In other words, to use Harry Potter stuff, ask the nice little Scottish woman. To use Brentney Stafford, ask Only a Handful of Time/Bri Dally.
Title: She Said It In Latin (1)
Author: GothicFlame and Only A Handful of Time
Email: A little action, a little romance, a little comedy, ba-da Bing!
Rating PG-13.
Summary: The beginning of Severus's hatred for James begins and Lily gets huffy.
Chapter 3: Pranking
"So James put a spell on your book to make it squirt out that smelly stuff?" Calista took a bite out of her toast and gazed down the table the group of boys.
"Yep, that's about right."
Brent smirked, "they need to teach me that one."
Lily glared at her before continuing, "I need to get him back, but how?"
Brent leaned into the middle of the table, making Calista and Lily lean in too.
"We have to do something genuine, something that Lames can't fix for some time. Something the teachers could never pin on us. Something epic, cunning... something a Slytherin would do," she said, eyes flitting over to the Slytherin table, she then returned her gaze to the loaded plate of sausage and egg in front of her and shoved her fork deep into the mountain.
"I don't think James was the only one," Lily murmured through a mouthful of toast, after all, Brent's speech had been a little long, and she'd needed a bite to eat. "I think Sirius Black helped him, Remus and Peter, too."
The three girls sat in silence, thinking of what they should do to the unsuspecting boys.
"Well, we should prank the entire boys dormitories first, so that they don't know they're the targets," Calista said, rummaging through her bag to remove a piece of parchment and a quill. "Any suggestions?"
"I say we aim it at just them," said Brent forcefully, a look of menacing delight appearing on her nymph-like face. Her gray eyes flashed with mischief so much that Lily and Calista couldn't help, but agree.
"We could change their casuals to Slytherin colors. I over heard Sirius talking about how much he hated Slytherins on the way down from breakfast," said Lily. Brent shrugged.
"That's just because of Bella," she said, her pale eyes travelling over the Slytherin table. "She's my forth cousin, thrice removed. She got two older sisters. Cissa, she's the blond at the end of the table, seventh year, and Andromeda, Ravenclaw over their with the giant smile and short brown hair, she's a doll. Cissa and Bella... they're two of a kind, bitches one and the same." Lily chorkled as Calista watched Andromeda for a bit.
"Well, anyway, he still hates Slytherins," she said.
"We should die their hair green," said Lily enthusiastically.
"Nah, it's been done, quite a few times over. I think it's dead now, murdered, over... and over... it's gone... no use in trying to-"
"Okay, Brent, we get it," muttered Lily.
"Just making a point," said Brent lightly. She ran a hand over her hair and smirked at the list, "oh how especially clever we are." She looked from the list to her hand than to her bag, a smile lighting her features. It rather scared Lily and Calista when she smiled like that, it made her look rather psychotic. "I've got an idea!" she jumped up, making the plate clatter to the ground. "Damn, Lily, you wouldn't mind being a doll and picking that up for me? Thanks, must be going. So many letters, so little time."
Lily and Calista watched their friend as she waltzed out of the hallway, chuckling maniacally. "Why are we friends with her?" muttered Lily as Brent pushed the Great Hall doors open wide and stomped off dramatically, knowing well that half the eyes in the hall were on her.
"Because we like getting a good laugh?" said Calista, a worried expression etched on her face. Lily nodded faintly and turned back to her plate, taking up her fork and trying to swallow her bacon as she considered what was in store for the poor boys sitting down the table.
"Come on we're going to be late for potions!" said Lily as she ran down the hallway with Calista. They ran towards the dungeons and flung open the large wooden door that was flanked on either side with torches.
"This must be it..." muttered Lily. Spiders crept up the walls, making the girls cringe.
"I hate spiders," whispered Calista. Lily took her hand and started leading her down the hallway. They suddenly heard a creak behind them and whirled around, there was no one there. They sighed, until they heard a whisper behind them, and again swivelled to find a glowing face loom out of the dim dark of the hallway.
"Boo!" said a deep voice. Lily and Calista shrieked and Brent lowered her wand, chuckling sinisterly. "You babies." They both glared at her as she kept laughing. "Come on, we've got to get to Potions, I hear the teacher is hilarious." Lily rolled her eyes and let go of Calista's hand as they travelled down the hall in single file. Suddenly Brent collided with a tall black robed figure and they all stopped.
"What are you three doing down here?" He snapped. Lily looked up at the man. His shoulder length brown hair was pulled into a knot at the base of his neck and his green eyes flashed with annoyance.
Lily looked at the other girls, who seemed to be in awe. "We're looking for the Potions class. Can you help us find it?" she asked timidly. Brent took a step back, her face turning white as she did so. The man looked over all of the girls, pausing slightly as he spotted Calista.
