In the Tower
Chapter One: Planning
Summary: Sirius, Remus and Peter lock Lily and James in a tower over Christmas Break. They don't have anything right now, except a bit of food and the passion within themselves. And right now, they're just letting it out.
Disclaimer: Never have, never will.
Author's Note: This is probably clichéd and used a lot. I think I was just bored and having a bit of fun. Enjoy. This is in Remus' point of view, until the tower part. Then it's either Lily or James. I'll tell you when I get to that part.
Power corrupts. Absolute power is kind of neat. John Lehman
"You are a disgrace to Hogwarts as we know it!" Lily screamed at James, while all the Marauders stood around the quarreling pair, laughing. James, his hazel eyes streaming with tears of mirth; reached up to mess up more of his ebony mop on his head he called his hair. Closest to Lily was Sirius, a tall, dark and handsome kind with long straight black hair and light gray eyes. He could get any girl he laid eyes on.
Except, when begged by his best friend James, Lily Evans. The Marauders were still laughing at the rather derivative prank. Remus was standing closest to the stairs having fits full of silent laughter. Even thought he was seventeen, he had gray flecked through his straw colored hair.
Lastly, was small, scrawny Peter, a round boy with small watery eyes, not laughing but not fuming like Lily either. Lily shook her head, red locks of hair flying around her head, shaking out the eggs that were left inside it. "That was the stupidest prank you have ever pulled Potter! Come up with better ones! And I thought you were smart! You're supposed to be the smartest one here, since you are after all, Head Boy." She shouted at James, and then stomped off to the Head's dormitory. James stopped when she was out of hearing range and sighed.
"Padfoot," He said to Sirius.
"What Prongs?" He looked over at James, who looked sadly around and slumped down on the wall. He covered his face in his hands, and then hit the back of his head repeatedly on the wall.
"Prongs, it was just a joke, I'm sure she didn't mean anything she said." Remus said to James, but he shook his head in answer.
"But she doesn't know," Peter said quietly, than sat next to James and patted him on the back. "She doesn't know how much he stares at her during lessons, and in the halls. How he thinks about her every second of the day. How she is all he thinks, sleeps, and talks about. She just doesn't know."
Peter looked up at Sirius and Remus sadly. "We need to bring him to his little common room he shares with her, and let him sleep. He'll be thinking about her than anyway." Sirius nodded and Remus sighed, but nodded thoughtfully.
So they all lugged James up to his feet and walked over to the Head's Common Room. When they finally came to the statue of Horris the Horrible, the patted his nose and said, "Ferplin Findlay Flank," bringing him through the hole. After they checked to make sure that Lily wasn't going to come out of her room at any point in the near future, they lugged him to his room and sat down on his bed. When he was safely tucked into his bed and asleep, they snuck out of his room, looking at each other miserably as they heard him cry out for Lily in his sleep. They ran out of the Head's room, careful not to make any noise that might disturb the sleeping heads.
While walking back, Sirius said thoughtfully, "You know guys? I think that James really loves Lily." Remus had difficultly not rolling his eyes at this, and Peter just looked up at Sirius, then toward the stairs. "I'm serious guys!"
"You're not serious, you're Sirius," Remus and Peter chanted together dully.
He continued on as he had not heard them, "Now all we have to do is make Lily loves James back." He said this as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Remus snorted at this.
"You think we don't know that Padfoot? You think we don't know how much he aches for her, but has no idea how to get to her? You think we don't know?" He looked at Sirius and tried to make his face screw up into a glare, but instead he yet out a large yawn. The full moon was in two days.
"I think we should get them stuck together somehow. But the question is, HOW? And when, where, and how do we not let them apart? How do we manage to take their wands from them so they are stuck together for a while?"
Peter stopped suddenly making Sirius and Remus stumbled over him and fall. Remus looked disgruntled as he landed on a stair and hit his head on another one. Sirius however lost his footing completely and fell all the way back to the bottom of the staircase. Peter managed to capture his footing.
A muffled pounded sounded when they were back on their feet and making their way to the Common Room. They turned to each other and shrugged. "I didn't stuff any other kids in the broom closet today." Sirius said when Remus and Peter looked at him suspiciously. Remus wandered over to the broom closet door, where he promptly said, "Alohomora!" Frank Longbottom fell out of the closet, looking very angry.
He muttered a short thanks to Remus, who looked startled. An idea came into his head as he watched Frank walk away crisply.
"Guys," He whispered to, Sirius and Peter, who stumped over to get closer to him. "I have an idea!"
Sirius rolled his eyes. "Remus, Moony, buddy boy, you always have an idea." Remus resisted the temptation to snort at this comment, for it was indeed true. Remus came up with lots of the pranks for the Marauders. James and Sirius would never say he did though, and Remus liked it that way, for they got far more detentions for the pranks.
