"Do you think I should wear a hat?" James digs through his drawer before pulling out something resembling a lumpy beanie. "Or perhaps a scarf."
"In my opinion, you're way overthinking this," Remus says reasonably. "Lily's not going to judge you for the way you dress - unless it's something completely ridiculous. She's going to judge you on how you act during this date, and she's going to evaluate whether or not it was the right decision to go on a date with you. And if you leave a good impression on her, she might consider agreeing to another one."
"That's some solid advice, Moony." James pauses, impressed. "Are you sure you don't read Witch Weekly?"
Remus bites back a snippy retort. "I simply have a good read on women, especially Lily," he replies.
James gives him a knowing look. "Whatever you say, mate."
This time, Remus throws his book at James. It doesn't hit him, but the sentiment behind it is conveyed perfectly.
"She said yes!" James barrels into the dormitory, his face alight with glee. "She said yes!"
Remus, being the perceptive person that he is, deduces that Lily must've said yes to another date. But Sirius, being the lazy dolt that he is, asks, "Who said yes?"
"Lily, of course!" James bounces up and down. "She agreed to go out on another date with me! I think she fancies me!"
"No shit, Sherlock," Remus mutters, rolling his eyes. Lily had told him several weeks ago that she fancied James, and had been dropping hints all year, and it had taken James all this time to notice. He really was an oblivious dork.
Both his friends look at him oddly. "Who's Sherlock?" they ask in unison.
"Just an expression," he says lightly, not wanting to delve into the whole concept. It's a Muggle thing, meaning it would take them ages to understand.
"I'm happy for you, James," he says genuinely.
"Thanks!" And typical James starts freaking out immediately. "What should I wear?"
Remus laughs.
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