A few hours later Ron bounded down the stairs. He carried the Marauder's Map and Harry's invisible cloak with him as well. Ron was still dressed in his robes except his tie was left hanging around his neck. Harry had ditched the robes and settled for the shirt and slacks he'd been wearing since that morning.

They snuck out of the common room and walked relatively silently through the halls. They climbed the stairs to the seventh floor. The door of the Room of Requirement was already summoned. Ron and Harry walked in. The room was dark and there was a light shining over a table in the middle. James and Sirius had seats on opposite end of the table. There were two seats left for Harry and Ron.

"Harry, Ron," Sirius called.

"What's going on?" Harry asked as he slid into his seat.

"Yeah," Ron said sitting. "What's with the darkness?"

"Preparations, my dear boy," Sirius answered.

"This is the blueprints for the Slytherin House," James said. "We have to make a clean job. In and out."

"In and out," Sirius repeated nodding his head. Ron and Harry exchanged amused glances. It was rather obvious who the brain of the operation was. It was also amusing to see how Sirius took orders from James.

"Why isn't Lupin here?" Harry asked.

Sirius and James exchanged looks.

"Well," Sirius dragged the word out. "Let's just say Moony is our alibi."

Harry nodded as though he understood. "Right," he dragged the word out, similarly to the way Sirius dragged 'well' out.

"Okay, our main target are the first year Slytherins, and the seventh year Slytherins," James said pointing to the dormitories of said years.

"First and seventh," Sirius agreed.

"What about second through sixth?" Ron asked.

James smirked evilly. "We have something for them too." Sirius hoisted up a bag. He took one of the items out. It was a small candy with a little note. He showed the note to Ron and Harry:

This is just a little treat for the best house in Hogwarts. Eat them immediately after you finish your meal for a brain enhancer throughout the day. Show the professors and students which house is best.

Prof. Snape

Ron and Harry stared at the note in amazement.

"No way," Ron exclaimed.

"What do they really do?" Harry asked.

James leaned forward and whispered the plan.

Ron smiled. "That's bloody brilliant."

"It is brilliant," Harry agreed. "So what about the first and seventh years?"

Sirius began laughing maniacally. "Yes, the ickle firsties yes, well they will be doing something else," Sirius said. He whispered the plan.

"Mhh-hmm," Harry said nodding. "Whose idea was that?"

Sirius puffed his chest proudly. "It was mine thank you very much."

Ron nodded. "Seventh years?"

"Will be accompanying our ickle firsties," James said. "It's all a potion that we've already given to the house elves."

Harry grinned. "Let's get going then."

"Not so fast," James said.

"As teachers, we are privy to information you student are not," Sirius revealed.

"That information is the passwords to houses," James smirked.

"The password is 'snake'," James and Sirius said together.

Ron rolled his eyes. "Just like a Slytherin."

"Yes, we know," Sirius said sadly. "But, chin up. Let's have some fun."

James then explained which dorms to visit. He cast a spell on all of them so they could communicate to each other without waking the occupants of the Slytherin Dungeons. Finally, Sirius hoisted up the bag and they set off for the Slytherin Common Room.

Harry and Ron were in charge of distributing the candies to the female population of Slytherin. Ron grinned evilly when he suggested that Harry do year 5, 6, and 7 while he do 1-3, and meet up to do 4 together.

Harry wandered into the fifth year dorm after completing the sixth and seventh years. He dropped a candy onto each of their pillows. Finally he reached Aaliyah. She looked rather peaceful and innocent. With her eyes close, you couldn't see the coldness and just saw vulnerability. Harry dropped the candy and walked out of the dorm, unaffected.

"How were the fifth years?" Ron asked with a smirk.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Young," he deadpanned.

Rom grinned and entered the fourth year dorm with Harry behind him. They distributed the candy and walked out to meet James and Sirius. Sirius bounced along after James walked out from the boy's hallway.

"Done?" James asked.

Harry held up the empty bag. "Every last one."

"Good," James said.

"Excellent," Sirius agreed.

Ron shook his head. "No wonder your animagus is a dog, mate."

Sirius grinned, transformed, and barked. "Padfoot," James snapped. "Wake the whole bloody house why don't you?"

Sirius became human again and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry," he muttered.

"Llet's go, you two have classes in the morning," James announced leading the group out of the Slytherin common room.

The next morning Harry and Ron met Hermione in the Great Hall for breakfast. Harry smiled at Hermione and she reluctantly smiled back. "I was an idiot," she said.

"We've noticed," Ron agreed with a mouth full of food which sounded like, "weef noticed."

Twenty minutes before breakfast ended the prank took place. They Slytherins ate their candy and one by one they turned into canaries and other assortments. The first and seventh years appeared in tutus and did a Tony worthy performance of Carlotta. When the prank ended five minutes later the ceiling blinked a message:

The Marauders are back! BEWARE-No one is safe.

The hall went into whispers immediately and the teachers who were there during the marauders reign were considerably paler. Hermione was not amused.

"You did this, didn't you?" Hermione questioned as they walked out of the hall toward their first class. "That's why you disappeared last night. You were planning a prank."

Ron and Harry bowed their head low because they knew the lecture that was coming.

"Aren't you guys a little too old for childish stuff like that?"

"Come on, Hermione," Harry exclaimed. "We haven't been kids in case you haven't noticed. Every year we had to deal with some sort of drama that only Hogwarts can bring. Let's have fun for once."

Hermione raised her eyebrows in disbelief. "Fine," she sniffed. "Have your fun. I, for one, will not be a part of it."

With that last comment she walked ahead leaving both Harry and Ron behind with a look of shock on their face.

What's with you never updating?
So, I got this review. Flame. Whatever. And, it kinda hit home. So. I decided that if any of you guys want to rewrite the story, then do so. I'll e-mail you the unedited chapters and everything. Yeah, I know, I'm giving up. But, it's okay. I barely have time to sleep, let alone write, so no big deal. So. If you want to be the author of Is Dumbledore Sane? just let me know and the story is totally yours. First come, first serve!