Chapter Three
Classes and Confrontations
It was early one morning and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a mouse... well maybe only one mouse, and a wolf, and a dog ...and a stag. So it was safe to say that most people were asleep. It was also safe to say that they wouldn't be for long.
Remus Lupin reached for the bell, he figured since he was the good one the others would get the blame. He wasn't by nature a mean boy, just a curious one. And it just so happened that he shared a particular curiosity with his friends about what would happen if the whole castle just happened to be rudely awakened from their sleep.
What did happen was a lot of cursing, surprise, and, in Percy's case, an unexpected trip down the stairs.
The whole school started to arrive in the great hall going to there house table. When all the Gryffindors came down to breakfast they all wondered who set the alarm clock so bloody loud. Professor McGonagall guessed it was Fred and George Weasley. When in fact the twins who had innocently been planting strategic dung bombs around the castle at the time; were as confused as everybody else.
Professor Severous Snape was in a bad mood, but not as it turned out bad enough to skip breakfast. He looked at his seat suspiciously and back and four particularly innocent faces in the sea of students. He sat down... and let out a huge fart no thanks to the invisible whoopee cushion under him.
The sea of faces looked back calmly, then in a moment changed from amusement to full on laughter. Only four of them did not laugh, but if possible appeared even more innocent than before.
"POTTER, DETENTION!"
Harry looked confused.
Snape picked up on the young boy's confusion and adjusted his words before barking them again. "THE OTHER ONE"
James looked up calmly, almost as if he had dealt with this situation a hundred times before, then again, he probably had.
"Sir you can't punish us based on speculation" James congratulated himself on managing to sound intelligent.
Snapes eyes narrowed menacingly before he lowered his voice. "Well potter, how about that remedial potions instead, you haven't done too well in your lessons"
James remained unfazed. "Well sir if you think I require special treatment"
"Believe me you require very special treatment" Snape had no idea what would hit him next.
"Oh Servie dear, I didn't know you cared so much"
Professor McGonagall head of Gryffindor house and transfiguration teacher shook her head in disbelief before muttering something along the lines of 'I always knew he was different'.
Snape stared back in shock before raging on. "I merely commented on you lack of potions skills potter"
But the damage was already done and curious eyes followed Snape as he stalked out of the room. That year a record number of people had as they say 'come out of the closet' at Hogwarts.
Sirius looked a little pale but returned to his old self and turning to Remus; making a remark about James having issues.
Fred and George looked impressed. These guys had balls.
A hushed silence followed the Marauders down the corridor as that made their way to their first class. Potions. The term was certainly turning out to be more interesting that it was originally thought.
'We should sit down the front, so that it'll be easier to annoy Snivellus,' James suggested with a mischievous look in his eyes.
The look must have been contagious because seconds later Sirius had shared the same look.
As The Marauders went to sit at the front of the classroom, Snape entered the room with his trademark smirk, well, this time ti was different it looked more like a smirk and less like Snape had something unpleasant under his nose. Needless to say there was a mixed reaction from the class, only one section looked on with mild amusement while several Gryffindors looked uncomfortable (namely Neville Longbottom). This section was of course the front row, and, well Slytherins would always be Slytherins who in this case had an apprehensive glint of excitement in their eyes.
'Hey Professor Snivellus, what will be doing in this fabulous double lesson with you?' asked James with that annoying tone which clearly stated 'I'm- being-a-smartass-ha-ha-ha'.
'It will be Professor Snape to you, Mr Potter,' Snape replied, narrowing his eyes in feigned anger. Hey they weren't the only ones who could fake.
'Alrighty then ... Snivellus,' sighed James.
Snape was beginning to get irritated by this point.
'As I said it is Professor Snape to you and that will be 15 points from Gryffindor,' his smirk widened.
'Why can't we call you Snivellus for?' James said in a happy sort of way.
'That will be another 15 points from Gryffindor' Snape said again, his smirk beginning to drop.
Remus, being the group's conscience shoved his had over James mouth before he could make another smart-assed remark. His only failure was that he had two hands, both of which were being occupied with keeping James still. This of course left Sirius free and a free Sirius was not a good Sirius. Remus looked to Peter for help but received only an apologetic look in return.
"Hello Snivellous! Do you remember me?" It was more of a statement than a question, a statement made in a happy singsong voice.
'Who would forget someone like you and that would be another 10 points from Gryffindor' Snape replied
Sirius was about to say something else but Remus managed to control James with one had and clap his free hand over Sirius mouth. Although the task was proving difficult Remus congratulated himself on shutting them both up.
'That will be another 10 points from Gryffindor for interrupting the conversation, Mr Lupin' Snape snarled.
'Hey you can't do that Snivellus!' Remus was angry now, and he was the nice one.
Snape ignored this comment and started to teach the class.
