Remus groaned as he finally spotted Sirius on the top shelf of the cupboard. The tiny puppy was ramming his little black head against a glass bottle, apparently trying to push it over the edge to break it. He cursed himself for forgetting his wand outside and glanced back up at Sirius. Luckily, he wasn't succeeding…yet.

Remus sighed.

Never mind…

The stoppered glass beaker crashed to the ground and shattered. Luckily, at the same time a loud BOOM followed by a SPLOOSH and an "EEK!" came from the classroom, covering the noise. Remus winced as the stone dungeon floor dissolved because of the acid in the beaker. He glanced around for a ladder of some sort.

Nothing.

Sigh.

He hadn't done this since he was seventeen – it had been this store cupboard, too! He grabbed the third shelf and jumped, pulling himself up. He began climbing the wooden shelves which began to creak ominously.

"How the hell did you get up there, anyway?" he panted at Sirius, who tilted his head to once side endearingly, tongue hanging out. "Idiot mutt."

He swung himself onto the wide upper shelf, his feet sticking out over the edge. He tried to sit up and bit his tongue to stop himself from cursing as his head collided rather painfully with the hard stone ceiling. He growled as Sirius cheerfully barked and pranced to the other end of the shelf.

"God damn you dog…man, imagine if a dyslexic said that sentence…" he muttered to himself, shuffling along on his knees in the cramped space to reach the puppy.

Sirius barked cheerfully again and scampered over to Remus's outstretched hand. He snuggled up against Remus's chest and looked very contented and adorable.

"Looking cute won't get you out of trouble with me, Sirius Lee Black," he muttered, scooping up the puppy into one hand.

Now how to get back down…?

Wasn't that the million-dollar-question.

He hadn't done this since he was seventeen either, but it was that or stay here till Snape found him.

He jumped to the floor, landing safely. He silently thanked whoever was up there for his good reflexes and slipped on the invisibility cloak. He looked Sirius in the eye.

"Okay, dog, listen up. You've one rule to follow in that classroom, and that one rule has only two words." Remus held up two fingers. "Only two. Think you can handle that?"

Sirius nodded his little head.

"Shut. Up."

He looked at the lycanthrope as though to say, 'I hate you.'

"I love you too, Siri," he chuckled quietly, tucking the dog into his coat pocket. He gently opened the door and slid out. He bit back a laugh at the chaotic scene before him. If there was one thing Draco knew how to do, it was cause discord.

Draco appeared to be trying to comfort a red-in-the-face Snape, who held two large chunks of black, greasy hair in his hands. At one of the back tables, two large Slytherins were staring, apparently stunned, at a small, innocent Gryffindor girl with a book in her hand and glasses. One student's hair was sticking up and his face and torso were blacked by soot, apparently from an explosion. Purple goop dripped down him, along with the children surrounding him.

Remus shook his head and continued to the dungeon door, which was open. He took one glance back at an exclamation from Snape to find Prosper sitting on Snape's head, his head bent over as he stared directly into the Potion Master's black eyes. Remus chuckled and picked up his wand.

He made his way up to his rooms, keeping a firm hold on Sirius. He entered, closed the door and locked it firmly behind him. He then – and only then – put the puppy down. Sirius hit the door with his paw experimentally, barking in disapproval when it remained firmly shut. Remus rolled his eyes.

"Not a frozen snowball's chance in hell am I unlocking the door for you, Sirius. You're smart enough to know you pee in the shower."

The puppy sniffed in disapproval but "said" nothing. He trotted over to Remus's bed and jumped onto a chair, onto the nightstand, and into the king.

"No way. You and I are NOT sleeping in the same bed." Remus was firm about this.

Sirius yipped and dug a little tunnel under the comforter.

"Nu-uh."

The tiny puppy whined piteously as Remus reached his hand into the tunnel and dragged him out. He held him up to eyes level. Sirius barked and licked him nose. Remus sighed.

"All right, all right…fine…but only for tonight!" said Remus, knowing that it would be every night for the two weeks. Sirius barked happily.

Remus lay on his side, looking down at a sleeping Sirius. He cradled the tiny puppy in his two hands. He felt the little heart flutter against his finger.

Did Sirius…

No. Remus shook his head. His mind would not go down that path. Sirius was straight, whereas Remus…

The lycanthrope sighed and let his eyes close. He would worry about that in the morning…

Draco patted Sev on the shoulder, biting his lip to keep from bursting into laughter. He glanced up to look at the table inthe back where the two Slytherins were now bombarding the tiny girl with questions. He chuckled inwardly as she rolled her eyes, slammed her book shut, and moved to another table. He barely held in his laughter as the two Slytherins followed her and asked more. She slammed her book shut once more, threw it into her bag, said something to the two boys, and left the room just three minutes before the bell rang.

The two Slytherins left, followed by the rest of the class, the majority of which were covered in purple goop and soot.

"Whyyy?" moaned Snape. "Out of all of the teachers in this thrice-damned school, why do the gods have to hate ME!"

"...because you're an easy target?"

Snape looked up and glared at Draco. When the Potions Master looked forward again, he leaped backwards in shock. Prosper's large jade eyes stared at him as the kitten perched on his head. The kitten blinked, mewed, and whacked the Potions Master on the nose before leaping onto Draco's head once more. Draco heard his neck crack and winced.

"You're getting to big for this, Prosper," he muttered, taking the not-so-tiny kitten off his head. Prosper mewed in protest but did not get back on, instead content to snuggled up on Draco's lap. Draco absentmindedly scratched Prosper behind his left ear and the kitten closed his eyes and purred.

Snape glared at the cat, as though silently cursing it for daring to PURR in HIS presence.

"Well," said Draco, taking Prosper into his arms and standing, "nothing I can do here. Best of luck cleaning up the Sticking Solution...adieu, dear godfather!" he laughed, making his way out of the classroom at breakneck speed.

"GET BACK HERE DRACO CAMINUS MALFOY!"

Laughing, Draco continued his path to his dorm.

Draco lay on his back infront of the fireplace in the deserted common room. The plush green carpet beneath him was thickand comfortable. Prosper sat on his chest, playing with a feather. It swung back and forth in the air and the kitten - cat? - was busily swatting at it and constantly missing.

"How on earth you played Seeker and beat me I shall never know," Draco commented, watching him. Prosper flashed him a mental picture of the finger and Draco grinned. "Bad, bad kitty."

A/N Many thanks to Ashes of Stars for letting me knkow about the review response thingy - I had no idea. Why? That's what I want to know. shrugs

However, Draco hugs you all for the reviews! More later!

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Kanna