Obviously, I didn't get far. I didn't even get to the common room before I was pounced on and easily pinned down by the huge dog. It swiftly turned into Sirius, who was frowning at me, lines of confusion on his face, "What's your problem?"
"You are, at the moment!" I said hysterically, trying to push him off to no avail. James and Peter were looking down at me now, and I felt cornered.
"We did it for you," Sirius told me miserably, "Why aren't you happy? Now you won't be alone for the moons!" He didn't understand, why didn't he understand, my brain screamed. Sure, it was a nice idea, but there was no way it would work. I briefly wondered how many laws they broke by doing this.
Sirius seemed to take my thinking for calming down, because he let me up. I wanted to run, but knew it would be ineffective. Instead, I said carefully, "You all managed it?" It was an impressive feat, after all.
"Peter just got it," James told me excitedly, "Sirius got it first, then me, then Peter. Want to see? It's so awesome!"
We made our way back to the dormitories hurriedly. They all showed me their forms. Sirius unnecessarily changed into the dog, James into the stag, and lastly, Peter to the rat. "I wish I got a better animal," Peter said, but his voice was proud, "I think I'd make a good bird. Not a turkey, though. Maybe something… exotic."
Sirius laughed jovially, "Oh yes, you just scream 'exotic'. Though a penguin might have suited you, you walk the same way, don't you think?" James and Peter giggled, in the manliest way possible of course, at this.
"I'm surprised you're not a peacock," I told Sirius, pretending to be very solemn, "Extremely vain creatures, peacocks." He gasped, looking very offended, but after a few moments he started to laugh, unable to keep a straight face.
Maybe, I supposed, this wasn't such a bad idea. And after all, they had broken hundreds of rules before, which are basically laws, so there's not a big difference. I was also curious about what the moons would be like to be able to have my friends at my side, but at this thought I paled. I didn't want them to see me as that beast! What if I hurt one of them? No, I was wrong, this was a bad idea after all!
"Me and Peter are going to grab some food from the kitchens," James said decidedly, "Any special requests? No, Sirius, we're not going to ask them for penguin, so don't even ask. Well, be back in a flash!"
As they left, Peter's voice trailed back to the room, "I bet they'd try to get some, you know, penguin, if we asked." Sirius grinned, not unlike the Cheshire cat.
"Um," I said, cautiously. I paused momentarily to ponder the ratio of times I say 'um' to other words, but continued talking anyway, "I think I change my mind. This is a bad idea after all. I mean –"
Sirius cut me off, "No, I'm sorry, you can't do that." I raised an eyebrow. "I forbid you from panicking and/or reconsidering." He even gave me his sternest glare.
"Oh, I guess it's okay, so long as I'm forbidden," I couldn't help but laugh, and be very thankful I had such fantastic friends, even though I'm sure they did it more for their own benefit and amusement than out of concern for me, it was still a nice gesture.
Sirius distracted me away from my thoughts with a bear hug. "You look so happy when you look happy," he commented. I felt my face go a bit red, and I pushed him away and laughed. James and Peter returned soon afterwards, arms full of various goodies courtesy of the kitchen elves, and we celebrated their accomplishment well into the night.