"Go on, I dared you. Don't be a wimp Peter, come on."
"It's only fair."
"Guys, I don't know. Peter could get in some serious trouble."
"No he couldn't, he'll never be in trouble with me."
"Merlin Sirius, that's not funny anymore."
"James, it was never funny."
"Hey! I happen to like my Sirius puns a lot."
"That's-"
"Guys! I'll do it."
"REALLY?"
"Really."
"Wow, I totally thought you'd chicken out. No offense Wormtail."
"James, when you have to say no offense you obviously meant some offense."
"Don't be such a stick in the mud Moony. But if it makes you feel better fine, some offense Pete."
"James,-"
"Yes Remy?"
"How-I mean what…never mind."
"Anyway, moving on from Moony's disabilities in communicating…I suggest tomorrow night."
"Right, although. We could squeeze time in after dinner tonight. It's only four forty seven now."
"Fine. But if Peter's caught I'm blaming you two."
"Yes mum, whatever."
"So the plan-"
"Wormtail! What have we taught you? Never discuss plans in potential hearing distance of anyone."
"Sorry."
"Don't apologies. Sirius I don't know when you will accept this but my owl is not an agent for You-Know-Who, Hitler, or anyone else. Miranda is perfectly wonderful and-"
"THE OWL THAT SHALL NOT BE NAMED IS EVIL! I will never forgive it."
"Sirius, it was three years ago, even I think you're getting a bit ridiculous. I mean, it's bloody hilarious to hear you scream with fright when she gets within three feet of you but really, get over it. It was just-"
"STAG BOY I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO NEVER MENTION THE 'INCEDENT'."
"Did, did you just call me stag boy? Excuse me while I laugh at your 'comeback'. "
"Stop laughing!"
"No flea bag I don't think I will."
"FLEA BAG? I have never had fleas in my life. I am so offended. That's it. I'm not going to be godfather to your first son."
"Like I'd make you godfather! Ha, Remus is totally getting that position. "
"MOONY? Why him! What did he do? He's responsible and rule abiding and all that shit. "
"Merlin. I'm leaving, knowing you two this is going to go on for forever. Coming Peter?"
"Sure."
"Wait, noooooooo. You can't possibly leave me alone with this psychopath! What if- what if he turns me into a dragon? Wait. That would actually be kindave cool. Hey Pads, do ya how to turn people into dragons?"
"No, do you?"
"Well why would I be asking then? Moony, I need you to go to the library and get us a transfiguration book."
"No, no, just no. You can show your faces in there you know. It's not illegal. Come on Pete, let's go to where more normal people reside."
"Whatever, we don't need him Prongs. We can sneak into the library and preserve our rep. Operation find out how to turn into dragons commences as of now."
"Hey Pads, I think I have an even better idea."
"Lay it on me Prongs. Lay it on me."
"Do ya wanna have a race, to see who can turn the most things gold and red? We should also put our initials on it so as to confirm it when I win."
"Don't you mean when I win? Right, on your mark, get set, GO!"