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Sirius O. Black (chienderace) wrote in loremrpg,
@ 2011-03-17 03:42:00

Entry tags:

!incomplete, james potter, peter pettigrew, remus lupin, sirius black

Characters: The Marauders, bitches! Aka Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black, and James Potter.
Setting: 3rd Floor Charms Corridor, midnight--aka late Wednesday September 16/early Thursday September 17.
Content: SFW
Summary: The boys lay the groundwork for their latest prank.

There were lots of reasons Sirius liked doing pranks--the reactions afterward, the feeling of accomplishment, the challenge of inventing and modifying the proper spells, the risk of getting caught--but one of them was definitely the feeling of adrenaline he got as the four of them set a truly brilliant prank into motion. That adrenaline was definitely rushing through his veins now, and he had barely left the common room.

Remus was already at the Charms corridor, but the other three had to find their own way, ideally moving separately to avoid detection. Once upon a time, they could have just huddled underneath James' Cloak, but now they were really too big for that, even if Peter did turn into Wormtail and let someone carry him. The Cloak was designed for one person, and since it was James', he was using it. Peter had the Map. Sirius had his wits.

As far as he was concerned, he had gotten the best of their Marauding tools. Sirius had checked the Map before he had left, to know which corridors he ought to take special care to avoid, and then he had simply walked out, clear as day. In case there was a problem, he was going to be the decoy, too; he had made sure James knew how to perform the cloaking spell, should he be incapacitated and hauled off to bed by a Prefect, Professor, or other person of responsibility.

As it turned out, none of their limited contingency planning was necessary. Sirius, at least, made it to the corridor without incident (save hiding behind a trophy case on the sixth floor from a still-wet behind the ears set of fifth year Ravenclaw prefects who would have undoubtedly been thrilled to give him as much detention as they were authorized to give), and because he had neither Cloak nor Map to slow him down, he arrived first. Save Remus, of course. When Sirius rounded the corner, he tossed Remus a casual wave, mischievous prankster grin already set and unwavering. "Good evening, Mister Moony. How was prefect duty? Anything to report?"

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stagswagger
2011-03-19 07:43 am UTC (link)

James laughed along with Sirius when he mentioned how much they believed in punctuality. It didn't take any further explanation between the four of them to realize how complete and utter tripe that statement was. Bumping in to Sirius to throw off his cool twirling of the wand between his fingers, James smiled cockily prior to removing the paste from inside his robe. With his other hand he withdrew his wand to extract some paste from the vial. "This little beaut should do the trick. Remember back in third year when I had to go to the hospital wing to have Pomfrey unstick my hands? Meet the culprit, lads." James beamed down at the sticky goop, which bore a striking resemblance to puss. With that he made his way to the first of the knights to test the concoction out.

He didn't need to apply more than the size of a galleon to each of the knights feet. They were more than firmly planted. If, or rather we should say when, the given staff and faculty arrived on scene to clean up the mess, they'd find parts of the floor being uprooted along with the knights. Thanks to this little stunt there was a large possibility the decorations now surrounding them would be located in the exact same location years following their graduation. James shifted his eyes back to his fellow Marauders prior to gooping the first knight up, motioning with his hand holding the paste toward the knight. "Give it your best go to knock him over. Go on..."

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ex_cowardice128
2011-03-19 03:06 pm UTC (link)

Peter snickered along with the rest between gasps for air when Sirius joked about the Marauder's penchant for punctuality. Catching his breath always took him quite a while - he suspected that he might have an undiagnosed case of asthma. Still, he felt himself finally catching the pace for his oxygenic requirement and his heartbeat had considerably slowed and neared its normal rhythm. He wasn't on his own anymore, there was no longer any need for anxiety. He was with his friends now and, as long as he was with them, he was untouchable. Peter's worry-ridden expression gave way to one accommodating of a wide smile, now moreso excited about the prank than terrified of executing it. James began applying the concoction to the knight's feet and Peter had no doubt that it would work just as perfectly as James said it would. "That's brilliant, Prongs!" he said gleefully, rubbing his hands together both because of his excitement and because his hands were feeling especially chilly and clammy.

His smile barely faltered when James suggested that the group try to take down the knight. He, of course, was eager to please the group by following direction, but he also didn't want to bruise himself up on the suit of armor. Still, barely a hesitation could be noticed before Peter stepped up to the plate, still by far the first of the group to budge and spring to the opportunity. He approached the knight and shoved against it with his arms as hard as he could. The suit didn't budge, but Peter wasn't about to half ass his attempt. He knelt and shoved his shoulder hard against the knight's midsection, throwing all of his weight into it and wrapping his arms tightly around the knight's waist. His feet scrambled for purchase against the smooth flooring and, finding none, he was unable to put more pressure against the knight despite his red-faced efforts.

Realizing his defeat, his feet ceased scrambling and he stood, turning to face his friends, red-faced and grinning, "It's not moving, James, like you said!" He felt a thrill at his friend's triumph and couldn't wait to get the rest of the prank carried out.

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prefect_wolf
2011-03-19 04:06 pm UTC (link)

James held out the pus looking substance and Remus smiled with admiration. It was brilliant, simple and brilliant.

"Excellent, Prongs," he was quite glad for the fact that Peter stepped forward first to see if the statue could be moved. Remus would have been impressed with Peter's strength if he had managed to to move the statue, but it stuck firmly to the ground.

