``{p r a n k s}--and.other.mischief [noahhh!]]

[billie]

<sub>Such a lovely day it was for a boat ride. Or a humorously nasty practical joke. On this particular Tuesday afternoon, this particular Hufflepuff girl was creating bucket loads of trouble with one of her best friends in the world, Noah Dale. Though he was a year older than her, the two of them were closer than one might expect people a whole year apart to be. In fact, they were closer than one would expect such radically different people to be at all, even if had been in the same year.

Project Lil Pot was, if anything, perfect planned out. Noah was the brains of the project, as Billium hardly had enough to keep her own ass outta getting pranked, let alone create a trick good enough to fool the great Lily Potter. But, she’d been along for the ride simply to spice up Noah’s duller ideas, as she often had a tendency to do when the two thought up such schemes. Of course, everything had to be set up correctly, and Billium was the distracter, as well as the spicer-upper. Quite an important job, if she did say so herself.

As Noah let out a rather loud chuckle in the musty darkness of the broom closet the two of them were hiding in, Billium shushed him while attempting to quiet her own giggles. ”Shut the hell up,” she muttered, that lopsided grin of hers plastered on her face. The container of itching powder Billium’d snuck into the Potter girl’s trousers earlier that day when the Gryffindors were at Quidditch practice was stashed away in the Hufflepuff girl’s book bag. Phase one was complete. Moving on to phase two.</sub>

[Lily Potter]

Lily walked into the 'locker room' after a very hard practice. She wiped the sweat from her brow, walking over to her things. Of course, she pulled the curtain, leaving some privacy from the boys. Lily sighed, oh how she loved Quidditch. Practices had gotten harder with ever match, Zane was a great captain. They all wanted to be the best. She laughed at her pondering mind, looking back a a noise she though she heard. She saw that the broom closet was cracked slightly. She shrugged, looking down at her dirty robes.
She carefully put her top on and held the robes from falling off. She looked at her pants, picking them up and pulling them up under her robes. Before she buttoned them, she let the robes fall to the ground. As she buttoned them, he legs began to itch. She thought nothing of it, until the itch began to spread over her legs. She was scratching her legs, trying to stop this itch.
The other girls were looking at her as she jumped around. Rosie laughed. "This isn't funny!" she squeaked, still scratching her legs. She flew out into the open, scratching her legs. Zane and James looked at her, holding laughs it seemed. She fell on the floor, scratching her legs harder. "Who did this!" she screamed, pulling her wand out. "Oh I swear!"

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[Noah Dale]

Noah stifled a laugh as Billie threw him a lopsided smile. Although she had her quirks sometimes, he found her highly amusing. Half the time she didn't have a care in the world about what people thought, which is why she was one of his best friends. She was actually one of the very few Hufflepuffs that he could stand. Not to mention the fact that she was his prank buddy. She was the one who always went through with everything, he just came up with the crazy stuff.

He looked at his watch and nodded. "Alright, Potts should be leaving the den soon. I'll head out and prepare phase two of the plan, be on top of the staircase for phase three." Noah said before composing himself. He was about to go into actor mode, which he wouldn't go out of for about another hour or so. He took a deep breathe and pulled open the door, fixing his hair into a messy array into that look that girls usually gave him the deathly 'oh my god his so hot' stare. With a crooked grin on his face he pull the Prophet from his back pocket and waited for Lily to arrive.

[billie]

<sub>The girl could tell her parner in crime was trying his best not to full on laugh at her. Of course, if he'd laughed, it wouldn't've made much of a difference. After all, people were passing in the halls outside, and they were making more noise than anything the two of them could do in the broom closet. Unless they set off a bomb or something, which might had ended badly for the both of them.

Upon exiting the broom closet, she got a lot of rather jealous looks from girls passing in the corridors, which she returned with rude hand gestures. Noah was well-liked in the schooling community, almost as much as Billium was disliked, so it wasn't exactly surprising that most girls would find it disgraceful for him to be in a closet with what was, in their minds, one of the most disgusting and freakiest people alive. But, those other people didn't know the nature of Noah and her's closet-hiding. Snogging was the last thing the two of them would do in a broom closet, second only to setting themselves on fire.

After hearing Noah's command, she saluted him, saying, "Righto, chief." Her answer was rather muffled as she was busy laughing uproariously to herself. After registering the grin on his face, she pranced off to the top of the staircase, getting odd looks as always from the people around her. They seemed to whisper about her as she passed, though she didn't notice. She simply continued on her way, singing a Beatles song quite loudly and out of tune on her way and dancing her partnerless foxtrot up the stairs, stumbling over herself a few times but picking herself up, no less humored than she'd been a few moments earlier.</sub>

[Zane Lestrange]

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