Padfoot and his Pup

5. | Furry Little Problem

Marauder Era. I'm sure the title gives away the plot of this story. I know it's been done before but I wanted to write it.
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"Sirius, mate! Help me out or I'll die!" Rolling his eyes at his best friend's antics, Sirius closed the magazine he had been thumbing through and looked up. "Who was it this time, Prongs?"

James sighed exaggeratedly and pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. "Well, there I was, in the Great Hall, talking to Evans. Wanted to ask her out you know and then old Minne storms in, screaming my name. Apparently she wasn't too pleased about the stink sap in her quill. She figured out it was me. Gave me detention for this Saturday."

Throwing his head back, Sirius let out a bark like laugh. Sirius, James and their classmates had returned for their fifth year at Hogwarts. Sirius hadn't been able to come back on the first of September since his father had passed away and so he had to fill in as the Black Lord. James had been bored without his best friend so he'd decided to go pranking by himself.

"Seriously James? You got caught? I must say, you're losing your touch." Sirius commenting and ducked as a pillow sailed past his head. "Haha. That's really funny. Now, stop being annoying and help me out." Said James looking very put out. "It's a Hogsmeade weekend and the last thing I want is to scrub cauldrons when everyone else is out."

From amongst the four friends, Sirius was the one with the sly tongue. He'd talked Professors into cancelling their detentions quite a few times. He gave James his trademark smirk. "Say the magic words, James and I'll do it."

James groaned and buried his head into a pillow and mumbled something. "Say what mate? Didn't quite catch that." Sirius said. James lifted his head and gave Sirius a playful glare. "Sirius Black is the best  prankster to ever roam this planet."

"There now. That wasn't so hard, was it? Now listen closely."

The two of them found Mcgonagall in her office, grading papers. James knocked twice in quick succession after which they heard a curt 'come in'. "Minnie, how have you been? It's been too long, hasn't it?" Said Sirius, holding up his hand for a high five. Professor Mcgonagall was unamused. "Mr. Black, firstly, please do not call me that. Secondly, I saw you only this afternoon. You were late for class, if I'm not mistaken." She said, giving him a disapproving look.  She'd already docked five points back then. "Oh well Professor, it wasn't entirely my fault. Nicole and I were just talking and the next thing I know is that we're both inside the broom cupboard snoggi-"

"Mr. Black! I don't need to know the..... details regarding your time with Miss Clarkson." Said Mcgonagall, looking extremely uneasy. Sirius simply gave her an innocent look. "Why are you both here, may I ask?"

"Well, we just had certain doubts in context to Transfiguration." Said James. The professor first looked at James and then Sirius. The latter was a natural at Transfiguration (not that she'd ever admit it) so it was highly doubtful that he had any difficulties. Nevertheless, as a professor she needed to make sure students understood what was taught.

"What are your difficulties?"

"Can we use the Ducklifors jinx to transfigure your opponent into a swan instead of a duck?" Asked James, trying to contain his grin.

"No, Mr. Potter."

"If we say the human to bone spell backwards, can we turn a bone into a human?"

"No."

"Can we use Scribblifors to magically scribble on parchments?"

"No."

"Is it possible to......"