AN: Yes, I'm sorry, highschool, blah blah blah. I know you don't wanna hear it. Anyway, I'm not making any promises, I don't know when I'll update. But this story is not being…um…well I'm not stopping it. So at some point in time, always expect an update.

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own it.

Chapter 14: A sticky situation

The scratching of a quill could be heard through the night, coming from Lily Evans bed. She smirked as she wrote in her best handwriting, To James, from Lily on an envelope, in which there was a piece of parchment containing more writing.

Celebrean groaned and turned to Lily, muttering something about Lily being obsessive and needing to get some sleep. Of course, Lily wasn't paying much attention, but she was done anyway. Blowing out the candle on her desk, she let herself relax and fell into a peaceful sleep.

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"OW!"

"Give me back my pillow!"

"No! That essay took me all week!"

"Get OFF of me!"

"Peter look out!"

"OWWWW!"

"That's mine!"

"Get out of my way, I'm hungry!"

"SIRIUS!"

The boy's dorms were in chaos. As the boys scrambled around, half asleep, they seemed to be doing a lot of damage. All were eager to get to breakfast, but as they were running late they were feeling a little panicky.

"Where did my potions book go?" Peter asked in alarm.

"Why do I have two potions books?" asked James, throwing one of the books over his shoulder, sending it flying and hitting Remus on the head.

"OUCH! James!"

Sirius tackled Remus off the bed, before jumping up and retrieving his stolen pillow. "Just because you have ink on yours-"

"REMUS!" Peter whined. "I need my potions book!"

Remus, who was busy trying to wrestle the pillow out of Sirius's grasp, kicked the book in his general direction. "Ow! That was my foot!"

"EVERYONE SHUT UP! Come on, I'm starving." So the four boys quickly finished getting ready and made their way downstairs.

By the time they reached the Great Hall it was almost full. They took their usual seats at the table and began to eat. A few minutes later, an owl flew over and landed on the table next to James. He automatically took the letter, handing the owl a piece of bacon. It took it and flew off, hooting happily.

James spit out a mouthful of pumpkin juice all over Peter when he read the envelope. "To James from Lily?" he asked in surprise.

Peter glared at him, wiping the juice off his face with a napkin. "Wonder what she wants."

"What's with the 'Lily'?" asked Sirius, grinning suggestively at James. He dodged the sausage James had thrown at him, but continued grinning. "Going soft? Decided to marry her and have a kid, maybe live in a nice two-story house?"

James pointed at Lily's name, scowling. "I DIDN'T SAY IT! That's what SHE wrote on it. She didn't even write Potter."

"Maybe she forgave you," Peter said.

"Maybe…"

"Well you're never going to know until you open it," Sirius encouraged, taking a bite of toast and watching as James slowly opened the letter, then unfolded the parchment. The other three boys watched in interest as he eyed the first line before reading aloud,

"Oh James,

I know that you meant no harm

It was just a stupid poem,

Just a stupid charm

No need to worry, angry I am not

In the back of my mind, your prank will rot

And with that being said

Do you notice the bucket over your head?"

James looked at the poem in confusion before slowly looking upwards. Up there, was a bucket. A bucket that was slowly tipping. Before he could move, it had dumped over, and James realized right before the substance hit him, what it was.

Maple syrup.

He let out a girlish scream as the syrup spilled over him. The sticky substance soon covered him like a new skin, and he sat there sputtering as the rest of the great hall laughed.

"Hey James, mind passing your arm over here so I can get some syrup on my pancakes?" asked a laughing Sirius.

James merely glared at Sirius before leaping across the table and tackling him to the ground. The whole hall began laughing again as James managed to get quite a bit of syrup stuck in Sirius's hair. "MY HAIR! MY HAIR! YOU DESTROYED MY HAIR!" Jumping up, Sirius threw a bowl containing syrup at James, who ducked. It hit Remus right in the face, who froze, shocked. The entire hall was laughing yet again. Lily and Celebrean grinned widely, as Remus stood up calmly, though a fierce glare could be seen behind the syrup.

Professor Dumbledore stood up, hushing the crowd. His eyes were twinkling merrily, and he directed a statement towards the three boys full of syrup. "You three, may go and clean yourselves up. That might teach you a lesson about treating others fairly. You'll be excused from your classes considering how long syrup takes to get out."

Briefly wondering how he knew, the three walked out, leaving a still laughing Peter behind.

A couple hours later, once all the syrup had successfully been removed from their bodies, the three sat in their dorms. James was seething about how Lily had done it, while Sirius was seething about how James had messed up his hair. Remus was seething about how he had to now miss all the classes. All in all, the group was rather unhappy.

"WAIT!" James yelled suddenly. Both looked up, glaring, but James ignored the looks. "We have proof Evans did it! She sent the poem! The note!"

Sirius grinned with Joy, while Remus looked unsure about turning her in. "YES!" But suddenly, his face dropped.

"What's wrong?" James asked.

Sirius sat back down, brushing his syrup-free hair out of his face. "The note, it was covered in syrup. And they're bound to have cleaned it all up by now."

James cursed in frustration and sat back down on his bed, sighing. He looked up at his two friends before smiling again. "Oh well, we'll just have to let our next prank be even better, twice the size so they'll forget what happened to us, and only know what happened to them."

And so the boys set to work, joined soon after by Peter. Nothing could keep them down for very long.

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Like it? Hate it? I got into this chapter, even though it's a little short. Oh well, at least it's an update right?

Preview for next chapter: The marauders find a strange room full of old students essays. Now the question is what to do with them. Sirius wants to use one on his assignment, James wants to find his older, now graduated sisters, assignments for blackmail, Remus wants to report the room to a teacher, and Peter doesn't care either way. But, who will get their way? Find out in chapter 15, room 101.

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