"My name is Professor Bell," he said quietly, a sinister tone to his voice. "I'm your Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor." The girls smiled weakly and nodded, waiting for him to speak agin or take off in the direction of the class, but he did neither.
"So..." said Calista, breaking the awkward silence that was quickly enveloping the corridor. "Since you're our teacher, um... my name is Calista Eros, and these are my friends Brent Stafford and Lily Evans." The professor kept looking the girls over. Brent stepped almost defensively in front of Calista and glared at the professor.
"Are you going to show us to our class, or wait until we're late?" she snapped angrily. His eyes shot in her direction and he sneered, nodding and turning to lead them to the class. Brent sighed as she heard the bell ring. "Stupid bugger," she muttered under her breath.
"Oh by the way," said Bell as they reached the doors to the class, "10 points from each of you for being late to class." Brent's eyes widened. "What!" she shouted. Bell sneered and slinked away, back up the stairs, leaving Lily and Calista to restrain Brent from chasing after him.
"Hallo clash. My name ish Profeshor Finsh." Lily and Brent glanced at each other before doubling up in silent laughter. The teacher had an especially bad lisp. A few of the other students were snickering behind their hands, especially the Slytherins, whom Brent, Lily, Calista and the rest of the Gryfinndors had potions with. Calista clasped her hand over her mouth to keep from bursting out with laughter. Professor Finch didn't seem to notice.
"Now clash, we are going to learn how to make very eashy potions through out thish year, as it ish more of an introductory sheshion for the resht of your yearsh here." James, Sirius, Remus and Peter were talking quietly in the back. Lily turned to listen while the professor continued speaking about sleeping draughts and then took role.
"Ok, so we're agreed than?" James asked. Remus and Sirius nodded. Peter looked to the ground.
"C'mon Peter," Sirius said nudging him. "Are you in or out?"
Peter shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I-I'm in."
"Great," said James.
"Lily? Lily the professor just called your name," whispered Brent, poking her in the side. Lily jerked around accidentally knocking her books to the ground. James looked up from his parchment and watch Lily pick up her things.
"Look at her face it's bright red!" said James chuckling. Sirius nodded and looked down at the parchment again. Lily put her hand to her face then glared at Brent.
"What!" Brent put up her hands in defense. "The teacher was trying to take role, and you were staring off at Jamesy-poo."
"I wasn't..." said Lily, her eyes widening.
"You were looking at James?" whispered Calista. "You have a little crush on the black haired prankster behind you?" She chuckled.
"Stop making fun of me, I wasn't staring at James."
"Yeah sure, you weren't staring at James, but I can tell you something he owns that you were staring at," said Brent cheekily. It took Lily a moment before she realized what Brent was talking about. She glared at the perverted girl, who burst out with laughter at the sight of her face.
"Brentney Shtafford?" Said Finch, coming over to the girls.
"Yesh Profeshor Finsh." Several of the students giggled. Calista resumed covering her mouth with her hand.
"What'sh sho funny?"
"Nothing Profeshor," said Brent as the class giggled as one again. Finch didn't seem to notice. "I want you to ansher the queshtion on the board." Brent squinted up at the chalkboard and read the question aloud.
"When produshing a Boil Cure potion, what ingredientsh should you be wary of with what order they go in?" Brent smirked and leaned back. "If you add the porcupine quillsh before you take the cauldron off the fire, the mixture produshesh cloudsh of ashid green shmoke and a loud hishing, meltsh the cauldron, and burnsh holesh in people'sh shoesh." The entire class was cracking up by now as finch squinted at Brent. She stood there for a moment before nodding and walking away, back to the front of the room. Brent cockily reached for her quill and started to draw all over her arm. Lily looked around the room of still laughing 11 year olds and caught the eye of a Slytherin boy, who quickly looked back down at his book, the smile that had been on his face quite gone.
The Great Hall was empty, save for Lily, Brent and Calista. Lily shivered unexpectedly and pulled out her schedule. Calista and Brent did the same.
"There's something about the Great Hall being almost completely empty that kind of unnerves me," muttered Lily, pulling on her robes and shivering again. The girls smiled as they saw their schedules.
"So all we have for the rest of the day is DADA with the rest of the first years. Not bad." Brent crumpled her schedule and stuffed it in her book bag. "Done and done." The girls leaned towards each other as they sat at the table. They had an alternative reason for meeting in the empty hall. Calista pulled out a piece of parchment and quill again.
'Ok, so what kind of pranks have we come up with?" she said. Brent sighed.
