When the Christmas holidays finished, Remus, Peter, and James returned to an ecstatic Sirius. "Guess what happened!" he shouted when they entered the dorm.

"You found a new hair product?" Remus guessed.

"Snivellus was here over break, right? You got him to wash his hair?" James suggested.

"Yeah, Dumbledore introduced me to this new brand called Sleekeazy's," Sirius started.

James sat down and put his head in his hands. "I was hoping he wouldn't find that," he muttered under his breath.

"What? Is there something wrong with quality hair care?" Sirius asked.

Muffled through his fingers was James' reply. "My dad invented that."

"Really? James, your dad is brilliant. Well done to him, I approve. Wait- we should advertise this and get Hogwarts to care about their hair. It would make great business for-"

"What else happened over break?" James interrupted, putting his head up.

"Something even more amazing than hair products," Sirius said.

"Oh! I know," Peter exclaimed, "You kissed Minnie!"

"Yes! See, Remus, I told you! I knew she loved me!"

Remus sighed. "How'd you manage that?"

"Right, so, we were at Christmas Dinner. Minnie was standing talking to Miles and some other fifth year, and I was standing in the opposite corner, under some mistletoe. Dumbledore went up to Minnie and said, 'Minerva, Mr. Black is looking a bit lonesome over there. Would you go talk to him? There's something I want to discuss with Mr. Lewis.' Minnie sighed, then she came over. The I said, 'Happy Christmas, Minnie,' and I pecked her on the cheek. Of course, Minnie is a teacher, and she has to keep appearances up, so she said, 'Mr. Black, that is not appropriate behavior for school,' but she was blushing. Minnie was blushing! And to make it better, Dumbledore winked at me. When Minnie left, he came up to me and muttered, '50 points to Gryffindor. Mr. Black, that was beautiful. If you and Minerva work, than James and Lily have a chance.' Then he introduced me to Sleekeazy's," Sirius finished. "It was amazing."

"Dumbledore shouldn't have given you those points," Remus said, though he was grinning.

"Dumbledore ships Lames!" Peter said happily.

James sighed blissfully. "I knew there was hope!"

"So, what about you guys? How were your holidays?" Sirius asked.

"Good- we spent it at home, really just hung out, but we did go to the muggle movies," Peter said.

"I just hung out with the family," Remus said.

James nodded. "Same."

"Well, now that we're back," Sirius announced, "we need to plan a welcome back prank for the rest of the school."

"Agreed," Peter grinned, "with a special one for Umbridge."

"So, what's the plan?"

"You guys know how Umbridge drinks tons of tea? Like, how she has it in her office all the time?" Peter asked.

"Course. Bloody toad sips it every time I'm stuck in detention," said James.

"We could enchant some teacups, and put them in her office."

"Brilliant!"

"We should charm them to follow her around and talk in class," Sirius said.

"There's no way that we're doing that," Remus said, looking at the others.

"Come on, it'll be harmless, and hilarious!"

"We're not enchanting a tea set to follow Umbridge around." Remus smirked. "It wouldn't be fair to our talents to do something that simple. However, there is a charm that will make it stick to her lips when she drinks out of it."

"Remus Lupin, you are a public menace," Sirius told him. "It's a wonder that you haven't conquered Hogwarts. What's the spell?"

Half a week later, they were ready. The teacups were enchanted, placed in a small gift box, and ready to be delivered.

"Okay, let's put these in there," James said.

"Alright, let's go," Peter said eagerly.

The boys slipped through the halls with the package hidden under Peter's books. Up a flight of stairs, down a corridor…. They were oblivious to McGonagall, who chose that moment to turn onto their corridor.

Peter ran headlong into McGonagall, dropping the package and books.

"Mr. Pettigrew!" McGonagall exclaimed.

"Sorry, Professor. Wasn't looking where I was going," Peter apologized.

McGonagall caught sight of the box.

"Ah, Minnie! How are you?" Sirius said suddenly, stepping in front of the box.

"What are you Marauders up to now?" McGonagall asked them, ignoring Sirius. She eyed the group suspiciously.

"Nothing at all, Minnie, dear," Sirius said cheerfully. "But we've got to get to class, so-"

"It's a Saturday, Mr. Black."

"What he means, is we've got a studying club, in the library," Remus covered, "but we just had to drop this off at the hospital wing."

McGonagall gave them a long look before nodding. "Alright, Mr. Lupin. I'll take your word for it. And, Mr. Black, please check the day of the week. I don't want you thinking Monday is the weekend and missing your retake in Transfiguration."

Sirius sighed. "I won't miss it."

They hurried down the hall. McGonagall watched them go.

"We need a quill and parchment," Sirius said when they entered the office.

"A quill and parchment? Why? I thought we were just dropping off the package," Remus said.

"Umbridge won't know who it's from," Sirius said, rushing to the desk. He began to rummage in the drawers.

"Isn't that the point?" Peter asked.

"Aha! Here's some." Sirius pulled out a piece of parchment and grabbed a quill off the desk.

When he had finished writing, he tossed the note on the package.

"'This gift is courtesy of the Marauders,'" James read.

"It's our new team name," Sirius said.

"Because it came from Minnie?" Remus asked.

"Well, that, and the fact that we're lacking a name."

"Brilliant," Peter said.

"Come on, we've got to go before she finds us," James urged.

"Alright. Back to the Common Room?" Sirius asked, closing the desk drawer.

"No, we should go to the library. That's where we told McGonagall we would be. It'll cover our tracks if she can say we were in the library when it happened," Remus pointed out.

"Come on, Remus, I don't want to do my homework, that essay on shrinking potions-"

"Do you want to get caught or not?"

"I'll get caught either way; I'm the troublemaker. You're the good one, you won't."

"It's not that I'm the good one, it's just that I'm smart enough not to get caught. You always complain about that, yet the one time I offer-"

"Okay, let's go! Homework in the library," James interrupted.

"Fine," Sirius grumbled, "but I'm not doing that bloody essay."