McGonagall looked down at James with a stern look on her face that was screaming 'what the HELL have you done NOW!', while Dumbledore's eyes had found their way to the picture frame that was clutched to James' chest and were twinkling with curiosity.

"GET BACK HERE YOU--GAH!" Sirius zoomed around the corner as though the dogs of hell were on his tail and immediately collided with James, flinging the picture frame from James' grip accidentally and falling on top of James.

THUD

"Oooowwwww..." both James and Sirius groaned. James was lying on his stomach on the ground, face-flat on the cold stone floor and Sirius was positioned on top of James. in a position that would make a certain werewolf jealous. (cue for Sirius Black x James Potter fans to go wild. . . squeals, yells and cat-calls can be heard Thank you!)

"May i help you, young gentlemen?" Dumbledore said soothingly, his eyes sparkling over his half-moon spectacles.

James yanked his face from the stone floor in a blink of an eye, banging the back of his head against Sirius' forehead accidentally, causing them both to jump away from each other, collapse back on the ground and writhe in pain.

They continued writhing in pain until McGonagall's voice somehow lodged into their minds.

"What might this be?"

Both of them snapped their eyes open and stared as McGonagall stooped down and picked up the ignored silver picture frame that had clattered out of James' grasp a while ago.

Both James and Sirius gasped.

It was still glowing red.

James and Sirius glanced at eachother in horror.

"NO! PROFFESSOR!" James shot up and ran upto McGonagall.

McGonagall moved faster, holding the picture frame out of James' reach. "What is it, Potter?" she hissed, her lips in a fine line. Bad sign.

"It's... uumm..." James tried to think, staring at the glowing-red picture frame held above McGonagall's head.

"Mine!"

James whipped around.

Sirius slowly stood up, running a hand through his hair. "It's mine, Professor." said Sirius smoothly, walking over beside James.

James spluttered. 'Bastard! We made it together!'

"It is?" McGonagall asked, raising an eyebrow.

Sirius nodded. He just wanted it back and make sure no one ever saw it again.

McGonagall looked over to Dumbledore, of whom was twiddling his thumbs, looking at the ceiling innocently. McGonagall sighed, thoroughly irritated.

"What does it do?" demanded McGonagall, holding the picture frame before herself, looking at it, a small scowl on her face.

Sirius and James glanced at each other, sweating a little.

"Professor!"

James and Sirius whipped around.

Remus was standing there, dragging a still-unconcious Peter behind him.

"Oh my!" blinked McGonagall, staring at Peter. "What happened this time?" she asked, taking out her wand.

Remus shrugged, looking casual, not taking any notice of Sirius or James, or whom were giving each other horrified glances. If McGonagall tapped her wand on the picture frame, it would automatically stop recording and play what it recorded. And what would happen after? They didn't want to think about it.

McGonagall swept past James and Sirius, kneeling down in front of Peter, inspecting him, a deep frown set on her face, the picture frame loosely held in one hand at her side, her wand in the other.

Remus glanced at James and Sirius, giving them a 'what would you do without me?' look, slowly sliding the picture frame out of McGonagalls grasp.

McGonagall, of whom not noticing that Remus had taken the picture frame, rather concerned with Peter, tightened her hand around her wand. She flicked it and swept off to the hospital wing with Peter hovering a few inches off the floor in front her without a word.

Dumbledore swept after McGonagall, but not before giving the three students a twinkling wink.

James raised his eyebrows and looked back at Remus and Sirius.

James cowered immediately.

Remus looked a tad miffed and Sirius looked as pissed off as Sivvelly was when he found out they put Flobberworms in his underwear.

The portrait hole slid open and a red-brown haired girl with green eyes stepped out.

"LILLY! MY DEAR!" shrieked James, bolting from Remus and Sirius, grabbing Lilly by the shoulders and cowering behind her.

"WHAT THE HELL!" yelled Lilly, turning around, about to slap James then she stared.

James had tears in his eyes and was kneeling on the floor, his hands together.

"Please Lilly! Save me!" he sobbed, sniffling pathetically.

"From what?" snapped Lilly, crossing her arms.

James pointed a shaky finger behind Lilly and she turned around.

Sirius and Remus were standing side-by-side, glaring at James.

Lilly raised her eyebrows. "What's the matter, Remus? Black?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. Remus and her had been very good friends for nearly their whole school lives, but she only knew Sirius because James knew him.

Sirius refused to answer and Remus took a shaky breath.

"We just need that little stuffed chipmunk behind you to torture it until stuffing leaks out it's ears."

Everyone stared at Remus. Remus said said that sentence with so much venom anyone else would've thought it wasn't even remus. And anyway, since when has Remus been the threatening type?

"Chipmunk?" asked Sirius, blinking.

"He's got baby-cheeks. It makes him look like a chipmunk." Remus said flatly.

James' hands flew immediately to his cheeks.

Lilly sighed heavily. Suddenly, something caught her piercing emerald eyes.

"It because of this, isn't it?" Lilly asked, suddenly yanking the glowing-red picture frame from Remus.

"LILLY! NO!" yelled Remus, Sirius and James all at the same time as Lilly whipped out her wand.

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((TBC yeah. sorry about the cliffhangers throughout the FF and thanks for the support!))