This is a continuation of the chapter "Snape's worst memory" in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Slight anticipation of slash here, but I haven't really decided yet… Enjoy and for god's sake review!

… "Who wants to see me take off Snivellus' pants?"

The crowd closest to James gave a wicked cheer, and Sirius roared with laughter.

Severus was still struggling for all he was worth to hold up his robes to cover his bare legs, but hanging upside down makes that a quite impossible trick to master.

James threw a look back at Remus and Peter underneath the tree. Peter was sniggering like mad, his small eyes shining with a kind of wicked evil that a shy and naïve boy like himself very rarely expressed. Remus, however, seemed determined not to throw the scene a single look; he kept staring into his book with a face of stone.

James shrugged and turned back towards the struggling Slytherin with a self-satisfied grin.

"I guess Evans has got herself to blame for missing the best part of the show." He declared nonchalantly, he advanced at Severus, accompanied by a grinning-like-mad Sirius. Severus was turning dark red in his face while now desperately fighting to hold his robe up and at the same time trying to reach his wand lying in the grass beneath him.

"Oh, Snivellus, stop struggling!" James sang, throwing a glance at Sirius. "You're only making this harder on yourself."

"Petrificus totalus!" Sirius swung his wand casually and Severus' arms were glued to his sides and his robes fell back to reveal his underwear once again.

"Wait, I think I've got the perfect spell for this, the 'ripping spell' Remus taught us, what was it now…?" Sirius was scratching his chin thoughtfully with his wand. Meanwhile, James got down on one knee and parted Severus' dangling robes with his wand so that he could see his face.

"You see Snivellus, you never should have blown up my cauldron in Potions last week, not when Evans was standing close enough to get burned."

"I don't care if the mudblood got hot potion all over her dirty face!" Severus snarled wildly. James continued talking like he didn't hear, but Severus could see his hazel eyes blaze at the word mudblood.

"Personally I don't see why she keeps defending you when you're obviously nothing more but a cold-hearted, greasy git! And considering the way you always manages to keep your… cool… in all times, this lesson shouldn't be too hard for you to swallow with your regular slimy grace."

He stood up and gave Sirius a determined nod, but Sirius only shook his head and frowned.

"Oi, Remus!" Remus looked up slightly, but then avoided Sirius' eyes carefully.

"Moony," called Sirius again, "how did that spell go again? I wouldn't wanna have to actually TOUCH his underwear!" A few Rawenclaw girls nearby giggled.

Remus bit his lower lip hard, then called with hesitation:

"Seperaro… reversa."

"That's it, seperaro!" Sirius shone up wickedly.

"Don't forget 'reversa'…" Remus added hesitantly. James raised his wand, chuckling to himself.

"This is for your own good, Snivelly. Seperaro reversa!" By this time, every student on the ground was watching quietly, some grinning and some with an appalled look on their faces.

James' wand gave a few sparks, but nothing happened. Severus' boxers were still very intact. You could see the Slytherin's terrified face change into bewilderment.

James looked at his wand disappointedly.

"What the-" Sirius stared at Severus boxers with furrowed eyebrows.

"Is your wand working properly James?"

"Yes! It's bloody new!"

"Do you think maybe he's got some sort of an indestructible-charm on his dirty underwear…?" Sirius asked, although the thought of it made him laugh childishly.

But after a while, James got a more troubled look on his face. He looked around him and then, quite quickly, took a look down inside the collar of his own robes. A look of horror spread across his handsome face.

"Uh… Sirius, I – um… I think I'm going to head back to the common room…"

"What…?" Sirius asked as if he had heard him wrong. James face was beginning to grow hot.

"Um, yeah… could you take the git down to the ground, thanks. See you 'round…" And he quickly made his way to the front doors, although he was walking a bit funny, as if trying to hold something between his legs…

"Bu- but…!" Sirius stuttered. At this time the Petreficus Totalus curse began to wear off and Severus managed to grasp his wand and made himself fall to the ground.

Sirius stared down at the crawling boy, and then at the front doors again. The fun of torturing Snivellus was absolutely gone with James, and the crowd seemed to have lost interest with James' very confusing behaviour.

Sirius shrugged, gave a bored sigh and followed his companion into the castle; eventually Peter got up and hurried after.

When finally untangled from his robes, Severus struggled to his feet and snapped his bag from the ground, letting his hair land effectively across his face to hide his utter embarrassment. When he threw the bag over his shoulder, he froze staring at the werewolf still sitting underneath the tree with the book resting in his lap. Remus was staring back at him, a look without any hate or judgement what so ever. Severus narrowed his eyes in pure despise and took off towards the Dark Forest, hiding behind his curtain of black hair, clutching his books tightly. Remus' gaze followed him way into the covering darkness.

A reversing spell… Severus was surprised James hadn't recognised the word 'reversa', a simple addition that turned the spell around and upon the sorcerer.

Well hidden inside the forest, Severus dropped his bag again, staring into thin air.

Then, with growl of rage, he smashed his fist into the nearest tree, making the skin of his knuckles burst.

A/n: I guess I could continue this, but I need response in that case! And some requests maybe? Feel free to inspire me! And just so you know, I'm not some Marauders-hater, I just think James and Sirius were acting a bit like complete idiots at the age of sixteen… Now be a good little reader and press the review button!     Cheers