CHAPTER 4

PLT 244

SIRIUS BLACK

Everyone always assumed that James was the only one who knew stuff about Lily, because he was the one who stalked her. What they didn't know was that James told me EVERYTHING he found out about her. I'm talking her favorite flower, color, gem stone, where exactly her freckles were and what foods made her nuts. This is where I started planning.

"Sirius, what the bloody hell are you doing?" James asked as he walked in.

"Huh?"

"Why do you have a…wait, what is that?" He asked, pointing.

"Oh, this?" I motioned to my get-prongs-and-lily-together-for-good-finallly-so-he-will-shut-up 244 (PLT 244).

"No, the pink motor bike the naked girl behind you is on."

"NAKED GIRL?" I spun around and saw nothing. In the time it had taken me to turn, James had snatched the PLT 244 from me.

"What IS this?" He asked, pulling on it. I had compiled my ingenious little invention from a lacy bra one of my many women had left, a stick, and gum balls.

"Your mom." I said, grabbing it and running away.

"Oi!" Prongs chased me but I jumped up onto my bed and started stripper dancing. We stared each other down for a moment and then burst out laughing. When he wasn't looking I shoved the PLT 244 under my bed and threw the cloak over it.

"I'm hungry" I complained, jumping onto James's back, "TAKE ME TO THE FOOOOD!"

James began to sprint and I screamed, clutching his head. We raced into the great hall and he bucked me off so that I landed on the table square in the treacle tart.

"Not bad." James commented, sampling a bit out of my hair. Remus looked up from his book, rolled his eyes and looked back down.

"Hey, I don't know what you are looking at Moony. Remember the time I blew up sausage on your face?" I asked innocently, "Good times, good times…"

"I disagree.." Remus frowned but I just grinned and sat up, shaking my tasty hair onto some (lovely) sixth year girls. Dinner continued much the same way as this with the only surprising thing being Peter's sudden outburst upon seeing a kitty. Rats will be rats I suppose, and anyways I have bigger deer to fry. Or should I think…STAGS? Plan PLT 244 begins at ten tonight. I rubbed my palms together and smiled evilly.

"What the hell Padfoot?" I just continued grinning and rubbing my palms.

IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO TAKE SO LOOONG!

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