Messrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot & Prongs (& Snivellus) are proud to present:
I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!
a blog dedicated to the fan fiction Casting Moonshadows by Moonsign.
On this blog there will be cosplayers, fan art and generally everything associated with
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Just to let you all know we’ll all be gone for a couple of days. Moony’s ill and we’ll be spending most of our time between classes in the hospital wing to cheer him up. No need to worry, though, we’ll be sure to take good care of him, we’re armed and loaded with heaps of chocolate!
And Padfoot hugs. You don’t need to tell them that!! But yes, don’t worry about him, he’s usually fine as long as we can do him company in the… Hospital wing.
Better get going, or he’ll be lonely. Not to mention how Padfoot looks like he’s about to tear his own hair off, which wouldn’t be a pretty sight. He’s so particular about his hair, you see, if we let him harm it we’d never hear the end of i—
Stop typing and let’s just GO already. It’s about to rise!
-Prongs, Padfoot & Wormtail
Ran along the forbidden forest this morning (quidditch training, y’know) and it looked rather nice even though it was freezing.
Wanted to show Evans how peacefully the snow fell over the frozen lake, but my photos refuse to move. Need to look into that. I bet she would have looked like a red haired angel next to the white snow…
And someone hasn’t been covering up his tracks lately…
It seems we have a chocolate thief in our dorm. And I smell a conspiracy.
Last night I found that someone had raided my secret stash of Chocolate Frogs. Not the usual one beneath my bed, but the secret one. Only one person besides myself knew of it and now it’s almost empty.
And this morning there was a note on my bedside table.
So Sirius, if you’re reading this, which you most certainly are now that you are homework-free, it is not OK for you to tell Peter the location of my chocolate stock just so you can blackmail me to finish your ancient runes essay in exchange for new chocolate. You know I need my chocolate and Peter does not.
PS. I left the essay on your bed. Remember next time not to mix up “helping” and “harassing”. I had to rewrite the whole first paragraph so it didn’t seem like the witches of Salem got through the witch hunt of 1046 by harassing each other. I’ll be in the library, eagerly awaiting my lost Chocolate Frogs.
Honestly, homework is so dull. I can’t bloody remember why I signed up for Ancient Runes
oh wait, I remember, my mum told me not to. Right. Maybe if I just leave the half-finished essay here, Moony will finish it for me when he wakes up?