That evening after dinner, the four boys reported to Filch, the caretaker, for their detentions to find that Lily Evans was already there.  Filch was a Squibb, and he hated all the students because they would one day become wizards.  He was a horribly ugly man with tallow skin and filthy hair, when he smiled his thin lips pulled back from crooked yellow teeth.

"Smeral warmed me about you four." he jeered.  "Told me to separate you two," he pointed at James and Sirius, "and you two." then at Remus and Peter.  Filch's lips curled back from yellow teeth in a sneer.  "You," he pointed to Remus and Sirius, "will be cleaning out the toilets on the second floor.  And you" there he jabbed a finger toward James, Peter and Lily, "will be cleaning bed pans in the hospital wing. WITHOUT MAGIC!" he cackled gleefully.  "Wont be breaking any more rules now, will you!  Well, get to it!"

The five Gryffindors split up and Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris, followed James and his group while Filch shooed Sirius and Remus up the stairs.  He stood over them for a few minutes while they scrubbed toilet bowls, but finally left to prowl around for more students breaking rules.  As soon as the bathroom door closed behind him, Sirius threw his toilet brush against the far wall and turned to Remus. 

"So what mayhem could we cause tonight?" he asked, an evil glitter coming into his eyes.

"Isn't one week of detentions enough for you?" Remus asked, shaking his head in mock exasperation.

"Of course not.  It's our first day at school; we have to give dear Filch something to remember us by."

Remus laughed.  "Ok, but we have to plan it so we won't be caught in the act this time."

"Alright.  So what do you have in mind?"

Remus came up with a plan while Sirius bewitched their toilet brushes to clean while they were away.

"Ok, is the coast clear?" Remus asked as Sirius stuck his head out the bathroom door.

"Yeah, I don't seem him anywhere.  That damn cat's probably still with James, so I think we're safe."

The two boys crept out of the bathroom and down the hall until they came to a hidden passage that they had heard about from some of the other Gryffindors.  Sirius counted out three bricks to the right of the window and four from the floor and pressed the brick in.  A door opened in the previously solid wall and they slipped into a dark passage.  They followed it all the way to the hallway on the fifth floor that lead to the Ravenclaw dormitories.  Remus checked to make sure it was deserted before the two of them snuck down the corridor, staying out of sight of the portrait that guarded Ravenclaw Tower. 

"Still got the Dungbombs?" he whispered.

Sirius nodded and pulled out the packages of Dungbombs that he had bought of a Gryffindor fourth year at dinner.  They spread the bombs out all over the corridor, checked to make sure there was no one in sight and lit them.  As soon as all the fuses had been lighted, they threw caution to the winds and sprinted as fast as they could back to the secret passage.  The door had just closed behind them when they heard the small explosion and shouts from the Ravenclaws piling out of their common room to see what was going on.  They didn't slow down until they were back inside the bathroom on the second floor, where they collapsed in a fit of laughter.  They had just gotten control of themselves, picked up their toilet brushes and began to clean manually when the door crashed open and Filch came in, his faced red with fury.

"You, you… What have you been up to?" he spluttered.

The boys put schooled their faces into expressions of innocent confusion.  "What do you mean, Mr. Filch?" Remus asked politely.  "We've been cleaning toilets like you told us to."  Filch knew they were lying, but he had no proof and he couldn't hand out extra detentions based on the fact that he didn't like the students, so he just turned and stalked out cursing to himself. 

"Mr. Filch, can we go yet?" Sirius called after him.  The caretaker just made a strangled noise in his throat as he disappeared out of sight.  "Well, he didn't say no."

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Meanwhile, James was in the hospital wing arguing with Lily Evans.  Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was in her office, and the Gryffindors were alone in the room.

"I cannot believe I got detention the first day of school!  My parents are going to kill me.  This is all your fault, Potter!" Lily screamed as she threw down the bed pan she'd been scrubbing.

"My fault?  I didn't tell you to talk back to the professor.  Maybe if you weren't such a know-it-all, Evans, you wouldn't be here!" James yelled back.

Lily's face turned almost as red as her hair.  "Honestly! And I'm sure you think you're totally innocent here!"

"I never said I was innocent, but I'm not responsible for anyone but myself."

"You all think you're so funny.  Well, I have news for you; that was the most childish stunt I've seen in years!"

"Oh really, then why were all your friends laughing so hard?"

"You do everything for attention, don't you?"

"Someone has to do it, or we'd all die of boredom." he shrugged.

Lily got up in a huff and stalked to the other end of the hospital wing, where she plopped down on a bed and began scrubbing furiously.  James rolled his eyes at Peter, but Peter was slightly frightened of the redhead's  temper so he just smiled slightly.  As James continued scrubbing, he found himself wishing that Sirius and Remus were there; Peter was okay, but he just wasn't as much fun.

A/N: sorry it's so short!  More later