Win a Date with a Marauder
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Again, it's short. I can't seem to write long chapters. Sorry. )=
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So here we go. I'll shut up. Next update by next Sunday.
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Eggs + Sirius' nose = an unpleasant image.
"Oi Moony, mind waking him up?" James asked, gesturing towards Sirius who had fallen asleep, face into scrambled eggs. "It looks like he's sniffing up the eggs through his nose."
Moony glanced over at Sirius, shaking his head slightly. "He needs to start going to bed earlier. No wonder all you two do is sleep in class. You know, there are other things you can do besides snogging girls all night."
Peter choked on his toast, and tried to stifle a giggle.
James smirked. "Yes Moony. We know there are plenty of things you can do with birds all night long which doesn't have to be snogging at all. Frankly, I'm ashamed at you. Encouraging such behaviour at school. I intend to save myself for marriage."
"You know I didn't mean it like that, James." Remus muttered, blushing. "And you're no saint. I hardly doubt you're going to wait until you're married."
James opened his mouth to argue and then shrugged.
Peter meanwhile, was poking Sirius with a banana. James grinned lazily, pulled out his wand, and pointed towards the glass of water in Remus' hand. It started to float. Moony glared at him. "I was drinking that."
James didn't reply. He continued to keep his eyes on the glass, as it floated over Wormtail's head, to hover over Sirius. He yawned slightly, before swishing his wand, and letting the water tip out of the glass.
Sirius woke up yelling, and dripping wet. "What the bloody hell was that for?!" He asked, glaring, though it was hard to see, since there was wet hair in his eyes.
James shrugged. "You still have to pick out my date. Just because yours and Moony's has been picked out, it doesn't, mean that you can slack off."
Sirius rolled his eyes. "Shut up, Prongs. We've already picked out your date. In fact," he paused as he looked around in his bag, before pulling out a crumpled sheet of parchment. "Here's her application."
James glanced at it, before grinning. "Can I see?"
"No." Moony said, not looking up. "It's against the rules."
"Aw, come on." James glanced from Sirius to Remus. Sirius. Obviously Sirius would be the easiest to bribe.
"I'll tell you who got picked for you Padfoot, if you hand that over right now."
Just as Remus reached up to grab the paper from Sirius, he crumbled it into a ball, and tossed it at James, who caught it and smirked at Remus. "And this is why you should play Quidditch more often."
He smoothened out the parchment before reading the name at the top. "Meg Andrews."
-x-
"Deanna you have to help me!"
An arm came out of nowhere and pulled Deanna behind what she had always assumed was a tapestry on a wall, but apparently covered a secret passage. "Lily?" The third year looked up at the Head Girl, motioning frantically for her to be quiet and pointing at the back of the tapestry as someone walked past them. Then Lily took her hand and led her deeper into the passage. "Lumos."
Deanna gave her a puzzled glance. "Is something wrong?"
"I need your help!"
"Okay… with what?"
"I heard the third years were making transfiguration potions. And I also heard that you were one of the best potion makers at Hogwarts."
Deanna blushed. Was the brilliant Head Girl, Lily Evans complimenting her? She shrugged modestly. "I suppose."
"I was wondering, is there any way you could bottle some of that potion and deliver it to me?"
"But why?"
Lily paused. When she'd first thought of asking Deanna for help, she hadn't actually stopped to consider the consequences. Obviously the third year would be curious. And why couldn't Lily make it herself? Well, for one, she had absolutely no free time. And second, dragon blood was needed for the potion, and the professor kept it locked up in his office, since it was so expensive.
Obviously Lily would never break and enter. And lastly, she didn't want any clues to lead back to her. She couldn't tell her friends the predicament she was in, because the marauders were sure to find out then. Mae, one of Lily's best friends was dating Remus. They weren't going to Hogsmeade together this weekend though, since James and Sirius had rejected her application and set Remus up with a loud and rather voluptuous Hufflepuff.
"If I tell you, will you promise on the ghost of Merlin you won't tell anyone?"
Deanna nodded excitedly. "Oh, I promise!" To think, Lily Evans taking her into her confidence.
"Meg Andrews is Potter's date for Hogsmeade." Lily's face was ashen.
"So?"
"I'm Meg Andrews!"
-x-
"Alright class. Instructions are on the board. Ingredients are in the supply cupboard. You may begin."
Deanna neatly set out her Potions textbook and all the equipment she needed, and walked towards the ingredients cupboard. "Essence of unicorn; no. Pixie dust; no. Polyjuice potion; no. Here we go." She quickly gathered the things she needed and hurried back to her desk.
By the end of the class, most cauldrons were emitting the nastiest smelling fumes. Most students had their hands clamped on their noses. The potions varied in colour. Although it was supposed to be a periwinkle blue, most of the potions were a murky brown, some blood red and one even bright yellow.
Slughorn stopped in front of Deanna's desk. "Now, this here is what the potion is supposed to look like." He levitated the cauldron. "If you don't mind, I'd like to keep all of yours to show the rest of my classes. Since it tends to evaporate with time, I think it would be best if the kept the whole lot. You don't mind, do you?"
Deanna hesitated before shaking her head. What was she supposed to do now? She hadn't gotten any for Lily! Just as class was about to end, she slipped back into the supply closet and pulled out the Polyjuice potion. It would have to do. She wouldn't tell Lily though. She didn't want to upset her.
Later on that day, Deanna slipped some of her older sister's hair into the potion before putting it into a flask. Lily would look exactly like Michelle.
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