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The five marauders

Chapter 11

When the bell rang, I rushed out of the classroom with the speed of light, and soon found myself and peeves putting permanent sticking charm (Which I found in a fifth-year's charms book) on the Slytherin bench, while James, Sirius, Remus and Peter were causing havoc in the corridors, making sure that the teachers, who were trying to calm the students down, didn't catch us.

News travels quickly around Hogwarts, so during lunch, everyone knew of the scene the five of us caused in transfiguration. Many students even came to congratulate us.

"Stop staring at them, they're going to suspect something," I whispered to Peter, who was staring at the Slytherins.

The five of us sat on the same side of the table, facing the Slytherin table, so we saw who our first victim would be.

It was only a few minutes into lunch. I already ate (I don't eat much, hence my light weight), and I was currently writing a letter to my parents.

Dear mum and dad,

I promised you I'd write you a letter as soon as possible to tell you everything, so here it is.

Yesterday on the train I met up with James and Sirius, and made friends with two boys called Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.

Half way through the journey, I bought one of those 3 ½ litre cups of coffee, and, well… You know how I am after coffee. Sirius ended up gagging me and carrying me all the way to the black lake!

I also made friends with the girls in my dormitory: Alice, Mary, Leila and, best of all, Lily. She's an amazing girl, and she said she already considers me one of her closest friends, and vice versa.

Guess what! I managed to make friends with PEEVES! I also already got my first detentions! One this morning for yelling at a teacher, and another for asking peeves to destroy the transfiguration classroom, so me and my friends could sneak into the class without being noticed (We were late). Both of the detentions were from Prof. McGonagall. Oh yeah! I forgot to say, I got sorted into Gryffindor! By the way, is it common for the sorting hat to laugh? Because it kept on laughing when it was sorting me.

I also forgot to tell you, I've taken the grand piano. I played and sang Imagine to the girls in my dormitory, and it turned out the whole Gryffindor tower heard… I was quite embarrassed, but happy, since I've always loved singing and being the centre of attention.

The boys say hello.

Write back soon.

From Jamie x

"You know what I think?" I asked, after finishing the letter.

"What?" My four friends asked.

"We should have a name," I said, "After all, we're soon going to be known all over the school after this prank".

"True," They agreed.

"Any ideas?" Remus questioned.

"How about… Pranksters?" Peter asked.

"BORING!" Me and Sirius yawned.

"J-S-P-R-J?" Sirius proposed.

"SUCKS!" Me and James yelled.

Two minutes and many terrible names later…

At the Slytherin table, five first year boys stood up (These including Avery, Mulciber and Snape), or tried to. They stood up, but the spell, pulled them right back, making a loud crash. The whole Great Hall turned to the five boys, while us, The Marauders, laughed quickly, before managing straight faces, and sitting with our hands folded on the table (just like in Transfiguration).

They tried to stand up again, yet the same thing happened, and when one of the Slytherin students tried to get up to help them, the same thing happened to him. Soon enough, all Slytherins realised they were glued to the benches. One guy stood up really forcefully, and managed to rip half of his trousers off, and was now flashing the Great Hall with his green boxers, but he was free. He blushed madly and ran out to the dungeons.

The whole Great Hall (apart from the Slytherins and teachers, although Professor Dumbledore seemed quite amused at the scene) then exploded in laughter. Everyone was laughing for about two full minutes, and suddenly, some of the heads turned to us.

We were still sitting, innocently, with our hands folded, but this time with identical grins.

Silence…

More silence…

Everyone was silent and staring at us…

"Was it you?" A Gryffindor third-year finally asked.

We looked at each other, then back to the girl and nodded simultaneously.

"You're such bloody marauders!" A young, Slytherin girl yelled.

"Marauders," Sirius, James, Remus and I chorused, While Peter asked, "What are marauders?"

"A marauder (plural marauders) is a bandit, outlaw, raider or such like who moves about in roving fashion looking for plunder," Remus quickly explained.

