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Sirius brushed his dark, elegant hair out of his eyes, as he straightened out the piece of crumpled parchment that James had threw at him during the Potions lesson. 'Yeah, that's a much better idea, I guess it'll be best to simply let Snape make a fool out of himself' said James untidy scrawl. Sirius smiled to himself. A loud bang was heard, and it appeared that the girl sitting on the table right next to him had clearly fainted. James shook his head at Sirius, who shrugged innocently.

Professor Kinabolt, their Potions master had made James and Sirius sit in two different parts of the classroom, since both of them interrupted the lesson too much. Remus was seated right upfront and listening raptly to every word the Professor was saying. Peter, on the other hand was busy doodling on a spare piece of parchment, clearly not taking in a word said by the teacher. James and Sirius were formulating a plan for humiliating greasy-haired Snape.

'I always knew Marsha had a thing for you Padfoot ol' pal!' said James, to Sirius, as they made their way to Gryffindor Tower after a long day's work. Sirius shook his head. 'But, then again, who doesn't?' piped in Peter. 'Yeah, you are kind of right this time Peter. Who doesn't? It appears every girl in school will actually die for you to even talk to them once!' said James. Remus trotted up next to James. 'You know what? That potion Professor Kinabolt's been teaching today is highly useful' he said. 'Nerd!' shouted James at Remus's face. 'What?' asked Remus, as if caught offhanded. 'I meant it can be highly useful for trying on Snape!' he said, refining his statement. 'Say that again!' said Sirius, eagerly. Remus laughed. 'What was the potion?' asked Sirius, wrinkling his nose. 'Well, it was a potion that can make the drinker highly ambitious, and hyper and over-adventurous' said Remus, slowly and carefully choosing his words. 'Ah!' voiced Sirius. 'Not bad Moony ol' boy! Not bad at all!' he commented. 'What do you think Prongs?' he asked James. 'Yeah I think that's pretty cool Moony' said James, clearly thinking what Sirius was thinking.

'But, hey what about your dates?' asked James suddenly.

'What about them?' asked Sirius.

'You all got dates?' James asked.

'What for?' asked Sirius.

'Tsk!' said James, 'to take out on the Hogsmeade trip!', he said impatiently.

'Not yet, but I'll manage to choose one' phonated Sirius.

'What about you guys?' he asked.

'I'm asking Elise' said Peter.

'Nice' said Sirius sarcastically, imagining the slim, pale, weird-looking girl of Ravenclaw.

'I'm taking Alyssa' said Remus.

'Wow!' said James

'And you Prongs?' Sirius asked.

'Huh?' said James.

'I said who you are going to ask out for our next Hogsmeade trip?' he repeated.

'I Dunno!' he said. 'But it'll be a lot harder for me than it will be for you, you know' he said 'I don't have girls standing in every corridor just to catch a glimpse of me.' He said. Sirius remained silent, apparently aware of the fact that what James was saying was quite true.

Sirius, James, Remus and Peter were all fifth years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They were all in Gryffindor, which was by far the best house in all school and were all known as the troublemakers at Hogwarts. Although their pranks were just for fun, they sometimes turned out to be quite dangerous. But Sirius or James didn't care. They were the masterminds of the group. Sirius was, as everybody knew, the most dashing, handsome guy in the whole of the school. He had dark hair, which was always neatly set, falling into his eyes, unlike James, who had hazel-brown eyes and untidy hair that would never flatten down. Remus was pale, and was once bitten by a werewolf, which was the reason for his becoming a werewolf every time the moon turned full. Peter was plump and had small watery eyes and a cowering personality. He had mousy hair and a pointed nose. He took refuge in James and Sirius's friendship. Not that James and Sirius were gangsters, of course. They simply took pleasure in practical jokes.

'James Potter!' came a voice from behind them.

'Yes?' said James turning around.

'I want to see you in my office. Now!' said the voice of their Transfiguration teacher, Professor Minerva McGonagall.

James looked at Sirius, horrified. He plainly didn't remember doing anything wrong in McGonagall's lesson for the past few weeks. But even if he had done something, Sirius would've done it with him. Then why was it that it was always James that got caught? James looked at Sirius suspiciously then winked and walked off confidently with Professor McGonagall to her office.

'Yes Professor?' he asked as they were seated in her office.

'Learning Transfiguration does not mean trying it on fellow students, or their possessions Mr. Potter!' she said, her nostrils flared.

'I'm fully aware of that!' said James.

'Since you are from my house, I'm totally abashed at what you have done!' she said.

'And may I know what it is?' he said, straining to remember what he had actually done to earn himself such a lecture from McGonagall.

'Maybe you can explain the transfiguration of Mr. Snape's books into slabs, his quills into worms and his wand into a toy snake, for a start?' she said, shoving the things under James's nose.

'Oh that!' blurted out James, before he could stop himself.

'Undoubtedly, you've been doing quite a lot of mischief to have completely forgotten about such a little thing!' she mocked.

James had visibly not heard her at all, because he was looking at the several things he and Sirius had had fun transfiguring.

'But you can't say that it wasn't a decent bit of transfiguration, Professor' he said looking up hopefully.

He had a very good sense of humor, which sometimes came in handy for getting himself out of detentions especially with Professor Flitwick, the Charms teacher. James was pretty sure he saw a small, smug smile appear on McGonagall's face; as if she was feeling proud that her students could actually do Transfiguration.

'Anyways!' she said abruptly, the smile disappearing from her face as quickly as it had appeared. 'I don't want to see this kind of behavior from now on, do you understand?' she said with a slight trace of angriness still in her voice. 'You may leave now!' she said finally.

'Thanks!' said James, getting up from his seat, grinning to himself and leaving the classroom.

'What was up with McGonagall?' asked Sirius as soon as James returned from McGonagall's office. 'Don't tell me you don't remember!' said James. 'What?' said Sirius defensively. 'Remember that Transfiguration we did to Snivelly's stuff?' he asked. 'Oh that!' said Sirius laughing his dog-like laugh. 'Yeah!' said James. 'It's weird how I get caught and you don't!' he added, narrowing his eyes at Sirius 'Yeah' agreed Sirius with a small, flashy smile.