Transfiguration was easily the most boring subject at Hogwarts. Subject-wise, that is; no class, no matter how dull the subject matter is, can compete with the eternal boredom of History of Magic with Professor Binns. Transfiguration, though, with its charts, note taking and endless lectures, is rather like Maths in the Muggle world- very few people like it, and an even smaller number have any true talent in it; the rest just sleep through class. Which was exactly was Sirius Black was doing.

James Potter (who came to the conclusion that taking notes was futile) noticed the sleeping Padfoot. "Hey, Mooney, look who was out a tad to late last night."

Remus looked up for a moment from his notes, with an expression that read that he too was lacking in the sleep category "You should be taking notes. We have O.W.L.s this year."

"We would have been in bed sooner if someone," James nodded in Peter's direction. "Hadn't wet his pants."

"I DID NOT!" was Peter's rather loud (loud enough to be heard of Remus's snorts of laughter) and very indigent reply.

"Pettigrew, may you please be quiet, some of us are trying to learn in here. And that goes for you and Lupin, too, Potter." McGonagall had heard them. James put on a mock strait face. Remus continued with his note taking. Lily Evans rolled her eyes at them. James burst into laughter. "JAMES POTTER! 5 points from Gryffindor and anything more, you three will be serving a detention!"

Sirius rolled over, dreaming he was a dog chasing squirrels. Peter tapped James's back and passed him a note:

Gee thanks, we will all be serving detentions by the end of this hour.

James scribbled something on the parchment and passed a note back.

Mind if I remind you that you were the one who insisted you didn't wet your pink panties

I didn't wet my pink panties! They were periwinkle to begin with!

You just cursed your foot, Wormtail, you are a fool.

AM NOT! My mother picked them out!

James rolled his eyes when he read this, and tried not to laugh.

Just proved it!

Remus intercepted the note.

James stop laughing at Peter because of his little girl panties!

Fine Moony

He's shut up Peter

Thanks Moony, you are my hero.

McGonagall glanced back from the blackboard; sure she had heard something out of order in her classroom. Sure enough, Peter was writing a note. (It had to be a note to a friend, for Peter never wrote his class notes that quickly.) "Pettigrew, give that here. And I'd like you three to stay after class."

"B…b…but…"

"I said, give it here, Peter." With a flick of her wand, the note was in McGonagall's hands. As she read it over, an expression of amusement seemed to creep onto her face. She flicked her wand again, and the note disappeared.

Peter's face was beet red. He couldn't believe Professor McGonagall read that note. How embarrassing. He'd have to instruct his mother more carefully on what undergarments to buy him. James, meanwhile, was trying, unsuccessfully, to catch Evan's eye. She was more interested in her note taking, and so was Remus for that matter. Sirius snored on quietly.

Once class had ended, and everybody silently filed passed, Professor McGonagall called James, Peter and Remus to her desk. Sirius remained asleep, head down on his desk, unnoticed by the teacher.

"I warned you three that if you kept up all your shenanigans, you'd get yourself a detention."

With heads down they all mumbled "Yes Professor"

"It wasn't our fault." Peter said, tying to shift the blame. "It was Sirius's. He started it."

Professor McGonagall eyed him suspiciously. "How could Black have started it? He has not, surprisingly, said a word this entry class." James quickly moved to block Sirius from McGonagall's view.

"Professor, marm, that's because he's been sleeping." James looked ready to ring Peter's neck.

McGonagall looked over them, towards the desks, spotting Sirius. "Is that true, Black?"

Sirius looked up for a moment. "The answer to number three is…" His head hit the desk again.

"You will be joining them for detentions, Black."

Half awake he replied "Where, what time and with who? Prongs, put the dung bombs in the ovens."

"Sirius!" He sat up straight; awake for a change "They haven't found them yet!"

"Sorry, James. I was asleep."

"We noticed. And, as you were asking, Black, you will find out when your detentions are at dinner. You are dismissed. " McGonagall showed them to the door.

Sirius, James, Remus and Peter walked out of the Transfiguration classroom. "Thanks Wormtail!" Sirius said as they headed towards charms, "I might not have gotten a detention if it wasn't for you."

"Sorry" he mumbled.

"You can't blame Wormy-kins for his flaws. " James said sarcastically "It's not his fault that he'd sell his mother to get himself out of trouble"

"JAMES POTTER"

"It's only the truth Peter." James smiled.