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Mischief Managed by Phoenix_Rayne
Chapter 8 : Chapter Eight
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Chapter 8

Rayne's POV

Commotion. Chaos. Hectic. Have to get to the station in time. Half naked man parade. Confusion. What the hell?

We're rushing to get out the door, because we have to drive, because flooing could be dangerous, because of  The Noseless One. (Voldemort, just so you know.)

I heard Mrs. P shout something incoherent, and then a loud bang. I assume James knocked something over. Idiot.

I looked over at Lily, who had come over neat and organized and packed and was now asleep on my bed. (Insert evile smile. Yes, EVILE. That's how you phonetically say it my way. When I choose to say it like that.) I crept silently over to Lily. Softly taking her hand, I asked, "Lily? Is there something you need to tell me? Something you've been afraid to say to anyone?" You can get Lily to admit anything when she's asleep. It's like when someone is mostly senile, and then all the sudden they're lucid.


She mumbled incoherently, so I asked again. "Lily?"


"Potter is cute. He's all tan and warm and pretty and cute and funny and silly and he has nice arms."

I am a master translated at Lily sleep speak. It actually sounded like, "Pee es cu hesal tnwar prettan cu an foo an see a hiss niceerms."

I'm sure everyone can sense my prodigy-ness. A plan started to form in my head. To exact my revenge on Sirius, and putoutedness on Lily and James, I'm going to get them in trouble. And Remus will get thrown in. Guilty by association is still guilty.




Lily jolted awake, a small shriek escaping her. I grinned at her disheveled appearance. "Hey there, sunshine!"


"Butt nugget." was all she said back.


Grace was asleep next to Lily. She had somehow stayed asleep through that, crazy child.

I sighed mournfully at the thought of missing 3 months of my siblings' lives. Yes, I was at school before, but I am the caretaker now, and they both grow so quickly.. I'll have to write at least once a week. Maybe twice. And I'll need pictures constantly. This is ridiculous. Why can't they just come with me? Ugh! I don't want to leave my babies behind!


"They'll be fine. You'll see them at Christmas, and you can apparate to see them on weekends." Lily said, reading my dismayed expression.

"Thanks, Lils. You always know what to say."


"Are you ready to go?" Mrs. Potter called up to us.


I silently picked up Grace as Lily looked around the room for anything we might've missed.

"Did we get everything?" I asked her.

"There's a spare piece of parchment on your nightstand, but you have plenty of that already. Let's go."


I stopped in my tracks. Quickly thinking of an excuse, I said, "I'm going to have Grace use the loo before we go. It's a good thing for her to get into the habit of doing."

Lily looked at me for a moment, and then nodded. "See you in the car." she said.

I did put Grace in the loo, but I also quickly grabbed the "parchment". The boys would have MURDERED me if I had forgotten the map.

"Mummy!" I heard from the bathroom.

"Coming, pumpkin!" I stuffed the map into my pocket and went to fetch Grace.

9 3/4

Lily's POV

"This is our last time getting on the train to Hogwarts as students starting a new year, you realize this, right?" Rayne asked me as we walked onto the platform.

I stopped walking, causing James to walk into my back. "Merlin, you're right. We'll never get to do this ourselves again." I sniffled at the thought.

"Oh no you don't ladies. No waterworks here." Sirius interrupted. "Think of something funny! Like Snape hanging upsidedown! No? Umm.. PUDDING. PINEAPPLE. PENIS. Oh yes, I knew you'd like that one, Rayne. Hmm. FORNICATION."

We burst out laughing. Sirius looked pleased with himself, but we were really laughing at the mothers steering their children away from him, as well as the weird looks he recieved.

The time came to board the train, and Rayne looked tearfully at Will and Grace. I watched as she hugged them tightly, and then Mrs. Potter. Mrs. Potter hugged and kissed all of them. I felt a little out of the loop, seeing as I had said goodbye to my parents earlier. I was surprised when James's mother pulled me into a hug and said goodbye to me as well.

"Write me if you need anything, dear, and keep my children in line." she finished with a wink, and then glancing at James, Sirius, Remus, Rayne, and Peter, who were all standing in a circle, Rayne still clutching her siblings fiercely.

The train let out a loud choo, letting us know that it was time to board, and Rayne finally passed Grace to Mrs. Potter, leaning back into Sirius and tearing up. He comforted her well, rubbing her arm and holding her close. I guess they made up.

