Author's Note: Hey!!! New chapter up. This one is much more interesting than the last, so as always, read and review! Oh, and by the way, I have officially finished taking my finals and am free of schoolwork for the rest of the weekend! Not that you really care about my finals, but this means that I can write even faster, yay.

Also, thanks for the reviews of the last few chapters! I was asked when the rest of my story in coming out, and tried to respond to the person, but I don't think you have a profile... Anyways, it comes out as fast as I can write it, which is pretty much everyday, so keep reading!

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Chapter Five

The Prefects' Bathroom- 5:23am September 7

"This is such crap! That old hag didn't even have any evidence to prove I was behind this stupid party. I can't believe I'm doing this. I have a freaking house elf for crying out loud! That skank was so not worth it," Sirius Black muttered to himself as he scrubbed moot firework soot off the floor of the bathroom. He had already been at it for hours, and he wasn't even close to being done. How was he expected to do this without magic? If only McGonagall hadn't taken his wand away… He kept scrubbing. The mess seemed to be getting worse, and the whole bathroom reeked of booze. "I fucking hate my life!" shouted Sirius.

"Um, are you talking to me?" he heard a voice ask.

Sirius spun around. "Whoa. Where the hell did you come from? Who are you?"

It appeared that the voice had come from a girl. She was fairly tall, only a couple inches shorter than Sirius, but she was also very thin. The neck of her pajama t-shirt hung slightly off her right shoulder. Her eyes were very sleepy, and her strawberry blonde hair was pulled up in a high, lopsided ponytail. It was obvious that she had just woken up.

"I'm Justine, and I have come from my dormitory to take a shower. Hey, why am I answering your stupid questions? This is my bathroom, not yours! Who the hell are you?" She crossed her arms over her chest, and looked Sirius up and down.

Sirius felt very conspicuous under her gaze. "Um, I'm Sirius Black. I'm a Gryffindor sixth year. I had a party here last night and was shamelessly ordered to clean up the mess."

She seemed interested now. "A party? Oh, that must be what Zane and those guys were talking about! You got into a fight with Zane Miller last night over Wolfe, right? By the way, I want to be invited to your party next time!"

"You're in Slytherin?"

"Yeah. Don't judge. Now, move it or lose it kid! I got to take a shower! You can finish up later." she pulled her shirt over her head, revealing a lacey black bra.

"Um, yeah, okay. I'll see you later." Sirius swallowed hard and slowly started to back away.

"Oh, and when you come back, you might want to fix that leak!" she called back to him.

"What leak?" he asked.

"This pool is right over the Slytherin common room. I think the fireworks broke the floor a little or something. We've got some water."

Sirius stopped in his tracks. He felt like something had exploded in his head. It didn't feel quite like a headache, although he was expecting a hangover anytime now, but more like an idea. It was a great idea. It was probably the best idea for a prank ever.

"Oh, and Sirius, I can practically smell the vodka seeping out of your pores. Go shower before someone else catches a whiff of you!"

"Sure, whatever," he wasn't listening. He ran out the door. He had some serious planning to do!

6th Year Gryffindor Boy's Dormitory- 7:30am, September 7

Paisley woke up slowly. Before she even opened her eyes, she could tell that she had an awful hangover. The night before had been awful! She had gotten blown off by James Potter, then knocked out, then woken up in the boy's dormitory, and then watched some "movie" with Remus Lupin. Actually, the watching the movie part had been kind of fun. All of the muggle stuff in it confused her, but Remus had explained most of it. He was pretty funny. Also, it seemed like someone had carried her back to her room. She opened her eyes, and then wished she hadn't.

She was not in her room! Remus Lupin was asleep next to her, the dead DVD player still in his lap. She looked around in panic. She was definitely still in the marauders' dormitory. Their stuff was all over the place, but she and Lupin seemed to be the only two people in the room. James's and Peter's beds looked slept in, but Sirius had never made it home. Why didn't anyone wake her?! She was really beginning to freak out now.

"Remus! Remus, wake up!" he hissed, shaking him slightly. He moaned and turned over. "Remus, wake up! It's Paisley!"

He opened his eyes, and looked up at her groggily. "Hm? What are you still doing here?"

"I don't know! I fell asleep, why didn't you wake me?"

"What? What time is it?" he looked at his watch. "Crap! What happened?" he was wide-awake now.

Paisley was on the verge of tears. "Oh my god! I need to get out of here! Why does this always happen to me?" she jumped up, realizing she was still only wearing a bathing suit and his sweatshirt. She rushed over to the door, and peeked outside. There weren't that many people in the common room.

As quietly as possible, she shut the door behind her, and crept down the staircase. It wasn't that far to her dorm. If only she could make it there without being seen…

"Hey Pais, what's up?" Paisley shut her eyes, her heart sinking into her feet. She turned around slowly.

It was April George, an annoying and gossipy seventh year with large, protruding ears. Paisley swore under her breath. Of all the people to catch her, it had to be April.

"Uh, good morning April! Great morning isn't it? How are you? Did you sleep well?"

April didn't respond right away. She looked at Paisley, taking in her state of dishevelment. "I slept fine. How did you sleep?" She raised an eyebrow at Paisley.

"Oh, I slept great," said Paisley quickly, longing to get away. Other people were starting to notice her.

"Yeah," said April slowly. "I bet Lupin's bed is really comfortable." She smirked.

Paisley's face was burning. "It's, it's not what you think April."

"Yeah, okay. Whatever you say Pais. Do you know that you're wearing his sweatshirt?"

"Hey, Paisley!" Paisley, April, and their band of watchers looked up. Remus Lupin was leaning over the railing of the balcony, looking down at her. "I had fun last night! We should do it again!" he shouted, smiling.

Paisley burst into tears and ran up to her dorm.

Gryffindor Common Room Balcony- 7:40am, September 7

Remus scrunched his eyebrows together in confusion as Paisley ran off. What was her problem? He saw April George wave to him sweetly. There was something about that girl that he really disliked…

"Hey Moony!" James opened the door of their dorm and walked out onto the balcony.

"Hey Prongs. Mate, do you know what's up with Divens? She just kind of took off."

"Well, you can't expect them to stay forever mate. So, you gonna give us the gory details or what? I think Wormtail is about to implode with anticipation." James laughed lightly.

"What are you talking about?" Remus was beyond confused. "Hey, Prongs, why didn't anyone wake us?"

"Well, erm, we didn't really want to disturb you. Plus, I didn't get back until late, and I think everyone was too blitzed to think clearly. Although, hey, it clearly worked out in your favor, right? Hey, Moony mate, you okay?"

Remus's eyes were open wide, staring at James. "Shit! What the hell is wrong with me? I shouldn't have fallen asleep. Oh my god."

James patted him on the back, still clueless. "It's okay man. It's not like it's her first time around the block. She's actually got kind of a reputation. Hey, you know that guy Sirius beat up? Zane Miller? You should hear the way he talks about her!"