A/N Today, I got pushed around in my lovely car (A blue trolley), and attacked zombies (Random plants, trees, fences, air) with my lovely new shiny weapon (A burnt, and busted frying pan).
I had fun. :D
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"Remus, Remmy old buddy." James jumped on me. This really hurt, seeing as I'm scrawny, and he's a seeker.
And he eats a lot.
"Yes Prongs?" I asked, putting down my book.
"I have an idea." James grinned as he got off my back. How I managed to stay upright, I don't quite know. But luckily I did. "We dress up as girls, and go to the slumber party Lily's organising. "
"Let me get this straight. You want to dress up."
"Yes."
"As girls."
"Yes."
"And go to a slumber party."
"Again, yes."
"As girls."
"Is this going anywhere?"
"Hopefully not."
"Spoil sport" James huffed. "Please!"
"What are the magic words?" I love baiting him like this. Haha, its fun.
"Avada Kadavra?"
I scowled at James. "No, you great ponce. And you know it."
"Seriously? Do I really have to?"
"Yes."
"Fine. Please and thank you with chocolate on top?"
"Yes, but only if the others agree to it. And I mean all of them. Including Peter." Now I know for sure that we're not going to go through with this. Pater hates getting all dressed up. Dressing up as a girl would make him go ballistic.
"YES! Thank you Remus! Get your costume ready!"
"But you don't know what the other's are going to say yet!" Sadly, he had ran out of the room. So he either didn't hear me, or didn't want to hear me. Probably the last one, as he actually has pretty good hearing. Which is a bad thing. Trust me, it really is. Especially at night, when Peter, Sirius or I are sleeping... with pleasant dreams...
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So that's how we ended up inside the 5th year girls dormitory. All the beds were vanished to make more room (Much to James' chagrin) for all the girls, and the pillows that accompanied them. There were a total of 12 girls, including the four of us.
Vickie Turner, 6th year.
Elizabeth Frankard 'Lizza', 7th year
Alice Turner, 5th year
Michelle Prince, no one actually knows what year she's in. We're all too afraid to ask her.
Lily Evans, 5th
Emma Watson (A/N I'm running out of names, haha.), 4th year
Evana Lynch, 7th year
Elizabeth Swan, 6th year
And the four of us.
Sarah Madders, 4th year, Sirius
Patricia Madders, 4th year, Peter
Jemma Madders, 4th year, James
Romilda Madders, 4th year, me. Remus.
As you can see, we were muggle born. Quadruplets.
All was going pretty well. Jam- Sorry. Jemma stuck close to Lily. Surprisingly, she didn't find it creepy at all. Patricia was all shy. And squeaky. So he pretty much acted like himself. And Sarah. Well, best not mention what he was getting up to.
All was going pretty well. Till we played truth or dare, of course.
"Michelle. Truth or dare?" Sirius asked the scary girl. Very reluctantly, if he may add, but Michelle was the only person who hadn't been asked. And Sirius, ever the courteous gentlemen, took it upon himself to ask her.
"Truth." And she just kept looking straight ahead, which was out of a window. A dark, gloomy window. I shuddered and looked away. She was hella creepy.
"Okay. Have you ever kissed a boy?"
"No. But a girl, yes. My old nanny."
We all stared at the gloomy chick. We all thought she was asexual. Sirius just asked her that because he was running out of questions. Most of us slowly inched away, but Michelle didn't seem to notice.
"Romilda, truth or dare?" Michelle turned around and set her cold, icy gaze upon me. And I swear, it felt like something cold, like icy droplets, were dripping down my back, and I shuddered.
"Dare." Stupid Gryffindor bravery. Oh lord. Oh sweet niblets. I was an idiot. I mentally facepalmed myself. Dtupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupi-
"I dare you to kiss Lily."
I almost fainted. Me? Kiss Lily? Nuh-uh. No way. I mean, I'm gay! And James... Dear god. No way!
Speaking of James, he stood up to my rescue. Well, technically, he didn't stand up. He just sorta kneeled a tad higher. And I don't think this rescue was really for my benefit, or Lily's, for that matter. "I'll do it. Please, don't inflict the terror on this poor, young man. I, the brave James Potter, will courageously swoop in to save the day, by kissing Lily for him!" And now he stood up. With hus fist in the air, trying to look like a heroic hero. Which, as an effect of his current appearance, didn't quite work out.
And I literally facepalmed this time. The idiot.
Lily was the first to react. She got up and ignored the rest of us (Thank Merlin) and rounded on James, screeching like a harpy at him. "James Charlus Potter. How dare you sneak into here and pretend you're a girl. AND you dare bring your friends into this? You make me sick, Potter. SICK!"
And with that, Lily Marie Evans picked James Charlus Potter up by the ear, and threw him out of the 5th year girls dormitories. And then rounded on the three of us. Quickly, I got up and scampered out of her way, as did the others. And it was a big game of "Duck, duck, goose."
Which Lily won. After about five minutes, we were thrown out of the room much like James. Though luckily, she spared us the ear pulling.
"Hey, Remmy, mate. I've got a great idea. Much better than this o-"
"James, shut up."
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