'The potion that you will learn to make for the next 6 weeks will be the truth potion. You will try the potion on your friends and ask them a question'
Percy was stressing, those marauders were proving to be a handful. Although the young Lupin was slightly less of a troublemaker he went along with the others. They had to be stopped; Gryffindor had already lost 50 points because of them!
Prof. Snape walked around the class, when he came to Potter and Black's potions he smirked before hurling his abuse at them.
'You two can't even do potions correctly, you morons'
'Professor Snape I would like some help on a potion for a person.' Asked Sirius is a studious sort of way, Needless to say Snape was wary.
'What would that be Black?' asked Snape
'So I can poison someone.' Answered Sirius, his eyes radiating happy mischief.
'Who would that be Mr Black' asked Snape
'That would be you, Snivellus.' Sirius replied again in his joking voice.
'Why would you do something like that, because you are a murderer.'
'No I'm not I have not murdered anyone in my life, well until I make this potion and then I guess I will have a real reason to go to Azkaban.' Sirius was cool and calm on the outside but on the inside he was full of questions.
'Well I think that you will be quiet inclined that you will be in Azkaban, Mr Black.'
'I'm not afraid of the Dementors because I known that the Dementors won't affect me, Snivellus.'
Every one in class turned to look at Sirius with a new realisation and fear in their eyes. He'd just answered the question the papers had been asking for weeks. So that was how he escaped.
James and Sirius left potions laughing. They walked back up to the Great Hall with Peter and Remus. They said good-bye and started to head off to Divination. It took them about half an hour to finally reach the trap door. They were 25 minutes late, they went through the trap door and found a seat close by and Professor Trelawney didn't even notice that they were late.
'Ah I see the trouble has come to the future.' In a weary voice of Prof. Trelawney
'Of course we came to the future to cause trouble jeez what other reason why we could come to the future you stupid of old bat.' James answered back while rolling his eyes.
Nearly everyone started to laugh but Prof. Trelawney gave them a glare to shut them up. Every one went very quiet went back to there seats.
The rest of the day went without much hassle except for dung bombs going off in the halls and reminding everybody of who they thought were their newfound guests.
Fred turned to George. "I'm afraid my dear brother that people are starting to forget about us"
George had to agree. "Maybe we need a signature" he said turning to Fred.
MN: Taadaa! I finally finished going through this chapter! If anyone had any queries about my editing then email me or review (look up pebbles-sama on ff.net.
Classes and Confrontations
It was early one morning and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a mouse... well maybe only one mouse, and a wolf, and a dog ...and a stag. So it was safe to say that most people were asleep. It was also safe to say that they wouldn't be for long.
Remus Lupin reached for the bell, he figured since he was the good one the others would get the blame. He wasn't by nature a mean boy, just a curious one. And it just so happened that he shared a particular curiosity with his friends about what would happen if the whole castle just happened to be rudely awakened from their sleep.
What did happen was a lot of cursing, surprise, and, in Percy's case, an unexpected trip down the stairs.
The whole school started to arrive in the great hall going to there house table. When all the Gryffindors came down to breakfast they all wondered who set the alarm clock so bloody loud. Professor McGonagall guessed it was Fred and George Weasley. When in fact the twins who had innocently been planting strategic dung bombs around the castle at the time; were as confused as everybody else.
Professor Severous Snape was in a bad mood, but not as it turned out bad enough to skip breakfast. He looked at his seat suspiciously and back and four particularly innocent faces in the sea of students. He sat down... and let out a huge fart no thanks to the invisible whoopee cushion under him.
The sea of faces looked back calmly, then in a moment changed from amusement to full on laughter. Only four of them did not laugh, but if possible appeared even more innocent than before.
"POTTER, DETENTION!"
Harry looked confused.
Snape picked up on the young boy's confusion and adjusted his words before barking them again. "THE OTHER ONE"
James looked up calmly, almost as if he had dealt with this situation a hundred times before, then again, he probably had.
"Sir you can't punish us based on speculation" James congratulated himself on managing to sound intelligent.
Snapes eyes narrowed menacingly before he lowered his voice. "Well potter, how about that remedial potions instead, you haven't done too well in your lessons"
James remained unfazed. "Well sir if you think I require special treatment"
"Believe me you require very special treatment" Snape had no idea what would hit him next.
"Oh Servie dear, I didn't know you cared so much"
Professor McGonagall head of Gryffindor house and transfiguration teacher shook her head in disbelief before muttering something along the lines of 'I always knew he was different'.
Snape stared back in shock before raging on. "I merely commented on you lack of potions skills potter"
But the damage was already done and curious eyes followed Snape as he stalked out of the room. That year a record number of people had as they say 'come out of the closet' at Hogwarts.
Sirius looked a little pale but returned to his old self and turning to Remus; making a remark about James having issues.