"Unfortunately, Daddy hasn't gotten back to me yet with his new supply of itching powder. It's supposed to kick in when the people who apply it say 'itch,' but he doesn't have it in stores yet, plus, he doesn't know how to turn it off. All you have to do is take a shower though, I experimented on myself last summer. He wouldn't let me take any though. I think I came up with a good argument in my letter home," Brent paused and looked around the table. "Sorry, tangent, why don't we just steal all their clothes and they'd have to go to lessons in their pajamas." Calista scribbled this on the piece of paper, as well as "Magical Itch Powder" in parenthesis.
"When should we do it?" said Lily, leaning over the parchment. "I mean, it's got to be soon, that way they know it's vengeful." Brent smirked.
"Why not tonight?" she said grinning wickedly. "And maybe Dad will get me the itch stuff by Halloween." The large oak wood doors flew open and students filed in, hungry for lunch. Calista snatched up her things from the table and stuffed them quickly in her bag as James, Sirius, Remus and Peter walked over.
"Hello ladies," said Sirius, sitting next to Calista and trying to see what she was putting in her bag. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing," said Calista, Lily and Brent in unison. Sirius leaned forward and Calista put her hand in his face, pushing him hard out of the way, which led to him falling off the bench. Brent snorted and James leaned into Lily, who'd been happily eating her newly appeared lunch before then.
"Hello beautiful. How's it going?" Lily acted as though she were about to throw up. She pushed his resting arm off of her shoulders and slid down the bench a few feet. Brent's fork clattered to her plate as Sirius lifted himself from the floor. Her mouth hung wide open.
"Lils... l-look at the Slytherin table," she whispered. Lily cocked an eyebrow, suddenly feeling a presence behind her. She whirled around, finding the lower half of a very tall boy right before her face. Brent gave a happy squeak and bit her bottom lip quickly. Lily looked up at the seventh year and kept her eyebrow cocked. He had cold grey blue eyes and white blond hair that was hanging handsomely around his face. Lily turned away and met Calista's eyes, they both shuddered, while Sirius looked from Brent's stricken face to the Slytherin's smirk. He puffed up his chest and glared murderously at the boy.
"I don't believe we've met," he said to Brent. She gave another small squeak indicating that they had not. "My name is Malfoy. Lucius Malfoy." Lucius leaned onto the table between Lily and Calista.
"O-Oh, you're Narcissa's boyfriend," she said breathlessly, defeat forming behind her own silvery grey eyes. He nodded. "I'm Brent Stafford and these are my friends Calista Eros and Lily Evans."
Lucius looked as though he'd paid no attention to this last bit of information as he still smirked. "You're the Zonko's family right?" He said. Brent nodded furiously. "It is nice to meet you. We should become more acquainted sometime soon. Do you agree?" Lily and Calista shook their heads, but Brent nodded again quite enthusiastically. "Good, I'll see you around," he said. He then walked back to the Slytherin table and Brent whirled around.
"I think he likes me!" she said excitedly. Lily stared at her. Sirius's narrowed eyes were still following Lucius across the hall.
"He's a seventh year, he wouldn't be interested in a first year," he muttered angrily. Brent looked slightly hurt, but he didn't notice. Lily turned and looked at Lucius, who looked up from his food and sneered at her.
"I don't know about him, Brent," said Lily. Calista nodded this time.
"Yeah," she said. "He seemed ... not right, you know?"
Brent smiled and sighed, not realizing that she'd just placed her elbow in the ketchup bowl. "Ah Loo-loo." Lily and Calista exchanged glances and looking rather dissapointed.
"Loo-loo?" said Sirius enviously. The other boys smirked and looked at Brent, who had finally realized she had the ketchup all over her elbow. Calista rose from the table.
"Well I'm going to go get my books," she said. Brent nodded, preoccupied with cleaning herself up. Lily smiled serenely as Calista started towards the doors. Suddenly she stopped smiling and doubled over holding her stomach. Lily and Brent jumped up, but Remus got to her first.
"Are you ok?" he asked. She shook her head and moaned.
"I'll take you to the infirmary," Brent said, finally snapping out of her Loo-loo stupor.
"What's wrong with Calista? Is she ok?" Lily asked Brent as they walked to their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Brent shook her hand. "I don't know. We think it's probably just something she ate, but it could be something else. I told her you'd take notes for her in Defense." She smiled at Lily, who glared at her.
"Why do I have to?" she snapped angrily, raising her voice a bit.
"Cause I don't take notes, I draw and listen," said Brent grinning. Lily shoved Brent playfully.
"Excuse me!" The girls turned and once again came face to face with the intimidating Professor Bell. Lily gulped.
"Hello... er... how's your day goin?" Brent elbowed her in the side.
"20 house points will be taken for your shouting and fighting in the hallway," he snapped.
"20 points? You've got to be joking; we were fooling around-"snapped Brent. Bell's eyes flashed in annoyance.
"20 points each! And don't talk back to me young lady, and by the way, you are now late to my class, another 10 points each." Brent's jaw dropped again.
