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"…..No."
"What?"
"No."
"Just try."
"...this is not amusing in any way."
A pause.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"Oh, come on, Moony. Why not?"
"Because I, unlike you three, have some small scrap of dignity left."
Laughter burbled up from three male throats- one a low, gravelly chuckle, another slightly higher, a genuine shout of amusement, and the last a stifled, repressed sort of squeaking sound. Apparently the third person had a hand to their mouth. From inside the dormitory came a throaty growl, low and irritated.
The laughter stopped shortly after this.
"…seriously, though. We're all up for it! It isn't the end of the world, or anything," wheedled the second voice, which sounded as if its owner was pressed to the keyhole of the thick wooden door.
There was a sigh, long and dramatic, with an automaticity that suggested it had been used countless times before.
"Do I have to?"
"Mate. You're seventeen. You sound like a three-year-old. Just...put it on and come out here." Someone snorted at this, and the breathy, gasping sounds of poorly-restrained glee could be clearly heard.
Another sigh, although this time it was followed by the slithering, silken sounds of fabric being pulled over bare skin. A small whimper, a groan and the door was pulled open with a loud creak.
Lupin glared at each of his friends with a venom in his calm brown eyes that seemed entirely uncharacteristic.
"You lot," he said, eyed darting between James and Sirius, who had emitted twin shouts of joy as the door opened, "are the worst. The absolute worst- I don't know why I don't just…" he glanced around, making sure no one else was present, and continued, "…bite all of your heads off the next full moon and be done with it."
"Because you'd be lonely," Sirius sighed, mock-pouting. "Widdle Lupinkins all by himself in the big nasty world with no one to play with-"
"Or love him-" interjected James, who was grinning broadly.
"-or annoy the living daylights out of him," finished the disgruntled-looking young werewolf, who folded his arms firmly over his chest.
"Oh come on, Remus, you'd miss us," Peter finally piped up seriously. The skin on his plump face was mottled red and pale white, and he looked like he had been laughing very hard.
Lupin glanced between them once more.
"….fine. But really, guys, matching t-shirts?"
The resulting explosion of laughter could be heard all the way in the entrance hall.
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Author's Note:
Thank you, JKR, for writing that "sequel". :D
Because James and Sirius, being the enormous dorks they were, totally printed out a ton of these and tried to get the Order to wear them.
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