"We have too! It's the assignment!" Peter Pettigrew did his best whine, 100% guaranteed to get on anyone's nerves and thus get him what he wants so that he'd stop whining.

Unless you were Remus Lupin and thus impervious.

"No. Absolutely not!" Remus folded his arms over his chest. He was being stubborn, which meant the Marauders' Muggle Studies grade just went down the toilet.

James could hear the flushing sound.

"After all the research on this I did," James stated, going for the guilt trip angle.

"You asked Lily Evans what her favorite Muggle fairy tale was when she was a kid and asked her to tell us. That's not research, James, its mild conversation in between snogging sessions."

Uh-oh, Remus was resorting to backhanded insults and getting picky about how the homework got done. It was time to bring in the big guns. It was now up to the Grand Master, the Mighty Sirius Black to turn the tide of this battle. Sirus had a double whammy.

"Mr. Perfect Prefect Moony is more than willing to let himself and his friends take a failing grade instead of putting on a little costume." Sirius' jibe struck Remus where it would do some damage, his grade point average, and Remus flinched slightly but still stubbornly held his ground.

"Ah, come on, Remus! Who would suspect you're a werewolf after this? It's the perfect ruse!" Remus was starting to cave, the other three could almost smell his hesitation.

"And not funny," Remus tried to valiantly come back.

Sirius grinned and went in for the kill. "You're just jealous because James came up with the idea and got snogged at the same time." Remus frowned repressively at his friends as they started to snigger.

"Poor Prefect Moony," cooed Peter.

"All those books and I got it from the girl," teased James.

"Sore loser," added Sirius.

"OH ALL RIGHT! FINE!" shouted Remus, caving. "I'll dress up but its either you in drag," he pointed at James, who at once paled at the mere thought, "or all three of you are oinking." His grin was appropriately wolfish. "Three little pigs built houses of straw, wood and brick, but this big bad wolf has got a WAND!"

The other three groaned. "Thanks, James," groaned Peter and Sirius in unison.

"Oops," groaned James.

Remus only grinned wolfishly.

End.