Peter piped in, "Well, Remus what is it? What's the big ole idea?" Remus looked at Peter with a bemused expression on his face.
"Broom Closet" He finally muttered. He looked at the others expectantly. They had no idea what he meant. Naturally, he thought, must I always explain it to them? They aren't that thick! C'mon!
"Broom Closet, of course it wouldn't be a broom closet because those would be easy to get out of. But, they have to be stuck together in a room somewhere, not stuck at the hip with glue," He looked a Sirius pointedly who flushed a small pink under his pale complexion. "We need them stuck in a small space, where they can't get out. Like a broom closet," Dawning comprehension appeared on Sirius' face, but Peter still looked bewildered.
"Maybe, we can get them in one of their rooms together." Remus nodded.
"Yeah, yeah maybe, but they won't-" He cut himself off as they saw Miranda, one of Lily's best friends go by giving them looks of the deepest loathing. Well no wonder, they were standing with dust and plaster on their robes, and were standing in the door way of the Broom Closet. Every few moments Sirius would look at the closet fondly. They let her pass out of hearing range before continuing in a hurried whisper "-Lily won't like it. James won't mind it at all. That's why we can't tell him. And they need to have their wands gone from them,"
He looked at Sirius, who was pointing at himself "I'll do it!" Sirius said excitedly.
Remus continued on, "And they need to be somewhere where only they can go, and they can only get food and drinks when they truly need it. Like the Room of Requirement, but not it. Because then they"
"Lily" Peter said hurriedly, and Remus bristled at the fact he was getting interrupted every few moments.
He continued on, barley containing a look of contempt directed at Peter, "can get out easily. No, they need a small place, with only food and water ever so often, and they won't be able to get to the rest of their necessities. But, where is it?" He asked both of them, who looked as perplexed as him.
Peter, finally catching on to what they were saying, looked as though he was going to explode with excitement.
Comprehension dawned on Sirius' face and he smacked his head on the palm of his right hand. "We are so stupid! Stupid, stupid! We can lock them in the tower off to the right of the portrait!"
He waved a hand vaguely in the direction of the Gryffindor Common Room, "And all we need to do, is plan it when they least expect it. I'm thinking we can make James sick for the night, slip a little something into his goblet. The Head's cannot patrol alone, so Remus, you'll volunteer to do the rounds with Lily. Then, she'll fall for the trap; she won't know what hit her."
He trailed off, lost in his thoughts. Remus nodded and scurried off, yelling to the others over his shoulder, "LIBRARY!" He then said in a more hushed whisper, "Curfew is in a few minutes, you might need to get to the Common Room!" He ran to the portrait of the Fat Lady and muttered, "Snacking Skivers," and dove into the Common Room head first. He landed on the carpeted floor with a loud whump that make everyone still in the common room look at him oddly. He flushed a tiny bit, stood and dusted himself off and set off at a brisk pace to the Boys Seventh Year's Dormitory.
He rustled around in his trunk until he found the Invisibility Cloak. James let him borrow a few days ago so he could get out on the grounds all right during the full moon.
"Bullocks," He said quietly to himself, and slipped it over him. He slunk out of the dorm and made his way carefully around all the students in the Common Room then sprinted out of the portrait to into the corridor. He only stopped when he saw Sirius and Peter rushing in his direction laughing madly, and he tore off the cloak long enough for Sirius to tell him that he set off some Dung bombs in the Broom Closet for Filch to get. When they ran off, Remus slipped the Cloak over his head. And not a second to soon, because Filch came ambling up the hall right in front of Remus and sniffed, searching for the smell.
Remus sprinted down the three staircases and five hallways, barley scraping past Professor Binns, when he turned down the corridor to the Library. He slowly creaked into the library, and set off to work on charms where you cannot open the doors unless the door recognizes the voice of the person who shut it. When he finally found it and managed to get it right, He had to say `Ferkenels!' more than twenty times he scrambled out of the room, with the book he had found with the charm inside it. He again skived only barley when he saw Flitwick barreling down the hall, which had a barrel in front of him that strangely smelt like rum and out of sight.
Subsequently he ran as fast as he could to the Fat Lady where he wheezed out, "Snacking Skivers," and fell into the Common Room. Luckily, no one was there that time. He then remembered that he had the cloak on, so of course no one would see him. He smirked at his own stupidity, and sat down in the closest chair to the fire. He sat there watching the flames dance in front of his eyes. After a long period of time, he walked slowly up the stairs and didn't stop until he reached his bed, where he fell, face first into his pillow.
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