"Sirius Orion Black!" a furious voice shouted. Almost instantly, a twenty-year-old man with black hair stood beside the first man. He was grinning wide at the trouble he was expecting.

"Yes, mum?" said the man, Sirius. His grin stretched even farther across his face as the first man wipped out a piece of paper.

"What's this?" asked he, holding it in Sirius's face.

"Oh, Moony, you found it!" Sirius gushed, "Geez, Remus, I wrote that ages ago!"

"When?!" said Remus, "I never saw it before now!"

Sirius thought a minute before replying (a most un-Sirius-like event), when he said, "Possibly third year... Read it out loud?" Remus refused, only slapping the small paper over Sirius's face. James came in the room, and pulled the paper off Sirius.

"What is that?" James asked.

"Read it, Prongs! I wrote it ages ago!" laughed Sirius. James read the following:

The Bird

Soars

As Moony Snores.

I wish

He was

The Bird.

"That's.. so.. good, mate!" James laughed, tears coming to his eyes because of how hard. "And to think.. you never.. wrote any of.. your own.. school papers!"

"I wrote some..." Sirius said, "...Ish..." Remus glared through the doorway at his friends, having a laugh at his expence.