He took a few steps back marking a place where the anti-gravity charm would start. It would be a pretty long way to go, but he knew it was possible to make it happen without too much trouble.

"Okay, charm next and then cloaking?" he asked, his wand in his hand as he fidgeted a bit, wanting to see their reaction when it worked.

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stagswagger
2011-03-22 05:08 am UTC (link)

Taking care to cheer Peter on as he had a go at the suit of armour, James at one point offered his assistance by shoving against the upper torso of the knight while his smaller mate tackled the lower portion. When he saw Peter had straightened up again, he decided their best efforts were sufficient enough to show the paste was a sure-fire thing. "It dries up pretty quickly, Wormtail, so we'll have to get a move on. Careful not to get any on your hands." With a flick of his wand, James had the vial of paste following him as he led Peter throughout the designated strip of corridor. They worked to secure the final knight at their end before beginning on the hanging photos and other assorted wall decor. As they moseyed further down the hall to the end of the corridor where the other two knights were stashed, they repeated the process of gluing the feet down, making small talk about who they hoped to see tomorrow when the prank was unveiled. Personally James wouldn't mind with embarrassing Severus or maybe even Dolores Umbridge, but if he managed to sneak a peek at Lily's knickers in the process, it would have been an evening well spent. "Right, that should do it," he finally added, tapping his wand against the vial of paste to transfigure it in to a piece of paper. Once that was complete, James cast Incendio on the new piece of paper to be rid of the evidence and make the process of stashing the vial of paste less messy as a whole. The ashes left over from the paper mess would be swept away by house elves come morning anyway, providing the house elves could find a way to work around the anti-gravity field.

Reaching into the back pocket of his trousers, James retrieved the pages of his book from the restricted section. "Hold your hippogriffs for a second, Moony." He gave his sheets of paper a quick skim before handing them off to Peter. "Never mind. As you were. The sticking charm should probably come last." It seemed like a no-brainer, but James wasn't exactly always thinking with rationale. Every now and then it took him a second to consider the method behind their organization (or lack thereof in some cases).

James made his way back to Sirius and Remus, but he intentionally stopped within range of the future prank in order to be among the first to test it out in its early stages. "Let's have it, wolf boy!"

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prefect_wolf
2011-03-22 10:07 pm UTC (link)

Remus felt edgy and a bit fidgety as he watched Pete and James stick everything down in the corridor. Thankfully it would prevent anyone from getting seriously hurt, something Remus always tried to avoid in their pranks. He waited patiently as James skimmed the page but then gave him the go ahead.

"Glad you'll be trying it first, my head still hurts from getting stuck upside down in the Prefects' bathroom," Remus commented, smirking. "Broullum gratel." A sort of mist rippled down the hallway, making the air around them look thick and wavy, but soon it looked just as normal as before. He watched James anxiously and within a few moments his friend was hanging upside down from the ceiling.

"What d'ya think Prongs? Good enough?"

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stagswagger
2011-03-28 05:06 pm UTC (link)

"'Good enough?' Moony, you've really outdone yourself this time. It's fucking brilliant." James hopped along the ceiling, and at one point tried to cling to a nearby chandelier to help him float between the floor at the ceiling. It worked, however briefly, but to his pleasure was damn near impossible to do for an extended amount of time. James knew the aim was to keep people guessing, and if they weren't able to find a means to offset the little prank, then they'd be stuck walking through the corridor until they reached the part where the charm wore off and they'd fall to the ground. That was the plan anyway. They weren't so cruel as to simply nix the effects of the spell. It would be a gradual decline back to the floor. If the students didn't think ahead to flip around mid-air, however, they'd land on their heads. Needless to say, it would be a hilarious sight all around.

Walking closer to Remus and Sirius, James began the slow and steady descent, tucking his head when he was close to the ground in order to roll onto his back. Once he was back on the ground once more, he jumped up to his feet and dusted his trousers off. "Perfection. Padfoot, anything you'd like to add before we finish off the knights?"

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chienderace
2011-03-28 05:18 pm UTC (link)

For his part, Sirius had been mostly watching his mates do their thing. His part of the prank came later. Sirius had always had a good intuitive sense of magic, had always been able to feel it working in the air and only more so when he gained his Animagus form. He stood perfectly still, like a hound focused on a scent, as he observed the mist from Remus' charm and sensed rather than saw the magic weaving itself tightly into the space of the corridor, a slow grin growing on his face, for he could tell it was going to work even before James was turned upside down.

Of course, Sirius couldn't very well keep still for too long, especially not when James was having fun. The moment James landed, Sirius flashed him his trademark devilish grin. "Well I'd like to try it out first, of course. Can't let you have all the fun, now can I?" Without any more warning than that, Sirius leapt into the charmed part of the corridor and let himself float upwards, pretending to swim through the air as he went. He couldn't help but laugh as his hair stood on end and his vest and shirt, not tucked in, crept towards his armpits. "Wicked, Moony!" Sirius crowed, dashing along the ceiling and pushing off into a jump as he returned to the edge where he had started. Like James, he rolled rather than jumped feet-first back to the ground, because they had both learned how to fall from Quidditch.

Sirius was still grinning like a madman as he stood up and ran a hand through his hair, making sure it was back in place. "Wicked," he repeated, unnecessarily. "Go on, then, Prongs, Wormtail. Get your bit done so I can do mine and we can all go off and play innocent."

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