Thanks for the Reviews!! Well this is the second and the last part of Tampered Tempers. I hope you enjoy reading it!! Ahh yes!! And a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to everyone!!

Sorry I know it's quite short…so please don't kill me!

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Two days later…

"What I don't understand is how did Snape and Malfoy manage to get hold of a curse like that?" asked Remus. The four of them were relaxing around the Lake (A/N: Isn't the lake where the Giant squid lives in called different?? If yes sorry, after looking ages through the books we gave up.)  The sun was shining and they had decided to take a picnic, and discuss what happened. By instinct they all looked at James.

He shook his head. "All I know, in order to know how to do such a thing, they must have access to some Dark Magic source. All looks incredibly fishy to me. They don't teach you anything like that here…you wouldn't even find that in the library!"

"Restricted Section?" suggested Peter. James gave him a disgusted look.

"Shut up Peter! The restricted section is not all it's cracked up to be…it doesn't contain anything like that."

"Well if you must go sneaking around in that cloak…how am I meant to know?" said a tearful Peter.

"Of course – very clever of them. Chose a time like Christmas when we're the only ones left in school." Continued James. "Couldn't have gone wrong really. My guess is they hid behind the door of the History of Magic classroom, waiting until they heard us coming. Then they released the potion fumes, which would have impregnated in us and made us go mad. How they managed to avoid the fumes themselves…well, your guess is as good as mine. They obvious intention was that we'd finish each other off."

"So you have no idea it was happening to you?" asked Remus.

"Nope. Not a single notion. That's how powerful it was. Snape may be good at potions but I can assure that was beyond his capability. It was so strong it knocked Peter unconscious!" answered James.

"Stop feeling sorry for yourself Peter!" protested Sirius. "You were a lot better off that way. In fact you came off the best out off all of us. At least you didn't end up torturing your friends."

Peter carried on looking sorry for himself as if this wasn't too much of a bad idea, "Well, it'd made a change from you torturing me."

"Rubbish!" exclaimed Sirius and gave him a friendly pat on the back. "Gosh, if they had any idea of what we were up to…they wouldn't be playing such pranks on us!"

"That's right! In fact, I reckon, we ought to select a suitable punishment when we do it."

"Do what?" asked Remus who had began to look scared again, "What are you up to?"

"Surprise!" shouted James and Sirius together. Peter, Remus noticed, didn't seem to share their enthusiasm.

"You'll be disappointed." He muttered, "It won't work."

"Remus, you know I said there was something I needed to tell you?" asked Sirius. "Well, I was mad at that time, but in actual fact there is something we have to tell you. And it's a lot better then I what I intended to tell you then."

"Remmie – we have been working on this for ages." Continued James. "Ever since we found out about your transformations. We didn't want you to be all on your own, so we decided to transform with you."

Remus stared in disbelief; images flashing across his mind of all the three of his friends contracting werewolf bites so as to be able to 'transform with him'.

"Remus, it's this. May we present ourselves! First you: Moony. Peter: Wormtail." And with a flash he transformed into a brown rat.

"Me: Padfoot." And he followed the suit as a great black dog.

"Prongs." Announced James, and there stood a handsome white stag.

Remus stood there, bewildered, face glowing with happiness, staring at his friends. "Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs." He whispered under his breath.

THE END