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"POTTER! BLACK! LUPIN!" Professor Snape ran through the halls amid the many laughs and shouts. His robes, hair, and face had all turned a lurid pink, much to the staff and students' amusement. "It was you! I know it was!"

While the spitting Professor stormed the school looking for the troublemakers, the said three were cracking up, watching from underneath the invisibility cloak.

"This is just too funny," muttered Sirius to James, who was silently snickering.

"You two shouldn't be laughing," Remus reminded them. "He's going to be furious when he finds the three of us."

"Come on, Moony," Sirius chuckled. "Lighten up and laugh at our pink professor."

"I suppose," Remus grinned as Snape started spitting pink spit on some second years.

They couldn't hide forever though. That night, Snape caught up with them next to the sixth floor painting of the French wizard Garfield Grilly.

"There you are," Snape hissed as he came up behind them. They turned around, smiling. Well, Sirius was smiling. Remus and James had the good sense to look a bit nervous.

"Do you three think that this is funny?" Snape yelled in fury, his voice reaching a low growl.

"Yes, sir," Sirius replied cheekily.

"Well then," Snape said, his sneer growing pronounced, "You two will be having a detention tomorrow night with Professor Carrow. Nine o'clock."

"We'll be there," James said with a grin.

Snape nodded curtly to the three boys and departed, his cloak flapping like the bat he was.

Remus turned to his two best friends, a look of astonishment on his face. "You two," he began, "Just mouthed off to the headmaster."

"No," James corrected him. "We mouthed off to Snape. There's a difference."

"Not really," Remus said, growing a bit angry. "Snape isn't a seventeen year old boy that you hex for fun here. He's an adult, one who is most certainly a Death Eater, and killed Albus Dumbledore!"

"Oh yeah," Sirius muttered, he and James looking a bit ashamed. "I forgot about that."

"Look," James said. "Why don't we go tell Neville that we're alive and that all we got was a detention?"

Remus and Sirius followed James up to the portrait hole. As they entered, they were pounced upon by the red-head, Ginny, from the DA meeting.

"You three just pulled off one of the biggest pranks I've ever seen." She gaped at them, her eyes wide. "Not even my older brothers could have done that, and they made a swamp in the Charms corridor two years ago."

"Really?" Sirius asked. "We tried that, but McGonagall caught us and put us in detention."

"Speaking of detention," Neville wandered over to where the four of them were talking. "What did Snape say when he caught you?"

"He was really mad," Remus explained. "But all he gave us was a detention with Carrow."

"Carrow?" Neville turned white. "Detention? With Carrow?"

"Yeah, why?" James asked absentmindedly.

"Because my friend Terry Boot in Ravenclaw had a detention with him on Monday," Neville said, looking at them with wide eyes."

"That's right," Ginny took a sharp intake of breath. "They….they…"

"They what?" Sirius demanded. "What happened to this Boot fellow?"

"They preformed the Cruciatus curse on him," Neville whispered.

"Oh, my," Remus stared at his friends, and they stared back, wide-eyed. The three looked back to Neville and Ginny, who were looking at them like they were already picking out the gravesite.

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