A/N: Hey everybody, here's chapter two! Sorry for the wait, I had a lot of exams lately. But now I'm on vacation, so hopefully I'll get a lot of work done on this story as well as my L/J.

"Moony, up already, it's nearly time for lunch," Sirius tossed his dirty sock at Remus, who was previously slumbering soundly. He gagged and knocked it away.

"Do you guys have to call me that?" Remus mumbled, sitting up in bed and blinking wakefulness into his eyes.

"I think it's cute," Peter cooed. James whacked him on the head with his Astronomy textbook.

"No acting like a fag in the dorms!" He proclaimed. Gesturing to the book, he continued, "And no ones eating, sleeping, or whatever until one of you helps me study. Sinistra's gonna fail me."

"That's because you always throw your empty ink bottles at her feet so she'll bend over for you," Peter replied simply.

Sirius chuckled. "She's asking for it with those tight, low cut, robes and she's got that-"

"So James," Remus said loudly. "I'll quiz you. What is the sun?"

"Big and yellow!" Sirius knelt down, continuing to rummage through his pile of dirty laundry.

Remus glanced at James.

"Umm main sequence?" he answered uncertainly.

Remus nodded. "Surprisingly correct. Now... How about Sirius?"

"What a prat!"

"Bloody wanker."

Sirius pelted both James and Peter with more dirty laundry.

"Urgh, main sequence," James batted away Sirius' boxer shorts. "That's nasty!"

"Betelgeuse?" Remus called out, an amused grin playing on his lips.

James scratched his chin pensively, mind drawing a blank. "Sod Astronomy," he finally replied. Rumpling his hair, he added with a characteristic grin, "Let's just get going, today's the big day."

"No!" Peter gaped in awe.

"No," Remus sounded just as disbelieving.

"Yes!" James was beaming. "I'm gonna ask Lily to come to Hogsmeade with me."

"Go get her," Sirius encouraged. "Just be a little more blunt with your feelings, I think she's missing the fact that you're in love with her."

James gave Sirius a rude hand gesture. "Look, I know what I'm doing, and I don't need your cheek Mr. Black!" James made a fairly good impression of Professor McGonagall. Sirius rolled his eyes, grinning.

"What spiffing weather we're having," Sirius smirked, spirits high. He, James, Peter and Remus followed the throng of students third year and up as they milled down a cobblestone path away from the castle. "Cheer up, mate. She didn't hex you this time."

The raven haired boy grumbled in reply, "Yeah, yeah. I'll get her next time."

Remus shot him a sympathetic look. "Well maybe you can buy her a butterbeer later at the Three Broomsticks or something."

"Go get her trashed so you can see her knockers like he did last year," Sirius laughed.

James stopped dead, fierce eyes locked on Remus.

"-Which is a complete and utter joke, naturally," Sirius chuckled. He ran a hand through his elegant curtain of black hair and continued to walk, the other three following.

James shrugged, smirking slightly, "I doubt that bird's ever been kissed, the way she locks herself up in the library all the time. Now, if she'd only let me show her how it's done..."

Sirius gave Remus a confident smile and the shadow of a wink. That seemed to let him appreciate just how nice the sunny spring weather was, after all.

"Mum's taking me to Cambridge this summer to be with my dad," Peter began to chatter. "So I won't be seeing you all," he added shortly.

"I'm going to be up in the library all summer hiding from my family," Sirius said. "But at least I have some Transfiguration research to do."

James perked up at Sirius' mention of attempting schoolwork over summer holidays. "What?" he asked, astonished.

"I think I may have found a solution to Remmy's furry little problem," Sirius had lowered his voice considerably, and his lips were twisted into a wicked smile.

Remus raised his eyebrows so high they ran the risk of disappearing into his sandy blonde fringe. There had been few mentions of his transformations apart from their monthly occurrences.

"Well, out with it then," James finally said.

"Animaguses," Sirius was positively beaming. "C'mon, we can be Animagi and stay with Remmy while he turns into a monster and runs through the forest tearing apart tragic heroes and helpless virgins!"

Remus ignored the blatant error in his theory. "Would you guys really do that?" he asked, voice dripping in excitement.

