A/N: Hello Hello! A big thank you to anyone who reviewed, and personal notes shortly.
To my lovely Phoenix: Without your ever helpful guidance, I would not have turned out the new chapters that I did. You gave awesome tips and I've definitely taken them to heart.
Elephant Wings: I love getting your reviews, it's true! I love getting feedback from everyone, so Thanks oodles of poodles! And we'll see about those nicknames. . .
Alda Rethe: I'm really glad you like the Head's rooms, cause Lilly's is based off my room . We'll see about Remus, etc.
AND this is the last of my pre-written material, so if you have an idea, e-mail me, and I'll take it into consideration!
Breakfast, with a side of Comeuppance
Bright light prodded the Marauders awake early Thursday morning. James stretched, raising his arms to rest on his stomach, hearing a Squelch! He heard the familiar dulcet tones of Sirius as he awoke in the mornings
'How am I with the Marauders?'
"Ugh!" he heard Sirius yell.
Rubbing his stomach, James looked down to see it covered in honey. James bolted up in bed. Grabbing his glasses, he took stock of his old dormitory.
String criss-crossed everywhere from floor to ceiling. Looking at Remus, he saw the werewolf covered in whipped cream with a fuschia Mohawk. Peter wore a pink negligee and make-up that a tart would find over-done. Sirius was fuming. His gorgeous hair had honey all over it, and he wore a Chippendale outfit.
"AHHHHH!" yelled the boys in unison, jumping to run to the bathroom, only to jump into more honey. The boys pulled a string away, and each had a bucket of chocolate syrup dumped on them. James cautiously moved another string. Four pies swung into their faces.
"Don't move!" shouted Remus.
Peter reached out and cut a string. Soft, downy, white feathers fell like snow upon the boys, sticking to the syrup covering their bodies.
"great Pete. Thanks." Sirius said, blowing feathers out of his mouth.
Suddenly the boys felt the familiar tug of a portkey, and found themselves . . .
In the middle of the Great Hall.
A shocked silence filled the Hall, after a clatter of silverware dropping from shocked fingers.
A booming voice filled the Hall.
"Welcome! Thank you for viewing the very first, but not the last Prank of ours."
Another voice started.
"We are the Furies, a wonderful group of ladies, that's right ladies, who are not merely pranksters, but bringers of justice."
"Allow us to introduce ourselves"
Fireworks erupted across the hall. Fire shot into the air, spelling
"FLAME"
A sudden wind kicked up, blowing papers about to spell
"BREEZE"
Pitchers of water rose off the tables, poured into the air and froze to spell
"ICE"
Flowers grew to spell
"GAIA"
"There's a new group of pranksters in Hogwarts"
"So we have 3 words of wisdom."
Four voices toned in unison
"WATCH. YOUR. BACK."
A cavalcade of fireworks exploded, and silence echoed in the Great Hall, while the four Marauders struggled to cover themselves.
Minerva McGonagall began to chuckle into her teacup. Dumbledore joined in and the entire Great Hall roared with laughter.
The boys turned red with embarrassment, and sat down to their breakfast.
Lilly, Alice, Tabitha, and Gretchen looked at them expectantly.
"What?" James growled.
"So . . . . what's your secret?" Lilly asked, as four boys turned pale.
"You have till midnight to tell us." Added Gretchen.
The girls stood and walked away to Potions.
"Did those names look familiar to you?" James questioned.
"Yea . . I can't place them though" Remus said.
"That doesn't change that we now have to tell the girls our secret."
"You know, Moony, fuschia isn't too bad a color on you"
"Shut up, Sirius!"
