Well... here's an update. Quite last minute, but I have some glitter in my eye. Someone threw it at me .

"Come on," Sirius hovered over his three friends, his glance darting out to the hundreds of possible prank spies and back to the breakfast table. "Come on, come on."

James held a piece of toast in his hand and watched in amusement as Remus took the longest and slowest sip of pumpkin juice known to man. None of them paid much attention to Peter, who complied with Sirius's directions by shoving anything within reach quickly into his mouth.

"Guys," Sirius's tone went from bossy to whiny in 3 seconds flat. "If we don't get down to the potions dungeon now, someone will see us going and will stop us. I want a clear shot at the potions supplies."

"Explain it again," Remus said, narrowing his eyes. "Use more words. And breathe occasionally."

"Yeah, I smell a rat... Oh wait, that's just me," Peter said with a grin. He always tried that joke out, hoping that someday, somehow, it would be funny. It never was.

James ruffled his hair as Sirius responded. "Okay, I got that package of snarfle eggs through the mail. Apparently, they are specially bred chickens, and the properties of the eggs are unknown. We are going to go down and find out some of the properties of the eggs by breaking into Professor Splishinsplash's supply cabinet and stealing supplies. Now, can we go?"

James heaved a sigh. "Finish your Fruit Loops, Wormtail."

Peter looked perplexed. "But I already ate my Fruit Loops." They all stared at the very full bowl of Fruit Loops, looking quite soggy now. Sitting next to it was an empty bowl with traces of colorful matter.

"Wormtail! You ate my snarfle eggs! Those were expensive. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Uh... my stomache hurts."

James ruffled his hair.