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"What am I going to do, Moony?" One obviously distraught James Potter flopped onto his friend's bed, oblivious to the sickening pop of a werewolf knee when the boy crashed onto it.
"What are you going to do about what?" asked Remus as he calmly put a bookmark in Hogwarts, A History.
"LILY!" Remus nodded sagely. It was always about the redhead. "How am I going to woo her?"
The werewolf smiled slightly. He was very proud of having introduced the word "woo" into the older boy's vocabulary, proclaiming that it sounded much more agreeable than "shag", "get", or worst of all, "marry". Plus, it allowed Sirius the pleasure of roaming about going "woooooo, Mooooo" like a strange cow during his and James' therapy sessions. "Well, why don't you try to find out what she likes? Like that time that Sirius found out all my favorite Honeyduke's flavors and gave them to me at Christmas." Remus' smile widened just a bit.
"But all he had to do was sneak into your trunk when you were in the library!" cried the black-haired boy. "I can't even get into her room!"
"You could try asking around," he advised.
"Who? All her friends hate me." James buried his face in Remus' quilt. "Plus, Pads getting you a Christmas present is completely different than me and Lily and Valentine's Day. It's special. Plus, he didn't have wooing to do!" Remus glanced at Sirius, eyes twinkling.
"I'm sure you'll find something, Prongs," Sirius said, clapping James firmly on the shoulder, officially putting an end to this week's session. James nodded grimly and left the room, no doubt to stare morosely into the Common Room fire.
Remus picked his book back up. "I don't know why he still comes to me," he said to no one in particular.
"You give good advice." Sirius grinned. "After all, you were wooed by the best."
The sandy haired boy chuckled. "Not that he knows anything about that. And it's not like my advice has gotten him anywhere." He didn't mention that he was thinking more about how everyone came to him with questions. Peter wanted to know what to wear and who to talk to, James wanted to know how to win Lily, Sirius wanted to know if he wanted anything from the kitchens and what the answers to the charms homework were. Well, all of them wanted to know the answers to the charms homework.
"He'll get there someday," Sirius declared confidently, "assuming he actually follows your advice to the letter for once."