Past Long Forgotten
Chapter 5 - Preparing for Dress Ups
Written 2002-2003, with Hids
Love had been striking everyone, it seems, at Hogwarts. I see even the gamekeeper grinning as he works, perhaps thinking of a dance he once danced at a ball. I can't walk down a corridor without being tripped, either. Many girls think it an injustice that James asked me. I don't mind though - Sirius always has enough jokes to cover it.
Although, I should recount about what happened when I fell out on Sirius, or should I say, Padfoot?
Lily was speechless for a moment then regained her voice. All she could gasp out was, "Animagus!"
Sirius grinned sheepishly and shrugged, his eyes innocent. "Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not."
"Sirius!" James bit out, warningly. "I only just forgave you."
The prankster leant back in his crouch, grinning disarmingly before nodding wisely over to Lily, who was still frozen in her fallen position.
"He's a stag, you know." He gestured to a annoyed James. "Really cute. Peter's the rat. Hehe - rat."
Lily opened and closed her mouth a few times. Finally she sat up straight and rubbed her elbows, which she'd come down hard on. She winked at Sirius then walked over to James who was sitting in a kind of stupor.
"Ease up on him," she suggested lightly. "He's the one who doesn't have a date."
James' eyes were unreadable, but he laughed. "Not that anyone hasn't tried to be that date."
"I wish not for anyone, nor living, nor dead, to disturb my masterpiece, good sire," said Padfoot in serious Shakespeare tones, "for it is a work of art."
Lily and James traded worried glances. Whatever Sirius deemed a masterpiece was bound to be bad.
"My masterpiece, gentle lady," continued he straight-faced, "is the wondrous embarrassing of a certain werewolf and his star crossed partner - the blonde of Ravenclaw."
Just then in burst Remus, who was out of breath. His hair was standing on end and beads of sweat lines his forehead. He collapsed into a chair. "You've got to save me! She's been chasing me ragged across the school. Shamari Witherspoon is stalking me." Then he added, not so frightened, but softly, "Did you not notice, James and Sirius, that the dance is on the night of the full moon?"
The first to speak was Sirius, who offered little help. "Cool. She's chasing you. Don't worry about the moon, Remmy! Go for the girl, not every day do you get a valley girl, who is popular by the way."
James and Lily again traded worried glances. Sirius was not the best person for advice.
Sirius spent the days until now planning pranks. Now he has gone quiet, choosing to do work instead. One suddenly gets worried by this hasty change of action; no one knows what goes on inside Sirius Black's head. I'm not sure Remus should go to the ball - things could go disastrous. What if he bites the blonde? I heard that Dumbledore gave Remus a strict lecture. I don't think Sirius' prodding's have helped.
Dear God, I hope that Shamari will be all right.
Sirius, Remus, Peter and even James will not heed my or Dumbledore's warnings.
"Tension lies so thick on the air, I think I might eat it," Sirius said dreamily, bounding down the corridors with a huge grin on his face.
Remus sniffed a moment, then shrugged. "I don't think so."
Sirius raised his wand and flicked it over at a poor unsuspecting student, saying under his breath, "Claudare!"
The student immediately went limp and fell face flat to the floor.
"You're wicked, Padfoot," Remus told him seriously. "Got any more mead?"
Sirius thought for a moment then his face cracked into an evil grin, his teeth looking very much like fangs. Winking over at the struggling victim, he said in a very low voice, "It's for spiking the punch. And that's not all I plan to do...I'm going to play me some love matching."
Remus groaned, rolling his eyes. "What are you calling yourself? The Love Doctor?"
"Hm, good idea, Moony. Cheers mate!" Sirius yelled hitting his glass against Remus'.
The Gryffindor six years stared at McGonagall in horror as she declared their fate for the ball. Several dress ideas went out the window - it was a fancy dress dance, she told them sternly, her dull brown hair flashing grey highlights. According to Sirius, she had the makings to be a cow and bitch if she went any greyer. Peter at the time had then asked if it was possible to be a cow and a dog at the same time. Sirius had retorted, saying that McGonagall was a perfect example of that.
"Think creatively," she suggested firmly. "There will be prizes on the night for the best costumes. A Hogsmeade trip has been arranged before that time."
For a new teacher, she'd learnt to control the rowdy common room without saying so much a word. The Gryffindors had driven out the previous Head of House with several Dung Bombs and itchy powder applied to innocent under garments. It was never proven if James Potter and his gang were behind it.