Fred and George looked impressed. These guys had balls.
A hushed silence followed the Marauders down the corridor as that made their way to their first class. Potions. The term was certainly turning out to be more interesting that it was originally thought.
'We should sit down the front, so that it'll be easier to annoy Snivellus,' James suggested with a mischievous look in his eyes.
The look must have been contagious because seconds later Sirius had shared the same look.
As The Marauders went to sit at the front of the classroom, Snape entered the room with his trademark smirk, well, this time ti was different it looked more like a smirk and less like Snape had something unpleasant under his nose. Needless to say there was a mixed reaction from the class, only one section looked on with mild amusement while several Gryffindors looked uncomfortable (namely Neville Longbottom). This section was of course the front row, and, well Slytherins would always be Slytherins who in this case had an apprehensive glint of excitement in their eyes.
'Hey Professor Snivellus, what will be doing in this fabulous double lesson with you?' asked James with that annoying tone which clearly stated 'I'm- being-a-smartass-ha-ha-ha'.
'It will be Professor Snape to you, Mr Potter,' Snape replied, narrowing his eyes in feigned anger. Hey they weren't the only ones who could fake.
'Alrighty then ... Snivellus,' sighed James.
Snape was beginning to get irritated by this point.
'As I said it is Professor Snape to you and that will be 15 points from Gryffindor,' his smirk widened.
'Why can't we call you Snivellus for?' James said in a happy sort of way.
'That will be another 15 points from Gryffindor' Snape said again, his smirk beginning to drop.
Remus, being the group's conscience shoved his had over James mouth before he could make another smart-assed remark. His only failure was that he had two hands, both of which were being occupied with keeping James still. This of course left Sirius free and a free Sirius was not a good Sirius. Remus looked to Peter for help but received only an apologetic look in return.
"Hello Snivellous! Do you remember me?" It was more of a statement than a question, a statement made in a happy singsong voice.
'Who would forget someone like you and that would be another 10 points from Gryffindor' Snape replied
Sirius was about to say something else but Remus managed to control James with one had and clap his free hand over Sirius mouth. Although the task was proving difficult Remus congratulated himself on shutting them both up.
'That will be another 10 points from Gryffindor for interrupting the conversation, Mr Lupin' Snape snarled.
'Hey you can't do that Snivellus!' Remus was angry now, and he was the nice one.
Snape ignored this comment and started to teach the class.
'The potion that you will learn to make for the next 6 weeks will be the truth potion. You will try the potion on your friends and ask them a question'
Percy was stressing, those marauders were proving to be a handful. Although the young Lupin was slightly less of a troublemaker he went along with the others. They had to be stopped; Gryffindor had already lost 50 points because of them!
Prof. Snape walked around the class, when he came to Potter and Black's potions he smirked before hurling his abuse at them.
'You two can't even do potions correctly, you morons'
'Professor Snape I would like some help on a potion for a person.' Asked Sirius is a studious sort of way, Needless to say Snape was wary.
'What would that be Black?' asked Snape
'So I can poison someone.' Answered Sirius, his eyes radiating happy mischief.
'Who would that be Mr Black' asked Snape
'That would be you, Snivellus.' Sirius replied again in his joking voice.
'Why would you do something like that, because you are a murderer.'
'No I'm not I have not murdered anyone in my life, well until I make this potion and then I guess I will have a real reason to go to Azkaban.' Sirius was cool and calm on the outside but on the inside he was full of questions.
'Well I think that you will be quiet inclined that you will be in Azkaban, Mr Black.'
'I'm not afraid of the Dementors because I known that the Dementors won't affect me, Snivellus.'
Every one in class turned to look at Sirius with a new realisation and fear in their eyes. He'd just answered the question the papers had been asking for weeks. So that was how he escaped.
James and Sirius left potions laughing. They walked back up to the Great Hall with Peter and Remus. They said good-bye and started to head off to Divination. It took them about half an hour to finally reach the trap door. They were 25 minutes late, they went through the trap door and found a seat close by and Professor Trelawney didn't even notice that they were late.
'Ah I see the trouble has come to the future.' In a weary voice of Prof. Trelawney
'Of course we came to the future to cause trouble jeez what other reason why we could come to the future you stupid of old bat.' James answered back while rolling his eyes.
Nearly everyone started to laugh but Prof. Trelawney gave them a glare to shut them up. Every one went very quiet went back to there seats.
The rest of the day went without much hassle except for dung bombs going off in the halls and reminding everybody of who they thought were their newfound guests.
Fred turned to George. "I'm afraid my dear brother that people are starting to forget about us"
George had to agree. "Maybe we need a signature" he said turning to Fred.
MN: Taadaa! I finally finished going through this chapter! If anyone had any queries about my editing then email me or review (look up pebbles-sama on ff.net.