Because I Know - Blog Posts

the thuds of their shoes echoed on the empty corridors and the hardwood floors of the castle as they were running away from the consequence of their prank.

all of them were panting and laughing, and behind them clicked heels.

"quick, here!" remus whisper and opened the door of the broom closet with only a hand, and him and his friends snuck inside.

the clicking of the heels still reverberated in the emptiness. then it stopped.

"where are thosee rascals?" minerva mcgonagall asked herself aloud, looking around the corridor, hoping to catch the boys that put red hair dye down the pipes which carried water to the dorm rooms in the slytherin dungeons.

peter giggled and sirius covered his mouth with their palm.

"you absolute fuck, keep quiet!" sirius whisper-yelled, a smile on their face.

"oh my god, if we get in trouble one more time she's going to take my badge." james exhaled quickly.

"as if you'd care." remus rolled his eyes.

the clicking of the heels started again and the marauders held their breath as they listened. the sound seemed to drift away.

"sirius, peek out and check if she's still there." peter said quietly, looking at sirius shyly.

they opened the door and peeked outside.

"empty." they said simply and looked behind at their friends, who were still waiting for an answer.

"james, move your fat ass!" remus exclaimed as he tried making his way out of the closet.

"you're the one with the fat ass." james retorted.

james silently screamed as remus kicked him in the shin and made his way out of the closet, helping peter out.

once james realized that his dramatics will not make remus apologize, he straightened his back and looked around.

he held his hand out and the rest of the marauders put their hands over james, smiling slyly to each other.

"mischief managed." they grinned to each other.