The five of us then looked at each other and yelled, "MARAUDERS!" High-fiving each other.

We looked up again, to see everyone staring, and the Slytherins smirking at something behind us.

We turned around to see an angry looking Professor McGonagall.

"Hello Professor," Sirius greeted.

"How are you this fine day?" I asked.

"All. Five. My. Office. NOW!" She shrieked.

"Never. In my many years of teaching have I come upon such a mischievous group of BABOONS!" McGonagall yelled, five minutes later in her office, "You five have only just started school, yet you already are the biggest troublemakers this school has had in a long period of time!

"That is two detentions, three in Mr Black and Potter's and Ms Whites case. You five are a disgrace to Gryffindor! Who would ever think that such troublemakers would be put into Gryffindor!"

"Sorry to interrupt, but I read that Godric Gryffindor was a troublemaker himself when he was young," I interrupted.

"You deserve more then just three detentions. It's going to be month's worth of detention, for all of you," She continued, choosing to ignore my comment, "And twenty points from Gryffindor each!"

"But that's one hundred points!" We protested.

"You better do your best to earn those back then!" McGonagall roared, "Now go back and finish your lunch."

We hurried out quickly, so we didn't see the smile McGonagall managed when we left. It was only years later that I found out that straight after we left, she said, "These five are what Hogwarts really needs."

When we walked back into the Great Hall, we were met by a big round of applause from the Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor tables. There were three teachers, Professor Flitwick (Charms teacher), Professor Slughorn (Potions) and Professor Brooke (Named by mu un-official beta!) (DADA), running around the Slytherin table, casting different charms, and using different potions to try and un-stick the Slytherins. What they didn't know, was that I put a time limit spell (Which I found in a charms book I stole from a seventh-year), so no matter what spell they cast, the Slytherins will be stuck in their places for at least another hour.

When the students started clapping, the three professors looked at us, and made their way towards us. As soon as they reached us, professor Flitwick, a tiny wizard who reached up to my chin, to our surprise, started praising us for such amazing charm work, while Professor Slughorn seemed to be a bit enraged about humiliating his house so badly. Professor Brooke, on the other hand, was obviously, highly amused.

Professor Brooke was the newest addition to Hogwarts staff. She was a tall, beautiful, young woman. She was, actually, very young for a teacher (20 years old) and was employed as a DADA teacher, plainly because Dumbledore couldn't find anyone else. Not that she wasn't a good teacher! I heard from the older students (I couldn't judge myself yet, since I have not yet had a lesson with her), that she is, in fact, an amazing teacher. My brothers used to be friends with her, until she graduated Hogwarts a year before them, so I know quite a bit about her, and I've met her before. For example, I knew that she always wanted to be a teacher, and that she feels old when people call her Professor Brooke, so she asks her students to just call her Ivy (Named after the same Ivy who wrote the previous chapter) during lesson time. She flashed me a smile, and went back to listening to professor Flitwick rattle on.

"-even some of my NEWT level students can't perform such a successful time limit charm! The same with the permanent sticking charm! Who cast those anyway?"

Everyone looked at me, as I raised my hand, proudly.

"Well, Miss White. I think such advanced charms cast by a first-year deserve some kind of award. I think twenty points should do. Ten for the sticking charm, and ten for time limit charm," He said, before walking off, followed by Ivy.

"Might I ask, till when will my house be stuck in here?" Professor Slughorn asked, with the slightest trace of amusement in his voice. His rage was now over.

I smirked at him, "I cast it for an hour and half, but I've never used such an advanced charm before, so I'm not 100% positive about the effects".

He nodded, turned and walked off to the staff table.

I then turned to the boys, "Well I've earned my twenty points. You turns."

We then turned to the four tables again, joined hands, raised them above our heads, and bowed. The Hall exploded in cheers and applause again, while the Slytherins sneered, booed and swore.

Ever since that incident, we've became known all over the school, much to our pleasure, as Marauders.