"Come on guys, let's go to the compartment." James said, putting his arm over my shoulders. I surprised myself and him when I did not shrug him off, but instead snaked my own arm around his waist as well.

Once we were settled into our compartment, Marlene, Alice and Frank came by to say hello, and then James and I went to set up for the prefect meeting, reminding Alice and Remus to join us in ten minutes.

James and I walked to the head's compartment silently, but it wasn't an awkward silence, we were simply comfortable enough not to say anything.

He broke the silence when we were settled around the table at the couch like benches in the compartment. "I think we should start with who takes the first years where after dinner, and then rounds on the train, and then we'll decide what day of the week we each have patrol duty."

I looked at him, surprised, but pleased. I had been thinking similarly. "That sounds great."

He looked happy with himself.

I was surprised again when he took charge of the prefects meeting, deftly cutting to the chase and telling who has what. I barely said anything, and he cut what's usually an hour long meeting down to ten minutes.

"James, that was fantastic. Great job!" I praised him.

"Just did what felt right, Evans." he smiled at me.

Rayne's POV

"Again!" Sirius demanded. This was our 8th round of exploding snap.

"Sirius!" I whined.

My savior stepped through the doorway at that moment. "JAMES! Why don't you play with Sirius?"

"I don't know if I'm really feeling up to it right now-"

I gave him my, "You-do as-I-say-right-now-or-I-will-staple-you- damn-penis-to-your-forehead" look.

"Actually, why not? Let's play, Sirius."

I think he sensed the imminent threat on his genetalia.

We played games and talked for the rest of the journey, stocking up on junk food from the trolley whenever it came by and we had a need or a hankering.

Lily anounced, "We're almost there. We should change."

Of course, she had already done so, but I had a trick up my sleeve. She did NOT, in fact, beat us at the changing race. We'd been changed since before we left.

I waved my hand in a swiping manor, almost like I was grabbing something away, and our muggle outfits were changed into our school robes.

"How did you do that?" Lily demanded.

"Glamour charm. We've been doing that since third year." I smirked.

"I can't believe I never thought of that."


"Firs' years, o'er here!"

We walked past Hagrid, waving as we did, and waited for the carriages.

"How do they get the carriages to pull themselves?" James asked curiously.

"What are you talking about? They don't. Thestrals pull them." I answered him. I thought he knew that.

"Thestrals? You've got to be kidding me."

"Yes, James, thestrals. Ask Sirius or Remus."

"I thought you could only see them if you've seen death."

"Duh, James, my dad." I was surprised at him. "Remus saw his mum. She was with him when he was bitten. She didn't make it. I don't know about Sirius though." I looked at Sirius questioningly. "Why can you see them?"


" I saw my Mother dearest have a house elf beheaded when I was thirteen."

Eww. Gross.

"So you're seriously telling me that black winged horses have been pulling us and I never knew? I wish I could see them!"

"No you don't." Sirius, Remus, and I said in unison.

"Hopefully you'll never have to, James." I said seriously.

Our carriage pulled up and we chatted happily to the castle.

The sorting hat seemed to take foever, but that might have been because we were waiting for the moment to strike. It wouldn't be the opening feast without the opening prank.

Confetti exploded into the air, and the letters, "With pride,The Marauders". This was our cue from Sirius. A loud explosion happened next and the air filled with dark smoke, but James and I had charmed our eyes to be immune. While everyone else was coughing and sputtering, we went off to switch goblets with some of our most favorite people, Slytherins.


When our task was done, we quickly went back to our seats and removed the charm from our eyes, coughing and sputtering. We had to make our cover look real. We didn't even let Remus prepare. As the smoke cleared, we waited. Chatter continued. Conversations restarted. And then, bang. Everyone, in every house, was now covered in Gryffindor colors. The words appeared in the air, "Gryffindor, because what else is there?" and Sirius was suddenly back with us, quick as that.


"Potter, Black, Mason, Lupin, Pettigrew! My off-" McGonagall started to call us, but it seemed Dumbledore going to let us off the hook. I was a little disappointed, actually, it wasn't as great as the boys said it would be, but that's what happens when you let them plan pranks by themselves. Dorks. Where would they be without me?


Dumbledore gave his closing speech, and we went to the Gryffindor Common room, exhausted, and fell asleep quickly.


A/N: I don't really like this one much, it was actually supposed to be with Chapter 7, but something weird happened on my computer and they ended up seperate, Oh well! I hope you enjoyed it! Review, please! It makes me so happy!



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