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Sirius Black sat slumped in his desk, bored out of his wits

Sirius Black sat slumped in his desk, bored out of his wits. Their Muggle Studies teacher was doning on, and on, and on. His ears only pricked up when he heard the words 'end of class', then he pretended to listen intently. He glanced over at Remus, who was looking at the front in concentration. His pen was being turned in his hand, and his legs were crossed. Sirius couldn't help but notice that his sandy coloured hair was caressing his cheek. He bit his lip, and tried to bite down his blush. He turned to the front again, just as the professor was telling them about their assignment.

"Now, if I could have your full and undivided attention, and that means you, Potter and Black." Sirius and James grinned at each other, and put on innocent looks.

"Us, professor?" they asked in perfect harmony. The class sniggered, and Remus rolled his eyes. He was ashamed to admit it, but Sirius looked adorable with that look on his face. He bowed hs head to hide his blush, and looked expectantly at the teacher.

"Yes, so. If we could all, one at a time remember, come up to the front and get a laptop, including the changer."

"Charger, sir." Remus butted in. Sirius chuckled, and the two exchanged looks that they would insist never happened.

"Yes, of course. The charger. So, take them, and I would like you to go to this,website, is it?" The class nodded in pity.

"Ok. You type in with the letters at the board, and you type in ''. I want you to make an account, and at the end of the years, I will see how well you got on with the muggles. That is all. You may go to lunch now." The class quickly vanished, apart from Remus, Sirius and James, who were still collecting their laptops.

"So, what do I do with this?" James asked Sirius, turning the laptop over in his hands.

"Don't ask me mate. I'm lost."

"Doesn't take much" muttered Remus.

"What was that, Remmy?" Sirius cooed, playing with his bangs.

"Oh nothing." Remus smiled sweetly at Sirius, noticing their closeness. He moved away, picking up his bags and heading for the common room. The other two boys followed, still musing about the laptops.

"So, I press this button?" Sirius and James were lying on their backs on the floor, the laptops on their stomachs. Remus was curled up in a chair by the fire.

"Yes Sirius. Then you wait for it to load up." Remus was already on bebo. He had made his account, and was called PoInTy EaRs. He had decided on a background, and was currently making a blog. James had suceeded in crashing the computer (twice) and was in the middle of crashing it again.

"I've wiped the files? I've wiped all the files? I've wiped the internet?!" He was fretting, whilst Sirius, was, well, Sirius. He hadn't managed in turning the 'blasted' thing on. He whooped when the screen came on, then cursed loudly as his elbow nudged the off button. Half an hour later, when James was still fretting, and Sirius still hadn't turned it on, Remus decided to take pity on them. He sighed, and slid off the chair.

"Go. Just, go. Go to the kitchens and get us some food. I'll sort out your problems." The boys grinned, and leapt on Remus, praising him loudly and gladly. They ran off, whooping and cheering, trampling small first years in their wake. Remus sighed again, and started on James' laptop first. After two minutes of messing around, the laptop was up and running safely. He then turned to Sirius' and turned it on. As he waited for them to load, he realised that he had a friend request. He clicked on teh persons profile, and saw it was a Muggle from Birmingham. She was seventeen, single, and was currently at high school doing her A-levels. He decided it would be safe, and accepted her. He commented on her profile, which was very bright and colourful, which she said matched her personality.

'Hello, I'm Remus. Thank you for requesting me. I enjoyed looking at your profile, and I hope you liked mine. Sincerely, PoInTy EaRs.' As he saved it, James and Sirius walked in, weighed down with food. They both cheered when they saw their computers were up and running.

"Cheers mate!" James cried, clicking on the internet hesitantly. Sirus glanced at his laptop in fear.

"Mine doesn't like me. It wants to see me die."

"That much I doubt highly. Just click on the symbol that says Internet." When he looked up and saw Sirius looking folornly at him, he sighed shortly and rose from his chair.

"Sit" he ordered. Sirius did as much, and looked at the screen in awe. "Now, click on that. Twice." He pointed to the correct symbol. He glanced over at James' computer.

"Thats right. Now click on that." For the next hour, poor Remus was stuck in between his best friends, showing them how Bebo worked. This was going to be a long project.

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