"Sirius, you didn't!" To his credit, the boy at his side turned equally as pale.

"Are you sure it was in there Moony? Are you absolutely positive that you didn't put it somewhere else? Like on top of the table, or...maybe it's already in your bag?" Remus Lupin slumped to the floor, head in his hands.

"I always put my assignments in this spot when they're done, so I can find them. Sirius, you just ate my bloody term paper! This thing counts as half my Potions and Herbology grades! Professor Slugworth was good enough to extend my deadline already because of the last full moon. What am I supposed to do now? Say, 'I'm sorry sir, but an illegal grim at my bloody term paper? Can I just maybe have another few bloody weeks to finish six bloody feet on the properties of the aconite family and what makes wolfsbane deadly to werewolves?' And Professor Sprout?! She'll be so disappointed! Sirius, You ate my homework!" Sirius felt it was in his best interest not to inform that other boy that he was shrieking. Especially when Remus got a steely glint in his eyes.

"Moony, dear pal, what are you planning?" He backed up as the werewolf drew his wand.

"It can't have had time to digest. I'm going to summon every last scrap out of you and spell it back together." Sirius tripped over some hastily dumped bedclothes as he tried to back peddle.

"You can't be serious! No Moony, please I don't want to throw up your homework!" The wolf set his jaw.

"Yes, well, I didn't want you to eat it. Accio Remus' homework!" Throwing his hands over his mouth, Sirius was surprised when a bundle of tattered strips of paper came flying by his head and not from his guts. They stared in disgust at the shredded heaps of parchment, marked with rat droppings and mixed with strips of fabric and bits of string.

"Ewww, Peter you bloody bastard." With a disgusted face Remus pointed his wand at the mess. "Repario!" Sirius winced as the smell continued to drift off the now neatly rolled parchment.

"I'll just go find Lily then." He edged towards the door. "She might know a good spell for removing oders." He watched hi friend's hand clench tighter around his wand.

"Please do. Sorry I accused you of eating my homework Pads." Sirius shrugged, ignoring the warm feeling in his guts.

"Not a problem. You, uh, want me to send Peter up here too?" He grinned at the glint in his friend's eye.

"No, but do send James up. I think I know what happened to his lucky quidditch sweater."