"I'm taking my bandages off now," remarked Sirius.
"Why?" demanded James while Remus told him not to.
"Because I want my hands free to strangle that greasy git."
"You can't take the bandages off," reasoned Remus.
"And why not?" snapped Sirius.
"One, you don't have the hands to take them off and two Madame Dousmann used her charmed bandages, so they can't be taken off until the appropriate time."
"You're kidding me."
"No I am not, having been in the infirmary as much as I have, I think I should know a few things."
"Does she always use charmed bandages?" asked Peter.
"No she typically uses them on students she believes won't keep the bandages on."
"How do you like that?" Madame Dousmann doesn't trust us!" cried out Sirius.
"Rightfully so," argued Remus.
"Right or not Mooney, it is the principle of the matter."
Remus just rolled his eyes, "Come on let's get to Breakfast."
After breakfast the four headed to Potions. James and Sirius both were not looking forward to Potions, Snape would be able to do practically anything and they would be powerless to retaliate.
"Looks like I will be doing the potion alone," remarked Snape, "How fortunate."
"You'll get yours," growled Sirius.
"Too bad the puss didn't get onto your mouths as well," sneered Snape, "then they would have been bandaged too. That way I wouldn't have to listen to your sickening voice."
Sirius tried reaching for his wand to jinx but found it difficult to grab.
"Ah, the beauty of botterburr puss," smirked Snape as Professor Slughorn started class.
When the students were ready to begin their potions, Professor Slughorn approached Sirius and James, "I heard about your unfortunate accident. Obviously you can't do your potions today, so I will have you two come in next weekend to get it started. I would have you come in this Saturday but I am hosting a little get together that evening."
James and Sirius gave an understanding nod. When Professor Slughorn left to assist another student, Snape mumbled to Sirius and James, "Enjoy the extra class time with Slughorn."
"Can I kill him now?" asked Sirius leaning over to James.
"Reminder," announced Professor Slughorn, "You must stop adding ingredients after the broomslag that is when the potion has reached its summering point. It must simmer a full week before anything more can be done with it."
"What?" asked James and Sirius in disbelief.
"So that means, Professor," asked James, "That Sirius and I will have to come in a second Saturday to finish the potion?"
"I'm afraid so Mr. Potter."
"This is not fair!" grumbled Sirius.
"Have fun," laughed Snape.
Sirius glared at Snape and then dropped a random ingredient that he could pick up into Snape's potion. Snape reacted as fast as he could to save his potion, but it was too late the potion bubbled up and let off a gaseous vapor that filled the room with a horrid stench.
"Mr. Snape," frowned Professor Slughorn, "This is the second potion in less than a month. I am quite disappointed. You better come in with Mr. Black and Mr. Potter to redo your potion. Please bit that I will have to deduct a few points off your grade this time around."
Snape glared at Sirius, if looks could kill Sirius would not have been sitting there with a gleeful smirk on his face. As the four left potions, Sirius remarked, "That class wasn't so bad today."
"No it wasn't," agreed James.
"You two realize that you are now going to be spending extra time with Snape, right?" asked Remus.
"Didn't really think about that," admitted Sirius, "Oh, well, that just gives us more chances to get back at Snape."
"That wasn't it?" asked Peter.
"Of course not!" replied an indignant Sirius.
"He looked pretty mad," remarked Peter.
"Today was just a bonus," smiled Sirius, "Which that does remind me, we need to start planning out revenge."