James dropped with a huff to his bed, leaving his legs dangling off the edge to kick off his shoes.

"Hey, where's Eric? Haven't seen him for awhile, have we?" He asks, to no one in particular.

"Who the hell is Eric?" Sirius replies looking up from his desk across the room.

"Our roommate, you knob," James laughed as he pulled off his robes and tossed them toward his wardrobe.

"Do you mean Tim?" Remus turned in his desk chair, looking between the two like a disappointed mother hen.

"Tim!" James jabbed a finger at Remus with a triumphant expression, "yeah, where is Tim?"

Remus sighed as he turned back to his potions essay, "he's been staying with the Hufflepuffs since you and Sirius started hexing and sending sparks at each other in the middle of the night. Which, by the way, as Prefect I have to tell you to st-" he was interrupted by a swift pillow to the back of his head. He sighed before hurling it back across the room towards James' bed.