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"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," four young wizards said together as their piece of parchment unfurled in their hands. They had been wondering the corridors of Hogwarts during the night, looking for secret passages for their new map. As they wondered around on the third floor, they noticed a tiny dot wondering around that same floor labeled Argus Filch, who was the new caretaker at Hogwarts. Trailing behind him was his kitten Mrs. Norris.

"Blimey!" said the tallest boy, only half hidden under the invisibility cloak. "It's like he knows where we are every second." The second tallest boy, with raven black hair smiled to him.

"You know Padfoot, it's like you're getting taller all the time. My cloak barely fits over you." Sirius shrugged to himself. "Well," suggested the third tallest boy, with sandy hair. "I think we ought to get going now, seeing as Filch is coming this way," he said pointing at the map.

"Oi Moony, for a werewolf, you're a huge coward," said Sirius laughing quietly. The other two boys snickered. Poor Remus turned a very bright shade of red and looked down at his shoes. Sirius winked at James. "I say, we pay ol' Filchy a visit. Catch my meaning?" he said to his best friend.

James smiled. "Oh I getcha" he said with a smirk. He proceeded down the hall closer to Filch.

"What are you doing?" The fourth boy demanded, in a cowardly voice.

"Don't be such a scaredy cat, honestly Wormtail, you're as bad as Moony." Both boys felt heat come to their cheeks. "Come on, don't you guys wanna have a little fun?" They both made a face that indicated they were too scared to turn back. Remus looked as if he were about to say something when they heard footsteps. He froze. Sirius chuckled a bit and ran out from under the cloak.

"PADFOOT!!" Remus said in a hushed whisper. But it was too late. He scooped up little Mrs. Norris and hid in the shadows, waiting for Filch to come. "What is he doing?" Remus asked James. James only smiled. Remus put on a very disgruntled face and turned back to watch. Filch began to walk up the corridor, straight past them. Then he turned around a moment and stared at where they were standing. They all held their breath . . . and Filch turned back around. Sirius came out from under the shadows and threw the poor kitty at her owner. The cat shrieked when it came in contact with her masters back. He long claws dung into his back from fear. Filch screamed and began to wake up the portraits on the wall. Sirius bolted down the corridor, being tailed by his three friends under the cloak. They turned down a corridor and let the raving man pass them in a screaming fit. Sirius smiled and ducked under the cloak. He looked triumphant and proud at his latest bad deed. James was snickering, Peter had an admiring look on his face and Remus, well, his face looked a bit odd.

"Yo, what's up Moony, why do you look like that?" he questioned. Remus said nothing but began to open his mouth. Sirius realized he needed to sneeze. "Don't do it Moony!" Remus tried to hold his nose, but he just shook his head sadly at Sirius and sneezed. Rather loud. Sirius ducked to avoid the sneeze, but ended up falling on top of James. James, cursing, fell to the ground. Peter, the clumsiest of them all, fell on Sirius who scowled and said, "For a little guy, you weigh a ton!"

Filch whirled around and shrieked, "I've got them!! I've bloody got them!" With that he waved his arms madly in front of himself, trying to find them.

"RUN! NOW!" screamed James. He bolted past Filch, heading towards the end of the corridor, trying in vain to keep the cloak on himself as well as the other three. Sirius gave up, and flung the cloak out over his head. Remus felt as though his lungs would explode, as he had never run so fast in his life. Peter brought up the rear, waddling along like a duck. All the portraits moaned their complaints as they passed by. Sirius made a rude gesture towards them, which shut them up. Finally, they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Wake up my darling," sang James in a singsong voice that he only used when talking to the portrait.

"Cut the crap," growled Sirius. "We need to get inside or else it's another month's worth of detentions for us—and I want to go to Hogsmeade next week!"

The Fat Lady opened her eyes and frowned. "What are you doing up so late?" she asked.

"That's NOT important right now," said Sirius, glancing back. Filch would be coming any minute now! "Just open the goddamn portrait!"

"PASSWORD PLEASE!" she snarled back.

"Fizzing whisbee," said James. Disgruntled, the Fat Lady swung open.

"And if anyone comes by, this did not happen," whispered Sirius.

