Day seven...I spent most of it not doing anything...at all...

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"I can't fucking believe this!" Sirius yelled, kicking the suit of armor in the shin and grimacing. Regret upon his face instantly.

"Sirius, come over here." Remus sighed patting the ground next to him from his spot on the floor where he and Peter had settled after giving up completely.

"No Remus! After fucking everything-"

"This is what we fuck up on?!" James spat in disgust and Sirius turned to him.

"Yes! After every goddamn prank we've pulled in this school-"

"We fail at this one because we can't teach these bloody-"

"Suits of fucking armor the words to 'White Christmas'!"

Sirius and James finished their twin speak rant, looking livid and the suits of armor behind them started up a weak rendition of 'Jingle Bells'.

"Shut up!" Sirius snarled and immediately they quieted.

"Look…" Remus started, he was supposed to be the voice of reason in the group, but often times he failed rather horribly at that when up against both James and Sirius. "It's almost 5 in the morning, we've got class tomorrow…"

"Yeah," Peter said weakly, he had been dosing in and out for the past hour and half and was really wishing for his warm bed right now. Even if he only got to spend a few hours in it. "Just let it go mates, I wanna go to sleep already."

"Fine." James muttered, looking as if it was anything but fine, Sirius didn't say anything but just started the trek back to the tower with a fowl look on his face.

"I still can't fucking believe this." James growled as he pulled his pajamas on, from behind his bed curtains Sirius snapped, "shut up James."

Remus shot Sirius' bed a glare, even though he knew the Black boy couldn't see it, it made him feel better. In a calmer voice he said, "Don't worry about it James. We'll deal with it tomorrow."

"Goodnight." Peter called out, already half asleep,feeble goodnights were sent back to him as they turned out the lights.

"Guys! Guys!"

"Wha…" Rolling over, fumbling around for his glasses James blinked blearily at Peter, who was still in his pajamas looking extremely awake.

'Guys! They think we did it on purpose! They think it's funny!"

Sirius was the first to piece it together, "the armor…the Christmas carols? They think that's funny?"

He and James shared a rather disgruntled look, "Geez, these peoples sense of humor is shit."

"Sometimes I don't know why we bother."

James fell back onto his pillow, a small smirk working it's way onto his face.

"Remus, I know you'll be disappointed, but I'm skipping morning potions. We deserved this."

"Amen to that." Sirius added, voice muffled through his pillow.

Just rolling his eye Remus shrugged, "I'll see you lot at lunch then."

As he walked down the stair to the dungeons he could already hear the deafening sound of badly sung Christmas carols and Professor McGonagall's shrieks as she tried and failed to shut them up.

He let out a small snicker and checked his watch, upping the pace a bit to make it on time. He knew they'd be in enough trouble in a few hours anyways.

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