“I dare you to find Snivellus with your cloak on and speak Parseltongue again,” Peter said to James.
He nodded and smiled, “No problem!”
“Here, take this,” Sirius said, handing him the map.

“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good,” he said, tapping the map. There he was, in the library! Easy.

“Sssss-orsssss-assssstissssss,” James whispered into Severus’ ear. He was sitting at a table, his oily nose pressed into a book.
“ARGH!” Severus screamed, jumping up.”
“SHH!” The librarian hissed at him.
James laughed and ran back to the common room, certain his legs were uncovered briefly.