"All right, all right," she said back. Moments later they heard snores from her that were too loud to be real. Sirius sighed with relief and followed James into the Gryffindor Common Room. Remus and Peter followed. They all panted slightly, breathing heavily, but all smiling at the same time.

"Whoo, that was close," James said as he leaned up against the wall. Sirius stood up and did a lazy cartwheel in the middle of Common Room and landed on his ass. He fell at someone's feet. They were girl's feet for certain. He shakily got to his feet and looked down at the girl.

"Oi, Evans! Isn't it past your bedtime?" said James, smirking. Anger flashed in her bright green eyes. She pointed her 12-inch wand at him and glared.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked dangerously, her voice full of harshness that chilled him to the bone. He backed away from her slightly to gain support from the other boys in the room.

"Oh, nothing," James said snickering at her. She turned to him and her eyes narrowed.

"Oh?" she said her voice filled with skepticism. She turned angrily to Remus, who seemed fascinated with his shoes. "REMUS LUPIN! I expected better of you! A prefect, honestly! I thought you weren't like them! Explain yourself!!" He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He only gulped. James crossed the room, and put his arm around Remus.

"Honestly Evans, nothing terribly wrong. Remus here is too much of a coward anyway." He smiled at her hopefully. For a second he thought she smiled too. But all of a sudden her hand grabbed out for his robes and she shoved him back into the wall. "Blimey Evans, some shove there," he said as Sirius helped him up.

"You! All of you! I have every right to put you in detention right now!! And you, strutting around with that stupid grin on your face. Grow up, Potter."

"Evans don't get you're panties in a twist, we were just having a little fun" he smiled at her. She turned bright red and glared angrily at him for the millionth time that night.

"Listen you, there is nothing stopping me from putting you in detention for the rest of this year."

He gasped a fake gasp. "Oh Evans, you wouldn't do that? Would you? To little ol' me? Your Jamesy Poo?"

She marched up to him and grabbed his collar, forcing him down to her height. She hissed evilly. "Watch me." She turned around and headed towards the Girl's Dormitory.

"She wants me," James said snickering.

"Mate, if she wants you, then the Fat Lady wants me" Sirius said grinning. James frowned.

"Maybe she just has that little visitor that comes every month right now."

Peter looked puzzled. "You mean like . . . Remus?" James snickered at his friend's ignorance about girls.

"Something like that. It makes Lily really cranky and she turns almost into a monster. Sorta like Remus. It's called a 'period'" Peter's eyes widened.

"Does that mean . . . Remus has a period?" he whispered. Sirius and James burst out laughing and rolling on the floor. Remus' face began to heat up as he shifted uncomfortably.

James, breathing hard, put his arm around Peter and said, "Yeah, Remus has a period all right," Peter looked even more confused. Remus frowned, his book clutched to his chest and he went up the staircase leading to the Boys Dorm. James frowned.

"What's his problem?"

"Must be a 'prefect thing'" said Sirius.

Peter just then looked like he came to a realization. "Is a period something only prefects have?"

James stifled a laugh. "You got it Peter. Lily and Remus and prefects right? They're the only ones who get all . . . scary at a certain time of the month, and that's because it's something prefects are born with," he said laughing at his own nonsense.

"Oh . . ." Peter said in awe. That explained everything.

"If you have done this correctly, your cat's tale should be beginning to turn transparent right now, "said Albus Dumbledore, who taught Transfiguration. Sirius glanced wildly over at Remus's cat. It was no longer visible unless you looked very closely. Sirius sighed and looked back at his own cat and grimaced. The tail had turned an ugly shade of purple. When he tried to reposition the cat, it hissed at him and swiped at his face, leaving scratches.

"Damn cat," growled Sirius. He looked over at his best friend James, who was muttering the spell under his breath quite angrily. When it did nothing, he continued muttering while moving his wand up and down in a short choppy motion.

Peter on the other hand was looking around the classroom, trying to find his cat, which had bit him and ran off. Albus calmly walked up and down the aisles giving out a few words of advice to those Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs who needed it. He gave a nod of approval when he saw Remus's cat. He looked at Sirius's and could not help but give a half smile.

"Remus, would you care to assist your friend?" he asked kindly. He continued up the aisle. Remus sighed.

