Yay! New story! Well, not technically a story. This will be a series of one shots based on all the trouble makers in all 3 generations of Harry Potter. Each chapter will be it's own story. Read and don't forget to review. :) Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter...if only...

The corridors of Hogwarts were completely empty, save two. It was half past midnight, and way past curfew for students. A seventh year Gryffindor peered around the corner to be sure no one was looking, and then waved his companion forward.

A large black dog bounded happily around the corner and loudly down the hallway.

"Padfoot," the seventh-year hissed, "Are you trying to get us caught?"

The dog skidded to a halt and lay on the ground, burying its nose in its paws and whining.

"Oh come off it, you're not fooling anyone," the boy rolled his eyes, and then laughed and shoved the dog playfully. "Let's go."

Suddenly, the dog shifted into a boy. "You're no fun, James." The shaggy-haired boy said, laughing a bit too loud.

"You did not just call James Potter 'no fun,'" James huffed indignantly.

"Yes I did," Padfoot replied, "Ever since you've started dating Evans, you've lost your touch, my friend. And all because of a girl."

"Lily is not just a girl….she's…just….ugh, shut up, Sirius!" James exclaimed, "Besides, you seem to spend more time with Lily than I do. So shove off or come on."

Sirius grinned and followed as James continued walking down the corridors.

"I can't help it, Lily's just so dang attracted to me….it's not her fault, I mean, look at me," Sirius said dramatically, running his hands through his hair in a very James-like fashion.

James rolled his eyes. "She does your homework, Sirius. She doesn't want to snog you. Come on, who would? Look at you," he said mockingly, causing Sirius to let out a barking laugh.

"Who's there?" they heard the familiar voice of Filch the caretaker. "It better not be students out of bed! If I catch you, so help me I'll lock you in the dungeons! I don't care if Dumbledore says it's not allowed!"

James and Sirius scrambled to find a hiding place. When the found none, they settled for racing down the corridor away from Filch. They raced around the corner and kept running. Sirius shifted into a dog and dashed ahead of James.

"Are you crazy!" James whisper-yelled to Sirius, "If Filch catches you like that, detention will be the least of our worries!"

Sirius shifted back and the two leaned against the wall, gasping for breath.

"Since when do you care if we get detention?" Sirius asked.

"Detention, I don't care about. You going to Azkaban for being an unregistered Animagus? That I care about."

"Aw, I never knew you liked me so much, Prongs," Sirius said in mock flattery, grinning.

James smacked Sirius in the chest and the two continued running.

The door of the Gryffindor common room shut with a dull thud as the two students ran inside.

"Safe," Sirius gasped, "I can't believe we escaped Filch and that mangy cat of his."

"You sound like such a dog," James laughed, trying to catch his breath.

"Well I am one half the time, in case you hadn't noticed," Sirius laughed back, "Now, if you plan on sneaking out again, I suggest you come up with a better plan."

"I thought you wanted to cause some havoc!" James exclaimed, "That's why we were out there!

"Why didn't you go get the map and your cloak, first?" Sirius asked, turning the blame on James.

James shrugged, "Where's your sense of adventure, Padfoot? With the map and the cloak, we're completely safe. We always know when someone is coming, and we're bloody invisible so they wouldn't catch us anyway. It's more exciting rushing in blindly."

"Well this time let's make it a bit less exciting then."

"You want to go out there again, just to give Peeves some dung bombs to toss around?"

"Nah, I've thought of a better idea. I'm going to put them in Slughorn's potion's cabinet. He gave me a T on my last essay."

"He gave me a T, too!" James exclaimed.

"I wonder if it has anything to do with us not actually doing the essay." Sirius asked seriously, looking thoughtful, before breaking into a laugh, "Anyway, it'll be brilliant so let's go."

James and Sirius walked down the empty corridors for the second time that night. This time they were covered in James' Invisibility Cloak, James holding the Marauder's Map in his hands and his wand between his teeth.

When they finally reached the Potion Master's classroom, Sirius waved his wand and they heard the soft click of the door unlocking. James pushed the door open and they set to work putting dung bombs in the cupboard.

They filled it as much as possible, pushing it shut so that the next time it was opened the bombs would come tumbling out.

"Brilliant," Sirius said, "Now let's get out of here before-."

"Students out of bed!" someone yelled angrily, effectively stopping Sirius' words.

James and Sirius spun around to see Filch standing in the doorway. Somehow, he still looked terrifying, even though he was holding Mrs. Norris in his arms, petting the cat gently.

In the process of turning, Sirius lost his footing and went tumbling backwards. As he was falling, he swung his arms around, looking for something to grab hold of. He hand connected with something and he clenched it in his fist.

Fortunately, he'd stopped his fall. Unfortunately, what he'd grabbed onto happened to be the handle of Slughorn's Potions Cupboard. The door swung open, sending the dung bombs flying out of the cupboard, and all over Sirius.

"You stink, mate," James said, covering his nose and trying not to laugh.

The other Gryffindor glared at him angrily.

The pair were sitting in Dumbledore's office while Filch tried to convince the headmaster to let him hang the two troublemakers by their thumbs in the dungeon. Instead of that punishment, Dumbledore settled on giving the students detention.

"You two are to clean every inch of Professor Slughorn's classroom," Dumbledore said sternly, although he also looked like he was trying not to chuckle at Sirius.

"But we only messed up his Potions Cupboard!" Sirius insisted.

Dumbledore shrugged. "Nevertheless, you two need to serve your detention somewhere, and it's been quite some time since Professor Slughorn has had time to clean."

"Brilliant," Sirius muttered, "Can I at least bathe, first?"

"Why, you smell pretty much the same as you always do," James said, grinning, earning a punch from Sirius.

"Yes, Mr. Black. Mr. Filch will escort the pair of you back to your common room. Tomorrow morning, at seven O'clock sharp, you two will report to Professor Slughorn and make sure his classroom is spotless. Off you go."

The grumbling pair of students exited the Headmaster's Office, followed closely by Hogwarts' Caretaker.

"It wasn't even worth the trip!" Sirius exclaimed once he and James were back in the Gryffindor common room. "All we managed was making me smell awful, and having to clean that bloody room at seven a.m. on a Sunday!"

"It was technically your fault that the dung bombs fell on you. And besides, the trip wasn't completely worthless…"

"Oh, and why, dear James, wasn't it worthless?" Sirius asked.

"I slipped a dung bomb in Filch's back pocket while he was taking us to Dumbledore…the next time he sits down he'll smell just like you."

"You're bloody brilliant sometimes," Sirius said, letting out a loud laugh.

So, what did you think? Each chapter of this story will be a short story about whatever mischief the Hogwarts students are getting in to. :) In your review, make sure to tell me what you think of this chapter, and let me know what students you want to see get into trouble next. :)