(A/N: Sorry about the current lack of updates, I've been quite busy with other fic and hand writing this one. I need to type what I have written. But do not fret there is more to come it is just a matter of time.)
Remus nudged Peter awake in History of Magic class. Remus had long given up on waking any of his friends during the class for it never worked.
"Huh?" asked a groggy Peter.
"Class is over," answered Remus as he rolled up his notes.
Peter raised his head up and looked down at the desk. "Have you seen my quill?" he asked looking around displaying the white quill that was on his face.
"It's stuck to your face," answered Remus refraining from laughing.
"Oh," realized Peter slightly embarrassed. He quickly removed the quill from his face and began to put away his things.
"Um, Peter, you have some drool on you face," mentioned Remus pointing it out.
"Oh," responded an even more embarrassed Peter as he wiped his face.
"Come on we have Care of Magical Creatures next."
"I never really liked that class," mumbled Peter.
Remus and Peter arrived to class exceptionally early in comparison to when they normally arrived. James and Sirius had a thing for arriving moments before they were considered late. Sirius would always say, "Why do I want to be in class any longer than I need to be?"
"Here earlier than usual aren't we?" asked Professor Kettelburn, eyeing both Peter and Remus with his one good eye, "Where is James and Sirius?"
"Probably in the hospital wing," offered Remus.
"For what reason?" prodded Kettelburn.
"They were sent packages of bottorbur puss," explained Remus.
"Ooo, almost as bad as the time I tangled with swarm of Doxies," remarked Kettelburn, "It looks like your two friends won't be in class today,"
Kettelburn then turned to hobble toward the head of the group of Gryffindors and Ravenclaws. Kettelburn cleared his throat to get the student's attention. It was then that James and Sirius joined the class.
"Nice to see you have joined us James and Sirius, exactly on time as usual," noted Professor Kettelburn.
Sirius gave a mock bow before he and James joined Remus and Peter.
"How are your hands?" whispered Peter.
"Better," answered James.
"Though we're determined to find out who sent us the puss," added Sirius.
"Boys," called out Professor Kettelburn, "Attention please, if you don't follow my instructions exactly some one could get hurt."
"Mainly him," joked Sirius under his breath. It was the talk of the school when Kettelburn lost his eye to a Bowtruckel. He was with a group of seventh years at the time. No one knew how he lost his leg but there were roomers.
It wasn't too long before the class was over and everyone including Kettelburn made it through unscratched.
"Now as I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted by Kettelburn's lesson," started Sirius as the four walked to lunch, "James and I have decided we are going to find who did this to us and make them pay."
"Remus thinks he knows who did it!" squeaked Peter.
"You do?" asked James slightly surprised.
"You haven't been doing things behind our back have you?" joked Sirius.
"No, nothing like that," answered Remus, "But I do have a suspicion."
"Who?" demanded Sirius in a bark-like manner.
"I think it was Snape."
"Snape?" cried James and Sirius.
"Yeah," explained Remus, "I saw Snape exceptionally gleeful this morning."
"I am going to kill him," growled Sirius, "This is war!"