Of Deer and Flowers

Chapter eight

Peeves

September30,

Dear Kate,

I have to work with Snape for an astronomy project. Oh well it could be worse, we don't work with partners often in astronomy and I hear the Gryffindor's have to work with a Slytherin every time they go to Potions. Oh, and Petunia's talking to me now.

November2,

Dear Kate,

Remus was telling me in Herbology that he was gone again because his mother had a relapse. I hope she's ok.

November 6,

Dear Kate,

I officially hate Gryffindor's. You won't believe what they did this time. I' just glad it wasn't me . . .

"Shhh!" Sirius looked over his shoulder and waved his comrades across the hall. Corridor arter corridor they skirted Prefects and teachers, until reaching an empty classroom. They all huddled inside. "Stanton will be off duty any minute." Sirius muttered checking his watch.

"What time is it?" Peter yawned.

"Only One am."

"Ohh ikle second years out of bed, should tell a Prefect I should!' Sirius jerked his head up.

"Peeves wait,' he hissed, "if I tell you what we're doing will you help us?"

"Depends on what you're up to it does." James gave him a curious look and Sirius hastily motioned him to be quiet.

"Are you familiar with Stanton Black?"

"Nasty little prefect he is, always telling poor Peevesi what to do he is!"

"Yes well we're going to pull a small prank and get him back." James jumped in. Getting the idea Peeves giggled.

"Come on! Knows the password Peevsi does."

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When Peter woke up the next morning he still couldn't believe their luck. Somehow they had pulled an entire prank without touching any of the materials. Peeves had been delighted to help, especially (as he pointedly told them) because he could do everything silently and invisibly.

The ghost had told the to sit down and watch the master work. Using they're own materials every thing had been placed with even ore precision than even James could have managed. Buckets of slime that would fall when the curtains were opened, Dungbombs in his slippers, and non-fire fireworks in his pajama pockets.

Pulling on his robes, Peter headed down to find James, Sirius and Remus. He found them out on the grounds. Sirius and James in a furious fight with Snape and Rosier, but as soon as he got there the boys were separated by two very large hands.

"Now there wa's the problem? You don' wan' ter get in ter trouble now do yah?"

Peter had to admire James's bravery. Even hanging three feet off the ground by the back of his robes he managed to look strait into the man's face and ask, "are you Hagrid?" the man only laughed.

"Tha' I a lad. And you are?"

"James Potter. And they're Sirius, Remus, and Peter."

"An' why were yah fighting this feller?" He turned to look at his other hand only to find Snape gone. Shrugging he put James down, "yer hungry? I've got some Rock cakes in me hut."

"Yes please!" Peter grinned.