Disclaimer: I don't talk in a cool English accent, drink tea, or have a billion dollars, therefore, Harry Potter is not mine.
Warning: Light swearing, not bad, just warning you.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- Sunday, September 19th, 1971
The next few weeks were quite normal for a magic school, all they did was go to class and work on the big prank. They (more like James and Sirius) decided to slip a potion into the Slytherin's drinks that would turn their hair gold and red, the Hufflepuff's hair silver and green, the Gryffindor's hair blue and bronze, and the Ravenclaw's hair yellow and black. Remus, albeit a bit reluctantly, agreed. He didn't want to lose his friends, especially after just making them. And it was actually not that bad, the student's hair would turn back to its original color after about two days.
Due to all the excitement, Remus forgot all about the upcoming full moon, that is until he woke up this morning with a terrible headache and bags under his eyes.
"Hey, Remus, are you alright? You look a little peaky, mate." James said.
Sirius walked in from the bathroom, hips swathed in one of the fluffy Hogwart's towels, "You know, you're actually right for once James," he said with a cheeky grin, "Do you want to stay here, Remus, or maybe go to the hospital wing?" Sirius asked.
"Yeah, we could bring you something to eat and do notes for you," Peter added in.
Remus was about to say no when he decided against it. The wolf would be even worse this moon, due to the fact that he was in a new place. Why bother wearing himself out by going to class? Deciding against his better judgment he said, "Thanks, I need it."
Sirius, James, and Peter kept their promises. The boys brought up eight pieces of toast, three eggs, two pancakes, and a bowl of fruit. The group talked and sat on Remus' bed and ate the delicious meal. It was nice, a bit like the picnics Remus' family used to attend. The only difference being James, Sirius, and Peter had to keep badgering him to eat more, but they soon stopped after the brunette ran to the bathroom to puke. After that, they left for their next classes, not supposed to return for another two hours at lunchtime. Although, Remus was glad he wouldn't have to deal with Sirius' crude jokes or Peter's constant belching, and especially James' impressions of the girls in the common room (the worst part being that James actually thought he was good, and as a result tended to 'practice' quite frequently.)
Despite being alone and getting to finish his book, the absence of the three others seemed to grow until he was left wishing they would ditch class and join him. So the young boy was over the moon when another Gryffindor boy walked in.
"Hello! You must be my dorm mate. Are you okay by the way? You look as if you're going through hell. Do you want something? I could go get it for you," the boy asked looking at him curiously.
Remus scanned the boy up and down before answering. He had dusty blonde hair and calming gray eyes like Sirius, and was apparently very talkative.
Remus, being quite shy, was only able to manage a small and uncertain, "Hi..."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm just so excited to see the other dorms! I got kicked out of mine because I accidentally flooded it when I took too long of a shower, so I'll be staying here until it's fixed. My name is Jones, Finn Jones, by the way," he said with a chuckle, "Oh no, I'm not related to that git who teaches Defense Against the Dark Arts," Finn said with one look at Remus' distrustful face, "I saw how he treated you, it wasn't very nice, the wanker."
"Um," said Remus looking around, "Where are you going to sleep? We don't have room for an extra." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Remus mentally slapped himself. 'Oh Merlin, why did I say that! I must have sounded like such a jerk. I really need to socialize more,' Remus thought.
"Oh don't worry." Finn said, unfazed by Remus' rudeness (even though it wasn't that rude), "Mcgoo is coming to transfigure me a bed."
"Did you just call McGonagall 'Mcgoo'?"
"Yes, yes I did."
"Okay then."
"Yep."
"Ah, I'm sorry Mr. Jones I got he-oh," McGonagall said as she caught sight of Remus," Mr. Lupin, may I ask what you are doing here?" she asked sternly.
"Oh, you know Professor, just not feeling well," Remus said.
"Alright then," she said with a subtle glance at the sky outside, "You are excused from the rest of your classes, I will inform your professors." Remus couldn't help but notice Finn's confused glances between him and McGonagall. Not many students got an automatic pass out of classes.
Without another word she pulled out an old quill and a broken sneakoscope and placed it on the ground next to Remus' bed. She then transfigured the quill into a handsome dark oak nightstand and the sneakoscope into a bed that perfectly matched the other beds using an inaudible incantation.
"There you go Mr. Jones, I expect you to be ready for Transfiguration soon," she said before turning on her heel and walking swiftly out of the dorm in a swish of robes.
"So, you aren't feeling good."
"No."
"I'm sorry."
It's okay, it's not your fault." 'It's that bloody bastard Fenrir Greyback's fault.' Remus thought to himself.
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Oh no, I'll be fine."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
"Okay then. I need to get going, don't want to be late for Transfiguration. Can't go around upsetting Mcgoo!
"Seriously?"
"Totally."
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Author's Note: Thanks so much guys! Sorry about how long it took me to update, I have been helping my mom with her garage sale. I hope you like Finn Jones, courtesy of the one and only...(suspenseful music)...BlazePlayz! (crowd screams). He's a great guy, so nice.
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