"Freedom," breathed Sirius as he walked out of the infirmary, wiggling his fingers.

"How does it feel to have full use of your hands again?" asked Remus.

"Wonderful," smiled James exercising the freedom of his hands.

"Now, I'm free to hex Snape from dawn until dusk," grinned Sirius with an evil glint in his eyes. He dangerously twirled hs wand between his thumb and index finger.

"I get the distinct feeling that you have a plan," remarked Remus lifting an eyebrow in curiousity.

"You bet!"

"Do tell," demanded an eager James.

"We are going to send him some chocolates," answered Sirius.

"Don't you send chocolates to people you like?" asked Peter.

"Not the chocolates we are sending," replied Sirius finally putting his wand away.

"What kind of chocolates are you sending?" asked Remus.

"Vomit chocolates," answered Sirius.

"I've never heard of those," remarked Remus.

"They aren't something found in a joke shop," explained Sirius.

"Then how are you going to send them?" asked Peter.

"We're making them," stated Sirius.

"How?" asked James.

"We are placing the vomit hex on each chocolate in a box of chocolates."

"How do you know it will work?" asked Remus skeptically.

"We'll have to test it," shrugged Sirius.

"On who?" demanded Remus.

"I don't know! Someone."

"I'm not going to let you test it on an innocent bystander!"

Sirius looked over at Peter with a peculiar glint in his eyes.

"Nor, am I letting you talk Peter into testing it either!"

Upon hearing this Peter's head snapped up in surprise and fear. He did not like the idea of being a guinea pig for Sirius' experimental chocolates.

"Aww come on Moony! You're no fun! Who else am I going to test the chocolates on?"

"Try yourself."

"I'd rather not," replied Sirius indignant at the suggestion.

"We'll send them untested and see what happens," decided James.

"I guess that could work," shrugged a disgruntled Sirius.

"We'll send out an owl order for the chocolates tonight, and begin hexing them the moment they arrive."

It took two days for the chocolates to arrive and be jinxed. That following morning when the chocolates were fully jinked the Marauders sent them out by owl for the breakfast delivery.

"You sure this is going to work skeptically asked Peter as the four watche the owl take flight.

"It is the best rouse," answered James.

"Secret Admirer?" asked Peter.

"Of course," grinned Sirius putting his arm around Peter, leading him down from the owlery, "How else do you expect Snape to eat any of the chocolates?"

"I don't know," shrugged Peter with a wonder filled face.

"You see, if we don't sign it then Snape will be suspicious and we can't very-well sign it ourselves," explained Sirius with an added patience that was most likely a result of the prank.

"I think I get it now," nodded Peter.

"Come on," coaxed James. "We need to hurry to the Great Hall if we are going to see the delivery."

"I hope he falls for it!" grinned Sirius following James' lead.

The boys had just barely sat sown to breakfast when the mass of delivery owl came swooping into the Great Hall. Most of the letters held the Daily Profit while others held packages from home. The four eagerly watched as a brown owl cam swooping down to land in front of Snape.

The look on Snape's face was priceless especially when he wrote the note that was attached to the chocolates.

Roses are Red

Violets are Blue

You don't know me

But I love you

Your Secret Admirer

Snape slowly opened the box of chocolates. As he looked at them it was hard to tell weather he was sneering or smiling.

"Eat one, eat one," coaxed Sirius in a whisper as he intently watched Snape. Snape's actions seemed to occur in slow motion as the Marauder watched. Snape reached into the box of chocolates and began to eat one of the sweet treats, unknowing of its sicken-ly sweet potential. The four Marauders waited with baited breath. They waited for Snape to start vomiting, something, a gag reflex at least. Yet, nothing happened.

"What? Where's the vomit?" demanded Sirius.

"I guess the spell didn't work," shrugged Peter.

"It was highly experimental," pointed out Remus.

"I know. We should have tested it first!" exclaimed Sirius slamming his fist on the table.

"Too late now," grimaced James beginning to play with the food on his plate.