(A/N: Yay! The joys of vacation! I actually have time to work on my fics. That is until the family decides to travel. Hopefully I won't get writers block… that would be terrible.)
"One month," announced James with pride as the four walked away from the Quidditch pitch, which had the practice schedules posted.
"One month till what?" asked Peter.
"One month, of doing all the pranks we want," grinned Sirius.
"What?" demanded Remus, he was up for having fun and doing a few pranks, but sometimes his friends would go a bit too far.
"It is about a month till the first game of the Quidditch season and Wood said that we wouldn't have a practice till after the first game, and it is about a month till, well you know," explained James.
"That is plenty of time, to pull a prank or two," excitedly continued Sirius, his eyes lighting up with excitement.
"I give up," sighed Remus, "But please can we use the room for some good?"
"Of course, we will do good. We'll do good for our fellow man good by cleaning up some of the grease that roams around the school," assured Sirius.
"I take it you have an idea?" asked James.
"Admittedly, I've had an idea since Wednesday last week."
"And you didn't tell me?" demanded James acting hurt.
"If I told you then we would have done it then and there and we made a promise to Mooney."
"I see," fake sniffed James, "I thought I was your best friend, now I see the truth!"
Sirius, not buying the act pushed James and turned his hair green.
James replied by turning Sirius' robes a light lilac purple. The two went back and forth for a time till James was purple and orange polka-dotted with shoes that barked ever time he took a step and a lion tail. Sirius ended up with his hair standing on end, make up on his face, and robes that have a mind of their own.
The two laughed as Sirius tried to get James again with a dancing spell. Sirius's robes moved his arm at the last minute and caused the spell to hit Peter. Peter instantly started to break dance.
"Not funny guys!" cried Peter moving like he never moved before.
Remus took pity on Peter and lifted the spell off him.
"Truce?" asked Sirius moved around uncontrollably.
"Truce," agreed James removing his spell on Sirius' robes.
"Thanks, my robes were wearing me out," sighed Sirius, as he undid the other spells that were placed on him. James did the same to himself.
"Sorry, that you sort of got caught in the middle of our fun, Worm," apologized James as he removed the tail last.
"Aww, James, you had to remove the tail? I thought you looked smashing with it on," remarked Sirius.
"You removed the makeup," shrugged James, "I thought it matched your complexion perfectly."
"It actually matches your complexion better James," countered Sirius casting the spell.
"You're more suited with a tail than I," retaliated James enchanting a tail onto Sirius.
"I think I'm inclined to agree," answered Sirius inspecting his new tail.
"I think we better get to dinner," interrupted Remus.
"Right you are Moony, after you James," bowed Sirius.
"No, no, after you," gestured James.
"Ladies first," insisted Sirius.
"Together?" asked James.
"Why not?"
"Are they going to remove the tail and makeup before dinner?" asked Peter of Remus.
"No clue," shrugged Remus as he followed his two mentally challenged friends