C51: Emerald

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The room had been coloured green and silver. The two colours which Sirius hated. The two colours symbolised the one house of Hogwarts that he hated.

"Haha... Haha... HAHA!!!"

Sirius sat down and started laughing.

"That's a prank well done!"

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The rest of their stay went on quietly. Sirius didn't do anything because he knew he couldn't top what had happened to him. Before leaving the house, Sirius made Tonky paint all the walls emerald and silver.

"It's a promise. A promise to do better than what they had done to me. I'll make the ultimate prank."

Sirius went mad. All those years, he goofed off, but now he had a purpose in life. Perfection. Some desired perfection in art. Some wanted to make the ultimate building. Some wanted to make the ultimate business. Everybody had a vision. And Sirius had decided then what his vision would be.

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Sirius holed up in his 'workshop' for the rest of summer. The workshop was the basement, which he had repurposed. Since they had gone back to the Black Manor, Sirius could dedicate all his time to whatever he wanted as he didn't have guests to tend to.

His workshop was very similar to the workshop of one of the great minds of the world. The workshop of Thomas Edison. It was very similar to a boy's wardrobe. If someone stuck their hand in and fished for something without looking, they would fish out any item that wasn't remotely close to what they were looking for. To call Sirius' workshop a dump wouldn't be an understatement.

It was very thoughtful of Sirius to ward the entire basement. He had warded the entire basement to be near indestructible. His ideology was that if some idiot tried to blast his way in, he would be distracted.

That was true. But what was true was that it was not wise to leave a bunch of magical ingredients in a dump.

"BOOM!!"

"BOOM!!"

The manor was echoing due to the explosion coming from inside the workshop. No one knew if Sirius was still alive, but he was. The lordship ring of the Blacks gave him some protection, and the explosions were only those that created noise and didn't actually pull a punch.

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Charlus was spending time with his brother, drawing and finishing up Harry's summer task. They were doing math homework when they saw Sirius for the first time in 2 weeks.

Sirius hadn't bathed in 2 weeks. He was still wearing the clothes he had worn on the first day at the Black Mansion. He wanted to exit the Mansion in the same way he entered it. But those expensive clothes became rags. Sirius looked like a beggar. A rich man turned beggar. Imagine a member of the royal family on the streets. Someone unwilling to let go of their previous status so they wore those same clothes that defined them, but those clothes had become rags.

Anyway, since he had spent the past 2 weeks surrounded by various magical ingredients which constantly reacted and exploded. He stank. People would rather stick their heads up a skunk's ass(cuz it would be less dangerous than being next to a guy who decided that spending 2 weeks with explosive materials was a good idea).

"You stink!"

Harry was rather straight forward. It was something that people only had with those they were close with. You wouldn't see any(sober) person tell a stranger that he stank right to their face unless he came from a gutter.

Sirius took out his wand and cleaned himself up. He was about to say something but Charlus interrupted him.

"You could also do with some clothes on."

Sirius looked down and saw that he didn't have any clothes. He rushed up to his room and changed. He came down and made his announcement.

"I have successfully made the first part of the ultimate prank!"

"First part?"

"An ultimate prank can't end with one prank! You must wait before each prank - give a person the false hope that it's over, and then crush that hope with another prank!"

Sirius started rubbing his hands together like he was an evil villain coming with a world-ending plot.

"This isn't torture you know. It's just pranks." Charlus said nonchalantly.

Sirius gasped along with Harry. "Just pranks? How could you say that Charlus??!! You are the son of a marauder, not a parent of one."

Harry added to the argument. "Yeah! Pranks rock!"

Charlus shook his head and said, "And which one is the married one? The guy who said no pranks or you?"

Sirius slumped onto the sofa.

"That's a low blow Charlus. I can't believe you said that. Forget you. I'll just talk to Harry from now on. I knew from the start that I shouldn't have sent you to Beauxbatons."

Sirius turned towards Harry and said," As I was saying, I made the ultimate prank product. What it does is it waits for a person who is above 40 to come close. Once a person that fits the bill come near, it shoots a liquid at them. This liquid is special. It makes the skin of the person green, and toxic fumes that make those who inhale them nauseous comes out of the person through farts. So that means that this person will have to stay in the hospital for an entire week, which is the duration of the product."

"How's that the ultimate prank?"

"You are very short-sighted. Who is the person who will benefit most from this prank? Students! Use it on a teacher you hate and that's the best revenge you can get. And no classes from that person for the whole week!"

Harry became excited.

"Can you show it?"

Sirius instinctively shoved his hand into his pocket but cursed a second later.

"Damn."

He went back upstairs and rummaged through the pants he had discarded earlier. Once he found what he was looking at, he brought it downstairs. He stood in front of the brothers and grandly presented the item.

"With great pleasure, Padfoot presents... The Emerald!"