Authors Note: The story was written for the 100quills prompt challenge at LiveJournal. The prompt was Motion.
Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling, and do not own any of the characters, Hogwarts or any other part of the Harry Potter universe. If you recognise it, it's not mine.
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Wands twirled around through the air, sparks and jets of light flying out. He laid back, his eyes resting on the goblet in front of him. He's changed the colour of it ten times now, trying to find the best one to suit its style.
He only had to do it once, and then call Professor McGonagall over, but he'd got it first time round, without any trouble, and he couldn't stand people thinking he was cheating.
Because he didn't cheat, he was just very good at transfiguration. Everyone had there easy class; everyone had there bludge class. Transfiguration just happened to be his.
"Hey Prongs," Sirius whispered beside him.
"What?" he replied, keeping his voice low.
Sirius shifted in his seat, so that he could look at James better. "Do you think Moony will ever talk to me again?" he asked, shooting Remus an anxious look.
"He knows you didn't mean it," James reasoned, also looking over at the boy in question, and thinking back to the conversation that they had had the night before. "He just wants to make sure you learn your lesson."
Sirius sighed, and sank deeper into the chair. He put his hands behind his head, and his crossed his ankles. "I didn't mean to. I swear..."
"Yeah I know, and so does Moony. Look, just wait and see what happens. We all stuff up, right?" James replied. "You just happened to stuff up a little bigger then the rest of us."
"Yeah, I guess I have," he whispers.
Suddenly, professor McGonagall was in front of them. "Can you repeat it?"
"Yes Professor," James and Sirius said in unison.
They twirled there wands, the motion just a swirl of colour. The goblets both turned a bright, Gryffindor red.
"Very good boys," she commented. "You may start on your essay now."
They both groaned, taking out parchment and quills. "I'll talk to Moony tonight," James promised. "Try and convince him to redeem you."
"Thanks."
"No problem."