"Remus! Remus!" whispered Sirius Black through the thick darkness of the
boy's dorm room at midnight. The only illumination was an occasional flash
of lightning. The soft tapping of raindrops on the windows had helped ease
the boys to sleep. All the boys except Sirius, of course.
"What do you want?" Remus groaned, rolling over to squint up at the blurry figure of Sirius. Thunder rolled, making the air quiver ever so slightly.
"I don't like thunderstorms! I need comfort!" hissed Sirius. He shivered, standing on the cold marble floor with no socks on. He shifted his weight from side to side, trying to keep his teeth from chattering.
"Go find comfort with James, Black! Honestly." Remus huffed, rolling over again to bury his pale face in the scarlet pillow.
Sirius scurried over to James' bed, his feet thudding quietly across the dormitory. "James!" he said, trying to wake his best friend, though he already knew the answer.
"Not a chance, you twisted, shaggy, maniac," James replied. He had a tendency to be grumpy when he was so rudely awoken.
Sirius groaned and padded across the room once more to tap Peter on the forehead. "Pete!" he said quietly.
Peter gave a large snore and rolled over. "Huh?"
"Real intelligent," James commented.
"Pete, your mum's calling you!" Sirius lied.
"Why, though?" Peter whined. By this point, James and Remus had already sat up to watch as Sirius tried to find "comfort".
"Dishes!" Remus mouthed.
On the bed farthest from Sirius' current position, James kneeled, waving his hands in the air and whispering the word "laundry!".
"She, ummm.she wants you to put the laundry in the dishwasher." Sirius said, wincing upon realizing his blunder.
Peter sighed groggily and asked, "Where is she, then?"
Sirius and the other two boys had to stifle their laughter, as Sirius was bold enough to reply in a composed voice, "On the roof."
Peter nodded and tumbled out of his bed almost tripping over his own foot. He then began to walk, resolved out to the common room where he could find an exit to the roof.
"You told us you needed comfort!" Remus said crossly, watching Sirius glide happily into Peter's bed, snuggling down into the comforter and sheets.
"Comfort in a midnight joke and some warm covers, maybe. Anyway, Peter still has a teddy bear and he'll never know the difference if I cuddle with it instead of him," Sirius retorted, childishly.
Remus rolled his eyes muttering about repressed childhood issues. James snickered impishly and snuggled into his own covers.
Sirius smiled contentedly as he sucked his thumb, saying past it, "Peter's as dumb as a brick."
"You're not much better," Remus countered.
Sirius grumbled and scratched his shaggy hair wildly.
"Will you cut it out? You look like a dog!"
"I should be a dog!"
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!"
"If you all don't shut up, I'll make you shut up," said a voice from the door. All of the boys turned to look sharply at the figure standing in the door. The figure, ironically, didn't have much of a figure at all. It was a short, slightly pudgy girl with flaming hair and a temper just as fiery. Her hands were placed on her hips and her small foot tapped impatiently on the carpet outside the boys' dorm. A soft thudding, growing louder every second told them that the girl, Lily something-or-other, required an answer.
"My God.. what is that hideous thing?" Sirius said.
James groaned inwardly as the Lily girl searched about her, looking behind her.
"I meant you entirely, freckle-face," Sirius said, laughing. Lily's mouth popped open and she ran off to her own dorm, the sound of a sob following close behind her.
"That was rude, Sirius. She's only a first year," Remus informed him.
"You're too soft, Lupin," Sirius told him gruffly. "Besides, we're second years. Not too far off. We got teased."
"Not that harshly!" Remus retorted.
"Guys, shut up before they all come in here and attack or something. Sirius, don't tease them. Remus, don't shelter them," James said forcefully, making them both stop bickering.
James had a certain commanding force about him. It wasn't bossy or mean, but just problem-solving. With that, they all fell into private dream worlds.
"What do you want?" Remus groaned, rolling over to squint up at the blurry figure of Sirius. Thunder rolled, making the air quiver ever so slightly.
"I don't like thunderstorms! I need comfort!" hissed Sirius. He shivered, standing on the cold marble floor with no socks on. He shifted his weight from side to side, trying to keep his teeth from chattering.
"Go find comfort with James, Black! Honestly." Remus huffed, rolling over again to bury his pale face in the scarlet pillow.
Sirius scurried over to James' bed, his feet thudding quietly across the dormitory. "James!" he said, trying to wake his best friend, though he already knew the answer.
"Not a chance, you twisted, shaggy, maniac," James replied. He had a tendency to be grumpy when he was so rudely awoken.
Sirius groaned and padded across the room once more to tap Peter on the forehead. "Pete!" he said quietly.
Peter gave a large snore and rolled over. "Huh?"
"Real intelligent," James commented.
"Pete, your mum's calling you!" Sirius lied.
"Why, though?" Peter whined. By this point, James and Remus had already sat up to watch as Sirius tried to find "comfort".
"Dishes!" Remus mouthed.
On the bed farthest from Sirius' current position, James kneeled, waving his hands in the air and whispering the word "laundry!".
"She, ummm.she wants you to put the laundry in the dishwasher." Sirius said, wincing upon realizing his blunder.
Peter sighed groggily and asked, "Where is she, then?"
Sirius and the other two boys had to stifle their laughter, as Sirius was bold enough to reply in a composed voice, "On the roof."
Peter nodded and tumbled out of his bed almost tripping over his own foot. He then began to walk, resolved out to the common room where he could find an exit to the roof.
"You told us you needed comfort!" Remus said crossly, watching Sirius glide happily into Peter's bed, snuggling down into the comforter and sheets.
"Comfort in a midnight joke and some warm covers, maybe. Anyway, Peter still has a teddy bear and he'll never know the difference if I cuddle with it instead of him," Sirius retorted, childishly.
Remus rolled his eyes muttering about repressed childhood issues. James snickered impishly and snuggled into his own covers.
Sirius smiled contentedly as he sucked his thumb, saying past it, "Peter's as dumb as a brick."
"You're not much better," Remus countered.
Sirius grumbled and scratched his shaggy hair wildly.
"Will you cut it out? You look like a dog!"
"I should be a dog!"
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!"
"If you all don't shut up, I'll make you shut up," said a voice from the door. All of the boys turned to look sharply at the figure standing in the door. The figure, ironically, didn't have much of a figure at all. It was a short, slightly pudgy girl with flaming hair and a temper just as fiery. Her hands were placed on her hips and her small foot tapped impatiently on the carpet outside the boys' dorm. A soft thudding, growing louder every second told them that the girl, Lily something-or-other, required an answer.
"My God.. what is that hideous thing?" Sirius said.
James groaned inwardly as the Lily girl searched about her, looking behind her.
"I meant you entirely, freckle-face," Sirius said, laughing. Lily's mouth popped open and she ran off to her own dorm, the sound of a sob following close behind her.
"That was rude, Sirius. She's only a first year," Remus informed him.
"You're too soft, Lupin," Sirius told him gruffly. "Besides, we're second years. Not too far off. We got teased."
"Not that harshly!" Remus retorted.
"Guys, shut up before they all come in here and attack or something. Sirius, don't tease them. Remus, don't shelter them," James said forcefully, making them both stop bickering.
James had a certain commanding force about him. It wasn't bossy or mean, but just problem-solving. With that, they all fell into private dream worlds.