"What the fu-"This time Lily elbowed Brent in the side.
"Shut up," she said under her breath. Brent looked at her with anger and hatred, but kept her mouth shut.
Lily and Brent entered the class, fuming and late. Professor Bell directed the girls to seats in the very front, next to a few Slytherins. Brent opened her mouth again to protest, since there were open seats in the back with the Gryfinndors, but she stopped when she saw Lily gearing up to elbow her again.
"My name is Professor Bell," said the vindictive professor as they sat down. He spoke so low that many people had to lean forward to hear him. The man started to pace, his leather shoes clopping on the ground, making it even harder to hear. "You will not pass this class if you are constantly late or sick," he turned to glare at Brent and Lily. "You will also not pass my class if you are a procrastinator. I expect all work turned into me the moment you enter this classroom. We will be working every single second until the bell rings. This is a serious class and if you do not pay attention or do your homework, you will retake the class the next year and have harder work than the previous." Every student's eyes widened and Lily bit her bottom lip. She shifted her position, so she could see a few of the people in the class. Her eyes fell upon James Company again. They were whispering intently, obviously not listening to Bell's speech. Lily swore she heard her name come from their group, but she put it out of her mind as she turned back towards Bell, who was glaring at nothing imparticular. "Please take out your text books and turn to page 2 to begin your reading." He went to the front of the classroom and sat at his desk, watching the students remove their brand new books from their bags and open them wearily.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Bell got up, flinging it open. A tall Slytherin girl with blond hair stood, whispered something to Bell than walked away. "Class, finish the reading, Ms. Black, you're in charge. If anyone talks while I am gone, you'll get a detention." He pointed to the girl sitting next to Brent, who rose. She had long black hair and heavily lidded eyelids. She looked around, her imperiously good looks making a few of the boys (the ones that had gone through puberty at least) give her looks up and down. Sirius on the other hand went white again and muttered something to James, who smirked and write something down on a piece of parchment.
"Well? What are you waiting for? Get back to work," she snapped irritably. Brent rolled her eyes and reopened her book, accidentally hitting Lily's with her elbow. Lily, for the second time today had to bend over to grab the books Brent had knocked on the floor. Lily's head turned to glare at Brent, just as she heard someone yell "Aparecius!" Lily ducked when she saw the flash of light coming at her and she covered her eyes. When she opened them again, she saw a sight no one would ever forget, especially at the age of eleven. In front of her stood a very naked and very embarrassed Slytherin boy, the same one who she'd caught the eye of in Potions. Brent looked over just in time to see Lily lift her bright red face and smirked.
"My God Lily, a Slytherin?" Brent wore a look of confusion, shock and awe. Lily involuntarily turned another five shades of red. The boy turned towards the class and attempted to cover himself with brent's bookbag, but not before everyone caught a glimpse of the boy's wanker. James and Sirius burst out in laughter.
"Balls haven't dropped yet, eh?" Sirius asked, laughing uncontrollably. James howled and Peter giggled. Remus frowned at all of them and Brent turned to Sirius.
"Your's haven't either Sirius," she snapped, a look of pure disgust on her face as she put her hands on her hips and stood up in front of the boy. She glared at Sirius who looked quite taken aback. The boy started to cry softly from behind Brent's protection. The girl in charge of the class marched over and boxed him over their ears. "Stop sniveling Severus!" She snapped.
"What kind of parents would name their kid Severus?" shouted James through a burst of laughter. Sirius started laughing again and Brent pulled out her wand.
"More like Snivellus!" said Sirius, James doubled over at this, unable to speak. Brent glared at them both before turning.
"Finite Incantatum." Severus's robes turned black again and his sallow face tinged pink.
"Th-thanks," he muttered. Brent nodded and sat back down as the girl shoved Severus back into his seat.
"Don't interfere with us Stafford," she snapped.
"I didn't interfere Bellatrix, I helped, something you're obviously no good at," said Brent, spitting the girl's name out as though it were poison. Bellatrix's black eyes flashed and she turned towards the door as Bell came back in. The class went deathly silent as his eyes travelled over them.
"There's been a disturbence?" He muttered. Bellatrix nodded.
"The boys back there turned Severus's robes invisible," she reported. Bell's eyes snapped to where James was still laughing, red in the face. They roved over each of them, to Remus, who was wearing quite the angry frown.
"You, Lupin, I'd expect you to keep these boys in line. Fifty points and detention." James's mouth went wide and Brent and Lily stared at each other.
"Professor?" said Brent, holding up her hand.
"Get back to your reading," snapped Bell angrily. Brent stared icily at him, before rolling her eyes and looking back down at her text, the same question on her mind that was on Lily's. Why didn't the other boys get detentions as well?