on the sheet outside the Great Hall..
- M. McGonagall.
Clean-up Sign-up Sheet
1. Stubby Boardman
2. You-Know-Who
3. Cornelius Fudge
A Notice From… The Deputy Headmaster
The lack of response to the cleaning sign up sheet is disgraceful. It is time you all learned a bit of responsibility. The clean-up date is officially set for September 19th. For those of you who cannot count or clean, that gives you students two days to sign up. If there are no signatures on it by that time, we will be forced to start picking people.
- M. McGonagall.
A Notice From… SIRIUS BLACK
For all those who are interested, there is to be a beach party (okay, so the lake isn't exactly a beach…) on the 19th. There will be music, dancing, and girls in bikinis. What more can you ask? Your ticket in is your signature on the cleanup crew. Don't worry though; the Quidditch Pitch will be cleaned long before the first partygoers arrive. So come one, come all, and remember, keep this secret from McGonagall.
A Notice From… The Headmaster's Office
Minerva, I want to congratulate you on your inspiring message- I have never seen so many students sign up for a project before!
It's nice to see that they recognize the need for civic duty.
Yours, Albus.
From the Diary of Lily Catherine Evans
September 17th, 1976
5:03 PM
So.
Potter and his little friends are putting on a party.
I guess it's sweet, in an odd, illegal sort of way. Makes the teachers happy and all. Still, a party is a party, and a party put on by Sirius Black will be ten times as worse.
Why do I get the feeling that the pitch will end up dirtier than it started out?
So, Moony, you're going to help me and Wormtail and Prongs clean up before the party tomorrow, right?
Padfoot, you should be happy that I didn't report this little party of yours. I am a prefect.
Come on, Moony, where's your sense of adventure?
It's being forcibly restrained by my tact and good sense.
Says the boy who's passing notes in class.
It will be fun.
Please, Moony?
It won't be the same without you.
Oh, just stop it. You knew I'd help you from the beginning, anyway. I don't know why I bother.
Neither do we.
Watch Log of Argus Filch- 19 September.
The corridors are strangely quiet tonight.
From the Diary of Lily Catherine Evans
September 19th, 1976
10:56 PM
I am going to bloody kill James Potter. I was wrong, he wasn't leaving me alone.
He was BIDING HIS TIME.
I suppose it's partly my fault for going to his stupid little party anyway. I tried not to, I pulled every trick in the book… but it's hard to make the excuse that you don't have a bathing suit when all you have to do is Conjure one up.
So the girls and I went down to the lake, where the party was already in full swing. I don't know how he did it, but somehow Black managed to convince the house elves to set up a buffet table and dry bar.
I hate it when the idiots are in power.
So I'm hanging around with Megan and Jane (Ambrosia went off to talk Quidditch with that Davies guy from Ravenclaw) and so Potter comes up to me and he's all "Evans" and I'm all "Potter, go away."
I'm sure the conversation was a tad more lively and scathing than that, but I'm far too angry to remember it now. He went into this whole big song and dance about how he couldn't believe I'd shown up because I was no fun at all, and since I was there I may as well swim and I don't know how it happened, but he somehow managed to push me into the lake with not so much as a by-your-leave.
So I, of course, retaliated by stepping out with dignity, grabbing my wand and levitating him above the deepest part of the lake and dropping him in.
I hate him.
1. They Will Kill Each Other Within a Week: 13 bets
2. Snogging in the Closet In a Week: 0 bets
3. Kill Each Other Within a Day: 54 bets
4. Snogging in the Closet In a Day: 4 bets
Hmm… doesn't look so good for poor Lily and James, does it? They were so young, so young…
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