The professor surveyed them through her glossy glasses with suspicion before biding them goodnight and striding out the portrait hole, offering a few curt words for the Fat Lady. When she had gone, the common room exploded with outrage. A few first years poked their heads shyly out of doors before vanishing from sight.
"Bloody outrageous!" declared Ben Chang crossly.
For once, he and the Marauders had something to agree on. Usually Sirius pranked him blind, then set him up with a girlfriend in the same moment. Ben had gone through about five, to count, but still Padfoot declared himself a love matcher.
Only James had anything good to say about it. "Perfect opportunity to turn Snape's hair yellow and not be noticed."
Unaccustomed to his best friend suggesting pranks, Sirius just stared at him, his jaw sagging.
"What?" demanded James, but not without a smile.
Peter was sitting by the fire, dejectedly. He still hadn't being asked out. Sirius looked over at him and grinned in such a way you'd wish you were running down the Green Mile as fast as you could. Sirius then proceeded to walk over to Peter.
"I thought I was his target?" Remus muttered.
A Few Days Later - Hogsmeade
Sirius had found from somewhere bunny ears and perched them on his head, strutting up and down in front of his friends.
"Grow up," James advised him. "And besides - they're only bunny ears."
To Remus' - and Lily's - annoyance, the valley girl, Shamari Witherspoon had insisted she come with them to coordinate her costume with her date's. She began dragging everyone into every shop but the ones they wanted, saying excitedly, "This is going to be cool, isn't it guys? Ooh - maybe we can all dress up together as a theme!"
Remus shot his friends a "help me" look before being hauled over to a rack of fairy costumes. He looked faintly green. Peter mused thoughtfully, "Whatever possessed him to say yes to her?"
"They study together sometimes," Sirius pointed out, evilly. "Maybe they have a howling good time reading."
Lily threw a leprechaun hat at him. "That was terrible joke and you know it! I'll spike the punch before I let you ruin Remus' date!"
"Are you serious?" Peter wanted to know.
Sirius opened his mouth, but James stepped on his foot. "Don't you dare say it!"
"Ooh, how about this?" squealed Shamari, brandishing an evening gown which looked very much like it was from the nineteenth century. She dropped the dress, all forgotten as she shouted out, "Oh my God, Remmy, look at that gorgeous ring!"
Remus groaned and said under his breath, "Kill me now."
She then went on to admire a tray of rings that matched well with the dress she had discarded. Luckily, she didn't hear Sirius saying from nearby, "Too many American sitcoms."
"I thought you didn't know anything Muggle," James accused.
Sirius laughed. "Yeah well...I might have watched a couple, there was this one show though. All the women had fake boobs were parading in skimpy swimsuits," he added with a grin.
"I do believe you have experienced the finest that Muggle culture had to offer." Lily giggled at him innocently.
Shamari now threw several dresses into a small changing room and told Remus in a giggly sort of voice that she'd be out in a minute. Taking this chance to come clean with her and put her in her place, he jumped in also. Sirius looked over with interest, and then grinned his wicked grin.
In the cubicle, Remus said bluntly, "Look, cut with the childish behaviour. You aren't really like this are you? Good God, Shamari! You're creeping the others out."
"What do you, like, mean?" Shamari asked innocently.
Remus exploded, "Quit acting like a valley girl reject! I said yes to you not because you try to be cool all the time, but because you're an intelligent person, and you're not as dull as the others."
Shamari looked at him for a moment, her eyes questioning. Slowly, she smiled and said quietly, "Then I am glad you accept the part that no one else sees."
She leant forward and gently kissed him on the lips. Remus stared at her as she pulled back, blank with incomprehension.
"Oh, that was good," he admitted.
They kissed again, and this time Remus wrapped his arms around her waist. Shamari pulled away and gazed up intensely into his eyes. She barely had the time to do so as he kissed her again dipping down just slightly.
Suddenly, the curtains sprang apart and there stood Sirius, innocently half-closing his eyes. Remus and Shamari went red with embarrassment and quickly retreated to different sides of the room. Outside, Lily was giggling like a little schoolgirl, James was smirking like mad and Peter was barely suppressing his laughter - badly. Remus dared a look up onto Sirius' face and saw the prankster laughing his head off.
Remus, flushed up and down his neck, carried the nineteenth century dress and accompanying suit over to the counter, managing, "We'll take these."