A/N: All right I've got time to get this chapter up! Exams are taking longer to get here than I expected and I am not as nearly busy as I thought I would be. So here is chapter 7 which I had written before chapter 5 was even up. Oh yeah, chapter 8 is written now and I'm working on 9 - the ideas are already formulating for it along with the third chapter for "Ron in Love" my other fic. Well now that I have bored you to death with my ramblings on with the fic!

"I hate Defense Against the Dark Arts," grumbled James, "Professor Gribble is such a git."

"Of course he is, he loves Slytherin," agreed Sirius.

"It's not really the class itself," argued Remus, "The class isn't that bad, it's Gribble that's the problem."

"Of course the class isn't bad for you," pouted Peter, "You're the top of the class!"

"It's still not a bad class, just a bad teacher," insisted Remus as they walked into the Defense Against the Dart Arts classroom.

"Today we are going to study the Boggart," announced Professor Gribble as he thumped a large case onto his desk. "The Boggart is a creature that enjoys dark places and takes the form of what a person fears most. Now line up, you are each going to face the Boggart. The spell to ward it off is Riddikulus"

"Professor," called Remus as the wide-eyed students began to line up, "You forgot to mention that you've got to think of something humorous to make the Boggart less intimidating."

"I do not appreciate a show off Mr. Lupin, five points from Gryffindor!"

"Hey," Started to protest Sirius.

"I suggest you go no further with that sentence Mr. Black unless you wish an additional ten points taken from Gryffindor!"

Sirius was about to object again when James elbowed him in the ribs.

"Petigrew you first," sneered Professor Gribble seeing Peter's horror of the Boggart. Peter squeaked in fright slowly stepping towards the front of the line.

"Hurry up!' snapped Professor Gribble. Peter jumped in fright and rushed to the front.

"Peter's afraid of almost every thing," whispered Sirius at the back of the line, "I wonder what he fears most."

"Stop that talking, five more points form Gryffindor!"

"I hate him!" growled Sirius.

At that instant Professor Gribble opened the case that contained the Boggart. When the case opened Luscious Malfoy stepped out. Peter instantly cowered shakily holding his wand. "Ri – ri – riddikulus," he stammered. Malfoy then began to hone in on Peter pulling out his wand.

"Remember the slugs Peter!" called James seeing that he was in trouble.

Peter nodded and stood up tall and cried, "Riddikulus!"

Instantly the Boggart Malfoy began to belch slugs. Remus, James and Sirius began to snigger. As the line continued on causing the Boggart change into many different things, ranging from a snake to a tap dancing Cockroach.

It finally became Remus's turn. He stepped up and the Boggart and it turned into the moon. Remus quickly called "Riddikulus," and walked away hoping no one saw what it had become. Professor Gribble then stepped in calling Riddikulus before it could change, putting it back into the box.

"Five more points from Gryffindor for Mr. Potter's aid to Pettigrew."

"Aw comeon!" protested James.

"Your assistance was not requested. You need to learn your place Mr. Potter." Curtly answered Professor Gribble, "Class dismissed."

"How I hate that man!" fumed James.

"Thanks anyway," mumbled Peter.

"No problem Pete."

That night at dinner the four reminisced about the day and planned their next pranks.

"I've been meaning to ask you, Remus," started Sirius swallowing a bite of steak.

"Yeah?" asked Remus.

"Why are you afraid of crystal balls?"

"Huh?" questioned Remus a little confused.

"You know, the silver ball that the Boggart became before you changed it."

"Oh, well, um," stalled Remus. What could he say with out telling his secret? He couldn't lose his friends now!

"Don't be embarrassed," assured James who was intrigued with Remus's answer, "We won't tell any one."

"I don't like the idea of knowing the future, if you think about it, it can be a bit scarry," lied Remus, James didn't look too convinced. He hadn't since the first time Remus was out.

"I guess that's true," agreed Sirius, "You'd better not take Divination our third year then."

"Yeah," meekly smiled Remus realizing how close he was to being found out.