InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Why am I always Lois Lane?"

James Potter is an arrogant toerag (prongsed) wrote in the_recruitment,
@ 2012-03-27 22:37:00

Entry tags:

! 03/1977, ! thread, char: james potter, char: peter pettigrew, char: remus lupin, char: sirius black

Who: The Marauders + the affected populace [aka all students]
What: James's birthday prank!
Where: All over Hogwarts!
When: Sunset, 27^th March
Status: Incomplete
Rating: PG-ish

Oh, how maliciously wonderful this prank would be. James had been preparing it for weeks, all in celebration of his 17^th birthday. This was A. Big. Deal. As he stood on the ground floor, just around the corner of the Great Hall with invisibility cloak in hand, he palmed the stone in his trouser pocket, itching to let the others know that it was time. He'd cast the Protean charm on inconspicuous stones to keep the other Marauders in the loop. When they felt their individual stones warming up, they would know that it was time to cast their part of the charm from their locations.

A slow grin spread on his face at the thought of how everyone would look, and how some of them would smell, before the day was out. The charm would last for exactly twenty-four hours, from sunset that evening until sunset the next, resulting in Gryffindor-coloured students and dung-scented Slytherins, just for good measure. It wasn't subtle in the least, and while he knew that he'd probably rack up a month's worth of detentions, it was worth the risk to pull off their most brilliant prank yet. That would teach those Slytherin gits to get cocky about their win on the Pitch.

Soon as he heard the first tell-tale signs of students coming down for dinner, James threw the cloak over himself and stepped out from an alcove just beside the Great Hall, aiming his wand out and towards the centre of the staircase leading deeper into the castle. His hand rubbed the stone the set number of times until he felt it heat up between his fingers, signalling his mates that it was time.

(Post a new comment)

__wormy
2012-03-28 09:26 pm UTC (link)

Peter was nervous.

He was positioned in the Dungeon's, having selected this over some other choice. There was no special reason that had led him here, simply the desire to keep Sirius away.

Ever since the incident in one of the old classrooms, he had felt nervous, even border lining on sick, when his mate just went past this place, as if the lure of what had been done would suddenly resurface.

It was silly, however he could not just dismiss it and so he found himself in the dungeons, where James had needed him to be for this spell to be a success.

Just to cast his part, Peter had practiced for days until he had gotten the knack of it, which let him feel the slightest reassurance as he raised his wand, the stone warming in his pocket, signalling the start of the prank.

Murmuring the spell underneath his breath, Peter cast the spell.

(Reply to this) (Thread)

_withoutacause
2012-03-28 11:20 pm UTC (link)

Sirius was practically giddy with glee. This was what he had been missing, Pranks! The Marauders, all together, pulling something huge and wonderful and just a little mean. There hadn't been enough of this lately.

He was in his element, rushing around cooridors, charming every suit of armour and statue he found to sing the Gryffindor fight song. He sang along quietly as he worked, ducking into shadows and alcoves as students wandered by.

"Fight fiercely, Gryffindor! Fight, fight, fight! Impress them with our prowess, do. Oh, fellows, do not let the Crimson down;, Be of stout heart, and true. Fight for Gryffindor's glorious name! Won't it be peachy if we Win the game? Oh goody! Let's try not to injure them, But fight! Fight! Fight!"

He finally ended up at the Fat Lady, who was in integral part of this game. He smiled winningly at her, and she gave him her best dissaproving stare.

"Are you really sure this is necessary?"

Sirius nidded, grinning from ear to ear, and the Fat Lady sighed.

"Oh very well, I shall convinced the other portals to change all passwords to 'Gryffindor is bloody ace, and you're all a bunch of stinky toilet heads.' Though I do wish you would come up with something slightly less vulgar."

Sirius shook his head.

"If you want that painting of the oak matured mead the password has to be exactly what I told you. Capiche?"

She nodded, looking hard done by, before slipping out of her painting. Sirius glanced around the hallway, sure everything was quiet, before dashing down to the Great Hall to find the others and enjoy the fun.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thewolfen
2012-03-30 04:03 am UTC (link)

Remus was stationed up near the Astronomy tower. He wasn't exactly proud of what they were doing, but he had to admit that there was a sense of brilliance behind it. Not to mention it was for James' birthday, so there was no way he was going to skip out on it. They were the Marauders, after all. He would've liked to have been stationed closer to the others, if only to help keep them out of trouble. Hopefully this would all go according to plan, though.

He felt the stone grow warm in his palm and knew that meant that James was signifying it was time to go. Remus looked around, to see if anyone was nearby. Still alone, he pulled out his wand and cast the charm James had indicated they needed to use in order to carry out the prank. Once it was done, he tucked his wand away and started to make his way back to the Great Hall to meet up with the others and await to see what sort of ruckus would arise as a result of their brilliance.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

prongsed
2012-04-02 12:06 am UTC (link)

Everyone was bloody brilliantly coloured, if he said so himself. The students that were starting to head down for dinner started screaming and stuttering about the new shade that their skin and robes took on, a few laughing knowingly at who would've pulled this off, yet most looked indignant. Loud chattering was coming from the Great Hall, too, where Professors were noting the colour changes and were trying to contain some of the students' reactions.

Everything overall was going smashingly. James snuck off with his cloak still firmly in place, muffling his laughter as best as he could with a tight hand to his mouth. He felt dizzy with the withheld laughter, forcing his back into a wall and bursting out with sniggers as soon as he looked down and saw his own amazing shade of burgundy and gold. If he were to look in a mirror, his burgundy and gold striped face would look back at him through twinkling eyes. Even his specs had been tinged in the colours. Bloody brilliant!

As soon as he came upon the Fat Lady with his cloaked tucked protectively beneath his arm, he grinned at her as she shook her head, giving her the password that they'd agreed upon. She cradled a conspicuous looking barrel to her side as she swung open. James burst through to the common room and let himself really laugh out loud, rolling on the floor as he tried to suck in big, gulping breaths.

This had to be the best birthday EVER.

(Reply to this) (Parent)