"Five more minutes!" Professor Flitwick exclaimed.

James glanced at Professor Flitwick and turned in his seat, grinning at Sirius from four seats behind him.

Sirius gave James a thumbs up. He lounged in chair with comfort, tilting it back on two legs. His dark hair fell into his eyes with a sort of elegance.

The girl behind him, Ivory, quietly leaned forward and grabbed his face, smacking her lips onto his. Sirius let out a quiet chuckle and kissed her back.

The girl sitting next to her gagged, and the boy across from Ivory looked envious.

Sirius tilted back too far and fell off his chair. Ivory hurriedly put strands of her hair in Sirius's hands as he stood up.

"Black!" Professor Flitwick shouted. "What are you doing?"

Sirius turned around and twirled Ivory's hair in his hands. "Sorry, couldn't resist touching my girlfriend. Her hair is wonderfully soft."

Professor Flitwick groaned and sighed. "Back in your seat, Black."

"Yes, sir." He saluted Professor Flitwick. Sirius sat down, but once again tilted his chair back. "I blame you for that," he whispered.

"I don't know what you mean," she replied.

Two seats along from Ivory, Remus was absorbed in his exam. He reread his answers and the questions and scratched his chin with the end of his quill.

"Quills down, please!" Professor Flitwick shouted. "That means you too, Stebbins! Please remain seated while I collect your parchment! Accio!"

More than a hundred rolls of parchment zoomed into the air and into Professor Flitwick's outstretched arms, knocking him backwards.

Several students laughed at him. A few students got up from their seats and helped him get back up.

"Thank you, thank you," he panted. "Very well, everybody, you're free to go!"

Sirius threw his arm around Ivory's shoulders as she walked with the Marauders down the hall.

"Did you like question ten, Moony?" Sirius asked.

"Loved it," he replied. " 'Give five signs that identify a werewolf.' Excellent question."

"D'you think you managed to get all the signs?" asked James in mock concern.

"Think I did. One: He's sitting on my chair. Two: He's wearing my clothes. Three: His name's Remus Lupin..."

"Four: He's a rather boring per - hey!" Ivory yelped when Remus ruffled her hair.

"Watch your mouth, young lady," he jokingly said.

Ivory stuck her stuck her tongue out at him. Sirius laughed and stuck his tongue out, touching her tongue and kissing her.

James and Remus gagged, while Peter hoped for a relationship like theirs.

"Did you actually get that?" Peter asked, causing Sirius and Ivory to break apart. "I got the snout shape, the pupils of the eyes, and the tufted tail," Peter anxiously replied,"but I couldn't think what else - "

"How thick are you, Wormtail?" James said impatiently. "You run 'round with a werewolf once a month - "

"Keep your voice down," implored Remus.

"Well, I thought that paper was a piece of cake," Sirius said. "I'll be surprised if I don't get Outstanding on it, at least."

"Me too," said James. He took out a struggling Golden Stitch out of his pocket.

"Where'd you get that?"

"Nicked it," James replied casually.

The group settled underneath the shade of a tree. Sirius watched the lake glisten with Ivory's legs over his. She poked at him and he chuckled, biting her finger playfully. She pouted and flicked his nose. He wiggled his nose and pretended to be a dog. He sniffed her like a dog, gave her slobbery kisses, and even licked her. She squealed when he licked her and her head knocked onto James's shoulder.

"Hello, James," she said as she caught the golden snitch in the air before he could.

James rolled his eyes and grabbed her nose. Ivory growled and let the snitch zoom into his face.

"OW!" James yelled.

"You rightfully deserved that," retorted Ivory before her head perked up. "Oh! There's Lily and Dawn. I'll catch you guys at dinner?"

James, rubbing his nose, nodded. Peter, feasting on some chocolate Remus gave him, nodded. Remus, absorbed in a book, waved his hand at her. Sirius pecked her lips before letting her go to run off to Lily and Dawn.