"Quills down, please!" squeaked Professor Flitwick. "That means you too, Stebbins! Please remain seated while I collect your parchment! Accio!"
Over a hundred rolls of parchment zoomed into the air and into Professor Flitwick´s outstretched arms, knocking him backwards off his feet. Several people laughed. A couple of students at the front desks got up, took hold of Professor Flitwick beneath the elbows and lifter him back on his feet.
"Thank you…thank you," panted Professor Flitwick. "Very well, everybody, you´re free to go!"
James, who had hastily crossed out the `L.E.` he had been embellishing, jumped to his feet, stuffed his quill and the exam paper into his bag, which he slung over his back, and stood waiting for Sirius to join him.
"Did you like question ten, Moony?" asked Sirius as they emerged into the Entrance Hall.
"Loved it," said Lupin briskly. "Give five signs that identify the werewolf. Excellent question."
"D´you think you managed to get all the signs?" said James in tones of mock concern.
"Think I did," said Lupin seriously, as they joined the crowd thronging around the front doors eager to get out into the sunlit grounds. "One: he´s sitting on my chair. Two: he´s wearing my clothes. Tree: his name´s Remus Lupin. Four: he´s madly in love with Sirius Black."
James laughed and Sirius kissed his boyfriend sweetly and took his hand while they walked to their favourite tree to enjoy the afternoon.