"There will be no sleeping in my class, Mr. Black. That is 5 points from Gryffindor."

Sirius Black picked his head up off his desk and blinked lazily. "Yes, professor" he yawned. Sirius jumped when he felt a sharp pain between his shoulder blades. He turned around to see James Potter holding a quill and grinning.

"Nice, Padfoot. Get us into the negatives, why don't you?"

"Shut up, Prongs." Sirius snapped back. The 5th year turned to see Remus scribbling notes on a giant piece of parchment that was already two thirds covering in neat handwriting. He then turned to Peter and saw that he was doing the exact same thing. Sirius snapped back to reality when the professor instructed the class that they were permitted to leave.

Sirius swung his bag over his left shoulder and he and James headed out the door. The two young wizards were soon joined by Remus and Peter.

"Are you guys ready for the test tomorrow?" Remus asked.

Sirius's eyes widened in horror. "Test? What test?"

"The one on the material we've been reviewing over the past week." Peter replied matter-of-factly. "Haven't you been paying attention?"

Sirius raised his eyebrows and looked at Peter pointing to himself. "Who exactly are you talking to here, Wormtail?"

"Don't worry, Padfoot." James patted Sirius on the back. "You'll manage. The professors seem to favor you."

The four students headed to the Gryffindor common room and slumped onto the severely over-stuffed couches and sofas.

Sirius took of his book bag from his shoulder and dropped it next to him on the floors. He then reached inside the bag and pulled out a crumpled up piece of parchment. He opened it and began reading the parchment in silence with a small smile placed on his face.

"What's that there, Padfoot." Peter asked curiously.

The next thing Sirius knew, James was looking over his shoulder from behind. James literally gasped in amazement. "Where the bloody hell did you get that?" he whispered.

"Swiped it off the old wart's desk after class." Sirius replied just as quiet.

Remus's face turned blood red and Sirius swore that he could actually hear Moony growl. "Sirius Black, I cannot believe that you would stoop so incredibly low as to steel from a teacher that semi-trusts you!"

Uh oh, Sirius thought, He used me real name. Wait, no, not only my real name, but my full real name. Moony must really be pissed…

"He's right though, Padfoot." Peter added. "You could get expelled for something like that. It's a violation of the school honor code."

Sirius shrugged. "Screw the honor code. Besides, I'll only get expelled if I get caught." Sirius folded back up the bit of tattered parchment and roughly shoved it into the inner pocket of his robes.

James sat back down in a chair next to Sirius. "Come on guys. We've all cheated in one way or another."

Sirius leaned over and whispered into James's ear. "The map."

"Exactly!" James exclaimed. "The Marauder's Map. You all do have to admit, that map is technically a form of cheating."

Remus and Peter where silent as a sign of defeat.

Sirius and James hopped to their feet and gave each other a high five. "Ha!" they both shrieked simultaneously. "We win again."

James stopped his victory as his stomach gave a monstrous growl. "Hey you guys," he said, "food is greatly need here."

Remus sighed and looked at his watch. "It's not even 10:30am yet, Prongs."

"Have no fear," Sirius said as he began rummaging through his shoulder bag again, "Sugary goodness is here!"

"Oh bloody hell…" Rumus muttered.

Sirius pulled an assortment of candies including Chocolate Frogs, Fizzing Wizzbees, and Cauldron Cakes out of his bag and neatly arranged them on the table in front of him.

James almost instinctively pounced on the table and began gorging himself with calories.

"Save room for lunch, Prongs."

James looked up at Remus with a Chocolate Frog's back end sticking out of his mouth, "Shut it, Moony." he growled as he shoved a handful of Caldron Cakes in his mouth.

"Where do you always get all of this stuff, Padfoot?" Peter asked.

"I stock up every trip."

"Where do you keep it all?"

Sirius smiled mischievously. "Someplace no one would ever dare to look."

"Your trunk. Second compartment from the left on top if te dirty socks." James mumbled without even looking up.

"Damn it, Prongs!" Sirius snarled. "Stop rooting through my stuff!"

James finished off the rest of the junk food and sat back in his chair wiping off his mouth on his sleeve. "Well, sorry. I had to borrow a pair of clean boxers for Quidditch practice…"

Sirius was frozen. "Oh—My—GOD!" Sirius launched himself at James tackling him off his chair and pinning him to the floor.

Remus had to speak up to prevent Sirius from completely. "Hey, um, guys, it's time to head to potions class."

Sirius silently and reluctantly let go of James and grabbed his bag swinging the strap over his right shoulder. "Fine…"

They all walked towards the portrait that exit of the Gryffindor common room.

"Hey, did you all finish you essay for class today?" Peter reminded the rest of the Marauders.

James and Sirius stopped in their tracks and looked at each other in shock and bewilderment.

"God dammit!" they both cussed together.