Breakfast at the Gryffindor Table
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It was a bright and sunny Thursday morning, and the sun was shining through the windows of the Great Hall onto the Gryffindor table. James Potter sat quietly picking at his eggs. Across the table, Peter Pettigrew was sleeping with his face perched in his hands.
"I told you we shouldn't have spent all night in the kitchens," Remus muttered, taking a bite of porridge.
Sirius rolled his eyes, " Where's your sense of adventure, Mooney?"
"Asleep," Remus replied.
James chuckled.
Sirius shoot him a glare.
"What? Admit it, you want to be sleeping, too," James said.
"We could skip all our morning classes," Sirius suggested.
"No," Remus sighed.
"But Mooney!" Sirius whined.
"He's right, Padfoot," James agreed.
Sirius' fork fell to the floor, "He is?"
Remus gasped, "I am?"
James nodded, "Look, we're sixth years. Within the next few months we're all going to be legal adults, maybe it's time we start acting like it."
"I hate it when you're right," Sirius grumbled.
Remus gasped, "Did you both admit to needing to act more mature?"
James and Sirius exchanged a glance, "We need to plan a prank."
The was a crash from across the table. Peter's elbows had slipped, and his face and hair was now covered in waffles and syrup. James, Sirius, and Remus burst out in laughter. Peter glared at them, but couldn't help joining in. A group of Ravenclaw fourth year girls walked by in disgust.
After a few minutes, Remus waved his wand cleaning Peter's face.
"Thanks," Peter mumbled.
"Not a problem, Wormtail," Remus waved away the thank you.
"What happens if you put a werewolf on the moon?" Peter asked.
Remus spit his bacon out in shock, "What?"
James wiped the chewed up meat off his face, glaring at Remus.
Remus smiled sheepishly back.
"Where'd you get an idea like that from?" James asked.
Sirius answered at the same time, "He'll explode and die because there is no oxygen on the moon."
Remus looked at Sirius and Peter concerned.
"I never said we'd send him up there without a suit you monster!" Peter cried.
"Nobody's sending me anywhere!" Remus exclaimed.
"You never answered my question!" James shouted.
"What's all the screaming about?" a female from behind the group asked.
All the boys turned around to see Lily Evans looking down at them in confusion.
"Evans!" James cried, running a hand through his hair.
"We were just talking about sending Remus to the moon," Sirius responded, taking a bite of his toast.
"Why would you be sending Remus to the moon?" Lily asked, sitting beside James to his uttermost delight.
"Because I fell asleep at the table and had a dream about sending a w-"
Remus elbowed him in the gut.
"SENDING REMUS TO THE MOON!" Peter corrected very loudly.
Everyone nearby looked at them in confusion.
"Er-right," Lily said.
"It'd be better not to ask," James told her.
"Okay. Anyways, Potter since you're the best at Transfiguration in our year I was wondering if you could help me on the essay for McGonagall due next week. I can't quite seem to understand Thurkell's Third Law," Lily explained.
James smiled, trying to control his excitement, "Of course, you free tonight?"
"Yeah, meet you in the library at seven?" Lily asked.
James nodded.
"Great, thanks! See you in class!" Lily grinned, getting up.
James watch her leave the Great Hall.
"That's the real reason you've decided to be so mature all of a sudden," Sirius announced.
"Shut up," James muttered.
"So I'm right?" Sirius guessed.
"It's part of the reason, happy?" James admitted, glaring at his sniggering friend.
An: This was based off a post I saw on Tumblr. Thanks for reading!