A History Of Mischief

[JAMES POTTER]

Summery: One Day after class, James is milling around the HoM Classroom.

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[JAMES POTTER]

James Charlus Potter stood just outside the History of Magic class room, back leaned against the wall near the door frame. The young man had half a mind to skip dinner and sneak off to the third floor passage and out to Hogsmeade... But then... Sirius wasn't around, James wasn't all that introverted enough to be able to enjoy a trip alone.

Classes were thankfully over for the day, Newts Year classes were even more tedious than O.W.L.s year classes had been... Not that that worried James too much. He was a genius after all. Flawless grades for the past several years had proved that he didn't need to be concerned. This years classes had become rather intense, but he had full confidences that he could keep up, and excel with little trouble... It wouldn't be hard.

James sighed and looked about, the halls were emptying, students hurrying off to the Great Hall for supper.

James looked at the door to the class room, and suddenly a nasty idea came to mind. What would happen if he put a ghost repelling charm on the black board?

Smiling at the sneaky idea, James leaned back, and crossed his arms over his chest, and waited calmly as the many students slowly filed out of the first floor corridor.

The week had been going painfully slow for the Head Boy so far. The other Marauders (especially Peter, for whom things were not going so very swimmingly.) had been busy with business of their own. Leaving James to his own devises for the most part... Which probably wasn't the best idea, given the young man's track record... his history of mischief...

[REMUS LUPIN]

(hope I didn't screw up. First time as Remus after all XD)

The school bell eventually broke his concentration. The seventh-year Gryffindor stopped writing and looked up from behind the large pile of books on the desk. Some other students in the library were gathering their belongings to leave for dinner. Remus Lupin propped his cheek on one hand with a sigh. Time sure was fast as a hippogriff. He had been working on an essay in the library since the end of his previous class and he was not anywhere near half-done yet.

Had there ever been any busier school year? Remus could not recall. In fifth year, the students only started to get busy one or two months since the start of school year. Now, it was only a week after the year started and yet he was feeling hard to keep up with the amount of homework given. Though, it was not the problem. He seldom turned his work in late, and he did not mind devoting all his time for studying. Remus was a hard-working boy. Some teachers even wondered how far he could get if he was not infected with Lycanthrophy.

The real problem was that he had no more time to think of anything else. He could not continue his habit of reading novels every night as often as he used to. And he could not hang out with his friends as much as he used to. Merlin blessed. They were in the same dorm room and studied almost the same classes. Otherwise, maybe he could not even see their faces. Speaking of the Maraulders, he had better hurry to the Great Hall if he wanted to meet up with them. Lupin left his seat, rolled up the paper and a few minutes later he was walking down the stairs with his school bag on one shoulder.

Setting foot on the first floor, it was a natural thing for him to observe his surrounding before proceeding. He blinked as he saw a familiar figure as he was stepping aside for a group of students that had just came out of the nearby classrooms. It put a delighted look on his face as he saw James Potter, his first and best friend since their first year. But then it slightly faded as he recognized the mischievous smile on James’ face. Usually, it appeared when he had an idea for a prank, or that kind of sort. The fact that he was still standing in the corridor only added more reason for him to think so. He knew he could not do anything to stop his friend from doing whatever he was going to do. Well, if the other boy was really up to something that was. He walked over, hoping he was wrong. Besides, he knew he should not be suspicious of his friend like that. James had never overdone a prank actually (could not say the same for Sirius though).

“Hey” He greeted with a soft smile, raising a hand. “Expecting extra classes from Binns?”