"Of course! That's a spiffing idea," James grinned. "We can tell McGonagall, I'm sure she'd help us-"

"No, it's illegal!" Peter squealed. "Only wizards of age can do it, and they have to register with the Ministry of Magic!"

"Well then we can do it on our own. It can't be too hard," Sirius replied confidently.

"I bet we can mange it," James added.

Peter's lower lip twitched. Remus shrugged, the initial shock of excitement gone. He now deemed this idea less workable and more like one of Sirius' little fantasies. And the fact that James went along with it made it all the less appealing.

Whatever was left of the conversation was cut off by their arrival into Hogsmeade, where James and Sirius made a beeline for Zonko's, and Remus dragged Peter to Honeyduke's sweet shop.

"I may pick up a couple of these biting quills," James loomed by the table of the joke shop's new arrivals, examining their contents. "Be dead useful next time Snivelly breaks a quill and Flitwick asks the class if 'anybody would be so kind'..."

Peter entered the joke shop flanked by Remus, who was clutching a large sack of assorted sweets and chocolates in his arms.

"Hey Remmy, check this out," Sirius cupped a small, twittering dove in his hands. "Isn't it cute?"

Remus rolled his eyes. "I'm not that daft, we're in a joke shop. It probably turns into something nasty."

"A snake, to be precise," James stroked the dove's soft white feathers and with as faint pop, it morphed into a writhing snake.

"Wouldn't work with any of the Slytherins," Peter commented sadly.

James strode over to another shelf. "I think we've let Filch sit back on his heels a bit too long," he scanned the shelf, rubbing his chin pensively. "Dungboms in the Astronomy Tower?"

"Nah, don't bother the innocent snoggers. I go for firecrackers in the suits of armor, we haven't done that in ages," Sirius replied, grinning mischievously. James nodded in agreement and pulled a couple of Filibuster's Fireworks down off the shelf.

Just then, a tall and lanky blonde girl emerged from the back room, causing both Sirius and James to shove their armfuls of joke products into a basket full of Fanged Frisbees.

"Not buying anything exclusively banned, you four?" She said briskly, an accusing expression lingering on her face. The lighting of the room reflected off of her shiny, recently polished Head Girl badge.

"No, Vellice," James grinned broadly, placing a hand on his head and rumpling his mop of ravenous hair. "Nope, we weren't planning on doing anything that remotely breaks the rules at all."

"Good, wouldn't want to be counted out in the running for Prefects even more than you already are," She replied lamely, heading towards front door. "Now, good afternoon boys."

"Why was she in here?" Peter gaped at Mandy Vellice's retreating form.

James shrugged and collected his belongings from the crate of snapping frisbees. "Who cares. She's a right prat, that one. We should put a Fanged Geranium in her knicker drawer one day."

Remus popped a piece of chewing gum into his mouth and watched James and Sirius as they resumed their shopping, studying a pouch of Vinito's Vanishing Powder. "I actually do wonder what Dumbledore's going to do about prefects next year. I mean, we all have quite an, er, lousy reputation," he pondered.

Peter chuckled. "One of us I spose. Gideon's always pissing off McGonagall, so I doubt she'd let him control students in her house."

"Nah, Prewett's a shoe-in! He's Sprout's pet, always in the greenhouses being a brown nosed git. she'll make Dumbledore pick him," James replied absentmindedly. "Hey! D'you reckon we could sneak into the girl's dorms and rub some of this on their uniform blouses?"

Sirius nodded eagerly and scooped the Vanishing Powder off the shelf. "My thoughts exactly, mate."

"Lily would have your head for that." Remus envisioned Lily Evans meandering around the school topless. He buried his head into the bag of sweets to hide the slight blush creeping onto his cheeks.

James chuckled, probably on a similar train of thought. "Speaking of Evans, got any hot tamales in there?"

"Hmm," Remus hummed, continuing to rummage through his candy before resurfacing with a tiny red sweet.

"Can we get back to the castle in time for lunch?" Peter licked his lips, watching James pop the hot tamale into his mouth. "I'm starved."

"Sure, we'll just buy this stuff and go," Sirius nodded at James, and the duo hauled their purchases to the front counter.

A/N: Mmkay, update swill be about this length, give or take (usually give, knowing me.)
So yeah, please review, because it makes my heart sing with joy. :D