'Did you see the look on Snape's face?'

Remus looked up from his book when he heard his fellow roommates' loud, boisterous voices outside the dorm room. The door was pushed open to reveal three 17-year-old boys laughing hysterically to something that was most likely below their maturity level, at least in Remus' opinion. James walked to his four-poster bed and plopped onto it, still laughing. His lithe chaser's frame shook the bed.

'And Avery looked about ready to lay an egg, he was so red!' said short, plump Peter, finding his own bed to the right of Remus'.

'What did you guys do this time?' Remus asked exasperatedly, 'or do I really want to know?'

Suddenly, a great black dog leapt up and started licking his frowning face. Unable to keep from smiling when Sirius acted like this, Remus started giggling, only to receive a mouthful of dog saliva.

'Ew, Padfoot! Disgusting!' Remus rolled over, trying to cover his face quite unsuccessfully. Sirius in dog form was always like this, cuddly and excitable. Much like he was in his human form.

'Aw, Pads. Change back so you can tell Moony all about our latest adventure,' Remus heard James say, but he was mostly drowned out by loud barking. Sirius had jumped down from Remus' bed and had run to Peter, who was now petting a very contented-looking dog.

'James is right, change now,' Peter said. The dog let out a sort of sigh, and in the blink of an eye, he'd returned to his regular human form. He jumped up and skipped over to Remus' bed once more, sitting on the edge.

'That was a very girly skip,' Remus remarked, picking up the book that had fallen to the floor during the dog's attack.

'I'm very hyper!' Sirius said, swinging his legs back and forth off the bed like a child.

'You always are,' James said, chuckling. He had taken out his broom (best of its class) and was polishing it. Peter had joined James on his bed, admiring the broom – or James, Remus wasn't quite sure which.

'Ah, but you wouldn't have me any other way!' Sirius said, fluttering his eyelashes and shooting James his brilliant smile. It was famous among the girls at Hogwarts.

'Anyway, Remy, we decided to pull a prank,' he said. Moony rolled his eyes.

'You guys? A prank? Why, it's unheard of!' He put a hand to his heart in fake consternation, dodging a slap to the head from the boy at the foot of his bed.

'I know, right? So we decided to get the Slytherin boys back for putting itching powder in our Quidditch uniforms. Wormy snuck into the potions classroom and dropped a dung bomb under each of the Slytherin's cauldrons!' James and Peter were laughing again, Wormtail snorting.

'What a mess it made! Professor Dunbrack yelled so loudly and them, and she gave them all detentions Friday night. We left the Ravenclaw's cauldrons alone though,' he finished mischieviously.

'How did Peter get in without being seen?' Remus exclaimed, incredulous.

'He transformed, of course. And he did a great job carrying those dung bombs,' James said, ruffling Peter's hair. Peter reddened. 'Reckon it's the first time Snape got less than an O in Potions.'

Remus was surprised. James and Peter rarely transformed when the moon was full. He smiled at the little blond boy before reverting his attention to Sirius, who was now humming a showtune and waving his arm in front of Remus' face.

'And guess what! Peter got a date!' Peter sharply looked away from James, confusion apparent in his eyes.

'What? I-I did?'

'Well, I was supposed to go to Hogsmeade with Melinda O'Reilly, but she's not really my type. More Peter's, I reckon. So I'll tell her I can't go and that Pete will go instead! I'm a genius. A hungry genius, that is. When's lunch?' Remus was used to Sirius' ideas constantly changing and his perpetual hyper state. He actually liked it, though sometimes it could be quite overwhelming. Not today, though. Remus had spent his free period stufying for the upcoming NEWTs, and was feeling gloomy. He needed cheering up, and Sirius was exactly the person for the job. He could always make Remus smile, no matter what.

'In ten minutes. Now, you should spend the rest of the period studying. Exams are coming up, and –'

'In a month and a half! Not everyone can be the perfect student you are,' said Sirius, pouting.

'Anyway, we'll still be top of the class,' said James arrogantly (yet truthfully).

'You're Head Boy! You should be setting a good example. Peter, why don't you study with me?' Remus coaxed the boy. Peter had always been easily influenced. It was usually easy to get him to do whatever the others wanted.