"Let's see you try the spell," he said to Sirius. As soon as he lifted up his wand Remus corrected his grip on it. "No, you have to make sure your forefinger is here. Yes that's good. Now shift your thumb a bit this way, excellent, hold it there. Okay, now when you say the incantation you have to flick your wrist side to side." Sirius tried to absorb all of this while petting the cat to calm it down.

"Okay, here goes. Evanesco." The cat's tail vanished from sight. Sirius clapped Remus on the back in thanks. "How you know all of this I have yet to figure out," he muttered. Remus grinned.

James smiled thinking about the vanishing spell they were using. Evanesco. Evanesco. He couldn't help but laugh to himself. He told Sirius his discovery, to which he rolled his eyes at James and said he had no life.

Dumbledore came by where Lily was sitting, and said, "Very good, Miss Evans. If you don't mind, I'm sure Mr. Potter would like your help." He nodded over at James who was waving his wand wildly in the air. He finally gave up and put it down looking dejected.

"Of course, Professor Dumbledore," said Lily. She gritted her teeth. The last thing she wanted to do was help James, but she knew she couldn't disobey a Professor. She walked over to him, regretting every step.

"Er-James? Do you need some help?" James looked up and was startled to see Lily standing over him. He nervously ran his fingers through his hair, trying to look cool.

"Yeah Evans, I guess I could use some help," he told her, grinning. She scowled at him.

"I'm not doing this out of pleasure you know. Professor Dumbledore told me to," she retorted. James was still grinning stupidly at her.

"Oh yes, I'm sure," he said sarcastically. She opened her mouth to argue back but he continued. "Just admit it Evans—you want me bad, don't you?" Lily turned bright red and shook with rage.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said icily. James grinned again at her.

"Oh, but I think you do. Next time you're going to lie Evans, make sure your face cooperates with you," he said. This only made Lily turn even more red, but only from her anger.

"Drop dead! You think you're so funny, huh? You know what's funny? Seeing you in detention!" she snarled at him. She spun around, her long red hair whipping him in the face. He couldn't help but smile to himself. He had created quite an audience as well. Half of the class was looking at him, while the other half was looking at Lily. Embarrassed, he turned back to his cat muttering to himself about women.

Every so often he would glance her way to find her helping some of the Hufflepuffs. She was laughing with that Amos Diggory fellow. "She's trying to make me jealous' he thought to himself. He didn't even bother with the cat anymore, he just thought. Then he thought about what she said, "You know what's funny? Seeing you in detention!" He gulped. Had she told on them last night?

"Now for homework tonight I want all of you to practice this spell, and please write an essay, one foot long about the usefulness of this spell. You can use your Transfiguration Book if you need to." Lily began to put her book and parchment into her bag. She saw James approach her, and she began to walk way fast as possible.

"Hey Evans!" he called to her. He was now being followed by Sirius and Peter. She rushed passed Remus who was talking attentively to Professor Dumbledore with a book in his hand. She turned the corner and quickened her pace. She was in no mood for anymore of their . . . childish antics, especially Potter's. She felt a firm grip on her arm and it spun her around. She was face to face with James. She squirmed from his grip.

"Let me go!" she snarled at him. It only made him tighten his grip. "Listen to me Evans, we -- I – er- we want to know if you told on us last night?"

She grinned his stupid grin for a change. "Maybe," she said. James released her, slightly taken back.

"Lily, you didn't?" he asked, a little worried. She only smiled and turned on her heel. Something boiled up inside him, anger perhaps. But whatever it was, it made him do what he did next.

"Hey, Evans!! Turn around!" he said to her. As she went to turn he shouted, "DIFFENDO!" The spell hit her square in the chest and a loud rip broke through the hall, which was cluttered with Hogwarts students. It was absolutely devastating. Lily's shirt was ripped open in the front exposing her undergarments. Her hands came up to cover her chest, but everyone had already seen. The Slytherins howled with laughter the most, but everyone was laughing. James' eyes lingered for a moment on where he had hit her and then looked at her bright green eyes, which were now shining with tears.

