Princess Padfoot and the too-far-away pumpkin juice
(A Princess Padfoot adventure by Remus Lupin)
It was a bright and beautiful morning. The charming and intelligent Remus Lupin was whistling a happy tune as he strolled into the Great Hall for breakfast.
But Hark! What sound? His werewolf senses tingling, he quickly scanned the room for the source of the disruption. His eyes soon fell on the figure of Princess Padfoot, slumped over the Gryffindor table, sobbing inconsolably into his hands.
Remus rushed to his side in an instant. "What ho, fair Princess? Who has offended thee?"
Princess Padfoot turned his tear-streaked face to him. "No Remus…don't make me say it. It's all…too…terrible!" he gasped, his handsome face crumpling into tears once more.
But the brave Sir Remus would not be deterred. "Nonsense Princess! Nothing is too terrible for the Magnificent Moony!" Remus had never called himself that before, but it sounded pretty good. He gave himself a mental high-five.
Snuffling somewhat, Princess Padfoot paused in his flood of tears. "It's the pumpkin juice," he wailed. "I can't reach it!"
The Magnificent Moony located the pitcher of juice and scowled at it threateningly. "How dare you insult Princess Padfoot!" he roared. Unsurprisingly, the juice showed no visible reaction, but Magnificent Moony could just tell it was shaking it its little juice shoes.
Taking matters into his own hands, Magnificent Moony left the weeping form of Princess Padfoot, boldly strode five feet to the right, picked up the cowering pitcher of juice, boldy returned (he was very bold indeed), and placed the juice on the table.
"There now, sweet Princess! Your champion has saved the day!"
Princess Padfoot looked at Magnificent Moony in admiration. "My hero," he sighed.
Just then, a brilliant sunbeam fell from the ceiling of the Great Hall and bathed Magnificent Moony it its light. All of the students stood on their respective house tables and applauded while Magnificent Moony threw his head back and laughed with great gusto.
