Kind of short. Here comes the fun!!! And custard. I finally got some yogurt, so I can stop being sober!!!

It was probably the spell mice Rose conjured up. Or the 'accidental' spill of wine from Belle's cup onto James' shirt.

At any rate, by noon, the all-out marauders war was common knowledge for half the student population but none of the teachers.

And, of course, in all irony, Remus did nothing to get involved, including stop it.

Rose had found some sort of new freedom by playing jokes on Sirius and James, and she and Belle went (subtly) wild with their plans.

At one point, James and Sirius struck back, but did it horribly.

They knew that Belle was terrified of mice, and that she was at the Gryffindor common room that night, so they had Peter come along with them.

Changing his form, he snuck up behind the red-blonde hair of Belle Levi who sat at the couch, her back to them.

Even as the little rat tried to get her attention by pulling at her hair, she didn't even flinch and, without turning, threw the rat back at the two.

Sirius caught Peter just in time, but they were baffled at the lack of effect of a rat.

When they walked up to the blonde-red head, they said, "You said you were afraid of rats before, right?"

To their surprise, though, she turned around, but wasn't Belle.

"Oh, hello. I'm okay with mice, but she isn't, I guess." Rose said, tossing her now red-blonde hair and pointing behind them.

Looking behind themselves, Sirius and James got greeted by an interesting surprise.

Needless to say, homemade magical goo takes 3 hours to remove.

I know. Man, that was hilarious. Every Gryffindor was there to see it!

You COULD offer some sympathy.

I'm broke on sympathy, but filthy rich on laughter. Come on, Padfoot.

You're mean.

And you are…? Anyway, it was fun. You had to get someone else clean you, right?

YES. It was hell. McGonagal forced Harper to clean me up while Levi cleaned up James.

I swear, I think her scowl was burning.

Yeah, she was red with anger.

It wasn't anger, Padfoot. Rose thought, blushing furiously. Her cleaning Sirius required him to take his shirt off, and… well… (A/N: LALA land!!!)

She had kept scowling to conceal the truth, but her hair STILL turned pink and so did her face.

She grinned to herself, when she noticed another message.

Hey! Earth to horsey, what are you eating?

No way am I falling for that. Not letting on who I am.

Awww…

Sirius could swear that Rose was the biggest weirdo he'd ever know. One moment, the ditz was laughing hysterically with a paper in her hand, spoon in her mouth, next thing, she saw him staring and gave him a spine-chilling glare.

He shivered and sighed, getting rid of a crick in his neck with a nod.

Rose got bored. And so she started on a list, once again.

Things about Sirius Black I notice

He whimpered when I glared at him. WHIMPERED!!! Cutely, I might add.

He doesn't realize that the one he loves is 1 ¾ meters in front of him.

He's got such a great body.

His bare skin is so smooth

I had to restrain myself from touching him too much

Off of the subject of his body, I think he's on to me.

He acts a lot like a dog.

Rose tucked the list into her magic containment folder and sighed. December was nearing, as was the special Christmas ball in honor of the appearance of the spirit that came upon Merlin's mother a long time ago.

(A/N: In case you don't know Merlin's story, nobody knew the existence of any man 'getting close' to his mom, but she got pregnant. She said she saw a spectre or spirit one time before his birth and they believed Merlin got his magic that way)

Rose wondered if it was even remotely possible for her to get a chance to go with Padfoot, but that would create complications.

Of course, if she came as Rose. But this was where being a metamorphmagus came in handy.

She doubted at first that this idea would bear fruit, and soon she scrapped it all together, but with full moon coming up, she had more things to think about.

The marauders were always oddly excited about full moon, where they'd huddle together and plot something away from earshot.

And this time, Rose was determined to find out what.

"Hey, what time will we go this time? How about a bit earlier than usual?" James said.

"That'd be okay." Sirius said dully.

"We won't plan anything this time?" Peter asked, twiddling his fingers nervously.

"Hardly. Hey, quiet. Harper's looking here." Sirius warned.

The four noticed Rose staring in their direction with an unreadable face, acting as though she wasn't looking at anything in particular.

"Oi, what're you staring at, Harper?" James called out.

To their surprise, she approached them calmly, and once out of everyone's earshot, said, "Just wondering whatever you do at the Whomping Willow and why I haven't even squealed it to a single person."

"Because it's none of your bloody business." Sirius said fiercely.

Rose sighed and said, "Careful where you leave your letters. Message from Mare, if you're wondering."

"You know Mare?" Sirius exclaimed in disbelief. But Rose didn't answer, only walked away as quickly as possible without being obvious she was.

The next morning started uneventful, but once again evolved.

For some reason, Belle's fetish for cream had started strong that day, and she already had 5 bowls in front of her, ready to be eaten.

"This is gonna be good." She said, grinning.

At once, James seized his chance, and blew some special Zonko's powder at her, making her sniffle.

"Ah-Aahh-" Belle started, trying to hold in the sneeze as James crept up behind her.

"-CHOO-" SPLAT It ended then with James pushing her head forward as she sneezed and getting her face covered with custard.

Laughter filled the Hufflepuff AND Gryffindor table, as Belle slowly picked up a bowl of cream and threw it at James' face, only for James to duck and Sirius get hit in the back of his head.

"Oi, Potter." James turned around to find Rose standing there, holding a bowl of custard in her hand.

In one swift movement, she jabbed him in the stomach with her elbow, making him double over and making his face land in the custard.

yawn "As fun as this is, I'm going to eat somewhere safe." Rose said, walking away.

"They're good." Peter sighed, as Remus nodded absentmindedly, spooning some cream.

Later on, James, Sirius and Belle were given detention. Rose should've been too, but since the detention was with McGonagal, she had private lessons instead of nothing.

"You do better with animals than people, unusually." Her house head stated.

"I noticed that. Is that normal?" Rose asked, changing into a cat, trying to do as McGonagal did.

"No." McGonagal replied simply, making Rose pout.

"But it IS useful. Now, can you try changing your height?" McGonagal said, and Rose closed her eyes to concentrate.

She must've grown at least two inches, but even that tired her out.

"Alright. Try again. We'll be doing this until you reach at least half a foot." McGonagal said sternly.

This is gonna be a LONG lesson. Rose thought agonizingly.

Sorry, it's short. I've been yogurt sober for two weeks. And I don't know how long 'til I update, I'm doing a zutara. If you want me to, then Review. My review space, I rented from sheep.