“First things, first, Potter. We are here strictly for Head issues, alright? This doesn’t mean anything so don’t take it the wrong way.” I surveyed him coldly, but was alarmed to see him nodding back.

     “I agree, Evans. This is strictly for business.”

    “Erica? This is Heather. I think you two already know each other.” He pecked Heather on the cheek before turning back to me. “She’s my new girlfriend.”

            I stared into Sirius’ eyes for any memory of our last evening kiss, but there was no registration that he did.

    A week had already passed and Isabelle hadn’t even glanced at Remus. Unfortunately because of that Remus was close to pulling his hair out from frustration. It’s sad to see Remus like this, since he’s always so cool, calm and collected…so mature! As I walked into the boys dormitory, readying myself for fun over the weekend, I spotted Remus slouched in an armchair, Sirius and Peter on each side of him in a reassuring manner.

 

    There went my weekend.

“How could you choose to look at the floor when you can look at my handsome face?” Andrew’s bright voice echoed in the empty room, but I still refused to look at him.

 “I’m not looking at the floor. I’m looking at a worm and I prefer to look at the worm than look at your face.” I shifted my feet uncomfortably.