Sirius grabbed his wizard camera and took a shot. "Smile for the Prophet, sweetie" he said as the camera flashed. Lily ran away in tears as more people started laughing. She ran down the hall, hot tears stinging her face, as she ran. Her lungs burned in her chest, but she didn't care. She kept on running as fast as she could to get away from them. How could Potter do this to her! He was just awful. She ran into the girls bathroom and panted a little, trying to catch her breath. Tears still ran down her cheeks as she sat down on the floor to think.

"Hello?" said a voice from inside one of the stalls. There was silence. "Is someone crying out there?" the voice asked again, full of glee.

"Yes Myrtle, I am." Lily said trying desperately to wipe some of her tears away.

"Ooo, why?" A silvery ghost glided out from one of the toilets. It was a girl, probably around the same age, who was known as Moaning Myrtle.

"It's . . . James, he ripped my shirt open!!" she sobbed as she buried her face in her hands. Myrtle smiled.

"With his hands?" she asked almost intrigued.

Lily looked up surprise. "Oh no, of course not. He did it with a spell." She continued crying just thinking about it. Myrtle smiled and then disappeared back in her toilet and left Lily alone, still sobbing.

James stood in the middle of corridor, people still laughing, his wand pointing at the empty space in front of him. He felt a horrible feeling in his stomach arise. She never actually said she told, she was just doing that to make him uneasy. He had jumped to conclusions and completely humiliated her. Remus came running up to his group of friends, his large book still in his hands.

"What's going on?" he asked looking at the group of laughing students. James said nothing. He just stared. Remus looked puzzled. "Prongs? Hey, what's up with Prongs?"

Sirius stifled a laugh. "Here," he said, "look at this." He handed Remus the picture of Lily, which was now in motion, showing her running down the hallway, crying.

"Whoa," he said, flustered. "James . . . you, you, you exposed her!"

"That's putting it mildly," Sirius snickered.

"Well I thought – I just – thought she was gonna tell on us about last night."

"So you rip her shirt open . . . to make her madder and more likely to tell other things?" Remus said, looking very annoyed.

"Well, I – wasn't thinking -"

"Obviously," Sirius said stifling his laughter.

"I should go apologize," James said guiltily.

"Are you kidding?" Sirius asked. "She'll eat you alive! She'll tear you to shreds man. You're not going to Hogsmeade this weekend, no way." James frowned. "Yeah, but I feel guilty."

"Whoa, Prongs feels guilty? That certainly doesn't happen often."

"I'll say," said Remus, skimming through his book. James sighed. "Come on guys, I need to go apologize to her."

"Go then," Sirius said looking rather bored.

"Come with me please, for – moral support," he begged them.

"No way," Sirius said. "I'm not in the mood to hear Lily scream her lungs out thank you." James frowned. So did Remus.

"I'll go with you Prongs," Remus said to him shutting his book. "Padfoot can keep Wormtail company while we go. Besides, I need to ask Lily about something for prefects." Remus and James trooped off down the corridor the Lily had fled down not to long ago. Sirius and Peter headed towards their next class, Sirius still laughing at the picture.

Remus and James didn't talk much as they wondered the halls for Lily. James could barely speak, thinking about the horrible thing he had done. Remus was absorbed in the book Professor Dumbledore gave him. He was reading it as they walked. It was quite surprising he didn't bump into anything. They were nearing Gryffindor Common Room when they heard a noise inside. The Fat Lady asked them why they were out of class, and of course they got fresh with her. So, for awhile she wouldn't let them in but eventually did once James explained everything. She did not say Lily hadn't come in, she decided to mind her business.

Inside James saw a girl sprawled on the floor. She had Evan's red hair and was in Gryffindor Robes. He and Remus walked over to her. She was getting to her feet, when she noticed them.

"Oh! Hello . . ." she said, looking startled. James looked at her.

"Evans?" asked James. She looked at him strangely.

"Who's Evans?"

James and Remus looked at each other. "Uh . . . we thought you were."

"No, my name is Ginny."

Author's Note: The Mauraders are supposed to be in their 6th year at Hogwarts. We know from the book, Lily and James don't get together til the 7th but we wanted to change that. Also we'd like to add that the word 'Evanesco' comes from the Latin which means 'to vanish'. Okay and obviously Ginny is Ginny Weasley in case you were too stupid to get that (Heh jking). Okay thanks for reading, please review!