Remus usually payed attention in class, but this Friday afternoon in Transfiguration, inspiration had just flowing all day from his mind onto a sheet of paper (he had stopped using parchment once he had found out it was made from calf skin) and could not care less of how to turn a canary into a wedding cake.
Sirius, on the other hand, had been struck by the block of writers. Of Doom.
"Gah I'm going insane!" he screamed out loud and pulled chunks of hair off his head, so McGonagall shot a mouth-zipping spell at him.
James reached for the roll Sirius had been writing on a read it.
"The day Evans realized she was an ugly wart on a pig's ass. Ok, so you got a title, that's always a start..."
Sirius unzipped his mouth.
"So what do you think?"
James rolled his eyes. "I know you hate Evans but have you realized we haven't written one fic of our number one enemy? You gotta hate him more than her!"
Sirius thought about it. "It's two different kinds of hate...Well, not really when you think about it...If she was a guy I'd probably harass her too..."
James dropped a wedding cake over Sirius' head.
"Don't you even DARE suggest that Evans is equal Snape in anyway! You just can't stand that there is ONE girl at Hogwarts that has realized what a superficial scum you really are!"
"Please, I could easily get her to fall for me, but I'd rather save myself the torture"
"Oh yeah? Exactly how?" James got out his notebook.
"Hm. Method 4 would probably work on her..."
"What's that?"
"When you let the target walk in on you in a vulnerable stage. She'd be all like 'Gee, I had no idea you had feelings' and...well, I think you get the picture"
"GEnius! I'm so gonna try that sometime. Heck, I'm gonna write it!"
James started writing on the backside of the testresults McGonagall had returned at the start of the class.
Sirius tried to get a peek at what Remus had written, but he just snatched the fic off the desk.
"No peeking!"
"Why not?"
"Because it's not finished yet"
"What's it about then?"
"James goes through a sex change because he thinks that will make Snape love him"
James flew at Remus, knocking him off the chair in the process, trying to reach for the fic.
"Give it to me! So I can tear it to pieces, you walking sack of ostriches!"
"The word is oestrogen, beatch!"
"You would know, wouldn't you!"
A couple of manly flying punches later, McGonagall separated the two and gave them both detention.
And because Sirius was feeling left out, he sent a flock of seagulls after Snape and Lily.