There were giggles and laughs as James and Sirius came waltzing into the great hall with make up and tail still on. The two grinned at each other and took a seat. After a few moments of sitting there the each removed the spells that were on them.
"Glad to see that you've regained some of your senses," remarked Remus.
"Actually," remarked Sirius, "sitting with a tail hurts."
"Eating with makeup on is weird, I don't know how or why girls do it," added James.
"You can't be serious."
"I know I can't be Sirius!" exclaimed James, "He's Sirius!"
"You know what I meant," smiled Remus, not tiring of the old joke.
"Do we James? Do we know what Mooney meant?"
"I don't know," shrugged James, "I'm not sure we ever know what he means, I know I like to pretend to."
"That sounds good, I'll pretend right along with you. Mooney, we know exactly what you meant!"
Remus shook his head as he turned back toward his meal.
"So what is this plan of yours Sirius," asked James after taking a bite of food.
"Simple, we'll cast a cleaning spell on him."
"That's it?" asked James disappointed.
"Well," half smiled Sirius, "That will be after the itching powder and added slime."
"Snape with added slime is just wrong!" exclaimed James.
"I know it is but it is so much fun," grinned Sirius with an evil glint in his eyes.
"Too true," agreed James, "So when do we do it?"
"Next potions class," answered Sirius taking another bite of food.
James suddenly dropped his fork from mid-air. His three friends turned to look at him. James had an expression that seemed to say that he was deep in joyous thought.
"What is it James?" asked Remus trying to figure what James was thinking by giving him a discerning look.
"Inspiration just struck!" grinned James, "Sine we are going to be doing a bit of cleaning, we might as well make a mess of things first."
"I'm listening," nodded Sirius in all seriousness.
"What if we messed the potion up? Made it explode; make a royal mess of things? Then we'd have even more reason to use the cleaning spell."
"I like where this is going," smiled Sirius.
"One problem," interjected Remus, "Snape hasn't let you ruin a potion yet, and I know you've tried."
"He's right," grimaced James.
"That's when we'll use the itching powder, keep him distracted," shrugged Sirius taking a sip of pumpkin juice.
"Brilliant," exclaimed James picking his fork back up.
(A/N: I admit the prank isn't the greatest, but the carry out of it I think will be decent. If you are finding this fic to currently be slow, I apologize; things should pick up here soon. I know I have recently been inspired to write, so I have more chapters written, I just need to type them. The big problem will be finding the time to type.)