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The Marauders Map

By Rumours4

Chapter 2

"George! What is this I hear about you losing us 20 points, BEFORE you were even sorted!" Screamed a somewhat angry prefect.

"Hey! I did it as well." Shouted back Fred.

"That's even worse!" Percy yelled back.

"No it's not. I don't think anyone's ever done that before." Said George, proudly. They were in the Gryffindor common room, and Percy Weasley had just found out about the points.

"Why did you two start jumping?"

"My god Perce, you sound like McGonagall"

"I should hope that I do." Was the reply, then Percy stalked off.

"Blimey Fred. He seems really pissed off."

"I know."

"Fred. George. Professor McGonagall told me to give this to you." Puff Lee, running up.

"Detention on Saturday." Said Fred, shacking his head.

============SATURDAY============

BANG!

"Wait here, boys." Argus Filch, the caretaker, rasped.

"Ok."

Filch limped off to where the noise came from.

"Hey Fred, I spy with my little eye something that might have something useful in it."

"The filing cabinet?"

"Yes." Said George, diving at the cabinet while Fred ran to keep watch.

Inside there was:

66 files on Hogwarts worst students,

189 dung bombs,

14253 dead rats,

and a piece of parchment.

Grabbing the parchment, George ran back to his seat just as Fred said "Filch!"

"Trophy room needs cleaning. Go, now." And with that the boys ran.

================LATER ON================

"Let's see what's on the parchment." Said George, as he slipped it out of his pocket.

"Ok."

The parchment was blank.

"Well that was a waste. Why did you grab that? I saw the dung bombs."

"Because why would Filch have it unless there was something special about it."

"Good reasoning, it'll go great on McGonagall." Just then Fred picked up a book:

Transfiguration for Learners By D.U.R.

Pointing his wand at the parchment, he started to say the spell but George saw him with the book and said, "Oh god no. It can't be. No, no, no. homework?" saying the last word like it was poison.

"George, its not what it looks like. I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."

"I don't beli- what's happened to the parchment." For where the wand was touching the parchment black lines had begun to spread all over it.

"Look," said Fred. "Words

Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs

Purveyors of aids to magical mischief-makers

Are proud to present the

Marauders Map

And underneath is a map."

"It's of Hogwarts."

"Hey. Look. Everyone's on it."

"How do we get rid of the map?"

"Don't know. Let's pull a prank."

================MIDNIGHT================

"Done." Said Fred.

"And mischief managed."

"Hey where's the map gone?"

"I don't know. I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."

"Pass us the map. Mischief Managed. There that's how to get rid of the map."

"Now we had better get to bed."

"Potions tomorrow."

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