'Well, ok—'

'Nope! We're going to talk about Lily Evans, aren't we, Wormy? Ooh, and your date.' James started talking animatedly about his girl problems with Peter, who looked apologetic, but then turned his attention to a very self-absorbed James.

Remus shook his head and reopened his Arithmancy book. It was promptly knocked out of his hands by Sirius, who had scooted from the foot of the bed to sit next to Remus. He layed his head on Remus' shoulder.

'Um… hello, can I help you?' Remus said, looking at Sirius' handsome face.

'Yes!' Sirius exclaimed.

'With what?'

'Well, see…' Sirius widened his eyes. 'Merlin! I forgot.'

'Can't have been important then.' Remus found this proximity making him rather claustrophobic.

'Why are you so cuddly lately? I mean, more than usual.'

'I am? Well,' Sirius said slowly, 'I haven't shagged anyone in nearly a month.' He nodded once quickly. 'It's a new record for me,' he whispered, as if it was a big secret. It wasn't. Practically every girl in school swooned over Sirius, and most above the age of 13 had gone on some sort of date with him. He'd even been with a few blokes before, he didn't really seem to care about the gender. Sirius was practically a legend, and even the teachers had heard about his exploits.

After the seventh time Sirius had walked into the dorm late at night (or early in the morning), announcing he'd shagged some random girl, Remus had stopped counting. Tales of Remus' adventures weren't quite so widespread, mainly because he didn't have any, neither did James nor Peter. Up until last year, James still thought the best way to get a girl's (or Lily's) attention was by insulting her, and Peter was just hopeless.

'I'm hungry!' Sirius interrupted Remus' thoughts.

'You said that already.'

'I hope there's roast beef with that yummy gravy. It's probably maybe my favourite. I also like the fried dumplings, but this one time, I ate them and…' Sirius continued with a story Remus had probably heard at least four times, but it was easier to let him talk.

He reached over to his bedside table, grabbing some of the chocolate he always kept there. Sirius eyed it hungrily, but didn't dare take any. He'd learned his lesson about chocolate the first week of Hogwarts ever, when Remus had given him a black eye for trying to take some. He, nor any of the other students at Hogwarts, had ever touched Remus' chocolate again.

Sirius continued to babble, now onto the subject of the pros and cons of spellotape, not noticing that Remus wasn't really paying attention. The young werewolf looked over to James' bed, where Peter was nodding frequently to something James had just said. His face was flushed slightly.

Remus sometimes thought that he didn't really deserve his friends, even if Peter was sometimes a little boring and Sirius not boring enough. He had been so lucky when the Sorting Hat had declared him a Gryffindor. At first he'd been less than happy about his dormmates.

Sirius Orion Black; who was from a very pure-blood family that openly used Dark Magic and turned down their noses to werewolves as much as muggleborns.

James Potter; a boy who, even during their first year, had already started playing pranks on the girls and was trying to assert his natural leadership (in other words, being bossy).

Peter Pettigrew; a small boy who easily could have passed for much younger, and stuttered constantly.

Remus now smiled fondly towards Peter. He sometimes tsill stuttered when he was nervous or excited. Remus now knew that he could never have asked for better friends. He owed so much to them. He returned his attention to Sirius, who was looking at him expanctantly.

'Huh? Did you ask me something?'

'I said, what are you doing this Sunday? It's a Hogsmeade weekend, remember?' Sirius rolled his eyes. 'Don't tell me you were planning to stay here and study!'

'Well, I—'

'I know! We'll meet up at the Three Broomsticks at noon for food and drinks.' Sirius positively beamed at this idea.

'Yeah, but James is going with Lily and Peter with Melinda.'

'Oh… well it'll just be the two of us.'

'You're sure?'

Sirius got a strange look in his eye. Usually, Remus was good at reading Padfoot's many changing moods, but this was totally new.

'Yep. It's a date!' He chuckled, bounced of the bed and ran out the door, yelling 'Lunch time! Food! Omnomnom!'

Remus shook his head and followed him out the door, tailed by James and Peter, who was now asking James what to wear on his date.