So in Acting class there's a closet, right? Well, all of a sudden – and I'm the only one watching – the door starts to open and Jose hops out and grabs his water and straightens his shirt and shit and I'm all like "how long have you been in there?!" and he shrugs and goes "a while. Didn't you see me walk back in here?" And of course not, but neither did a whole bunch of other people, including Marissa, Shelby and Manuella, and Destiny. In fact, about our whole class didn't notice that he'd walked into our classroom through one of the connecting doors, across our "stage" and into the closet to take a nap.
I freaking love that class.
Name the five characteristics of a werewolf.
Remus pursed his lips and made a huge effort to refrain from putting everything that described him. He heard James snort, as he had apparently come across to that question as well, while Sirius was grinning madly beside him. He wrote down the correct answers, sad that the perfect joke had gone once again.
He glanced over at Hermione, blinking when he saw that her chin was in her hand and she was staring out of the window, her quill in her hair and her legs swinging lazily. She couldn't possibly be done, could she? There was absolutely no way.
"Done, Miss Granger?" the supervisor asked, already taking her paper up and scanning across it, expecting to see that she'd written nothing, her eyebrows climbing when she saw how much she'd written and how well it was. She cleared her throat and looked around, hoping that nobody saw her give away how well this girl had done on her Defense Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T.s exam, but she missed the fact that Remus had quickly ducked his head back down with a grin.
What is a boggart, and what have you seen in any past experiences with one? Would it still be the same now?
Remus answered the first part before pausing, wondering if it would be the same. A lot had changed since they'd gone over it in fourth year. He glanced back at Hermione again, knowing exactly what had changed and who had changed it.
Just as he was about to answer the last half, a loud sneeze came from Sirius next to him, followed by a distressed yell.
"No!" he exclaimed, looking fearfully at his paper, "Why!"
The supervisor sighed and set Hermione's paper on the teacher's desk, walking towards Sirius to fix his sneezed-on paper. James hid his grin behind his fist, Remus twisting around to grin back at him.
"Poor Sirius – allergic to the test," Hermione sighed, leaning back a little and running her hands through her hair, "Is that why you never study?"
A few people chuckled as Sirius glared at her.
"Hush, Kitten," he hissed, making her roll her eyes and grin cheekily at him.
"Back to work," the woman ordered.
"What if I have to sneeze too?" Alice asked, looking innocently at the woman as Emmeline turned her head away with a fake cough, laughing with Lily.
She blinked at Alice before frowning, "Cover."
"With what?" she asked, "I don't want to get it on my hands or shirt or anything."
"Miss Prewitt, work," she ordered.
"Fine, but we'll have a sneezing epidemic and all of the papers will be covered with bogeys," she sighed, shrugging and adding a few marks to her paper before handing it over. "Could at least get some tissues or something."
She sighed and rolled her eyes, setting her paper with Hermione's a few other students'.
"James, calm down," Lily ordered with a frown, as he was jumping up and down with a worried expression on his face.
"Can't," he replied simply.
"James, you'll win the Quidditch Cup for sure," she reassured as Remus and Hermione walked down to them, Emmeline, Alice, Peter and Sirius watching their friend freak out. Halfway between this group and the pitch, Scarlett was freaking out as well, Olivia and Alexis trying to soothe her as much as possible.
"You'll do great," Hermione smiled.
"Ugh," he groaned, stopping and dragging his hands over his face, slumping over, "Fine. Right. Yeah, okay, let's go fail everybody!"
"You're the captain – you can't tell them that!" Remus reminded him as he started to walk off.
James stopped and thought this over, "Oh, right. Thanks."
Lily bit her thumb nail, glancing over at Sirius and Emmeline, "What do you guys think?"
"He'll get his head in the game the second they step on the pitch," Emmeline shrugged.
"He always does this – he just wouldn't before because he didn't want you to see," Sirius snorted, starting them on their walk to the stands.
"Oh," Lily said smartly, frowning a little as she held on to her bag, pausing in her walk before she caught back up with them, "But he's always so confident, out there – "
"Not really – he's just any normal…any normal…" Peter searched for the right word.
"Weirdo," Remus supplied with a grin, Hermione jabbing him lightly in the ribs as the others laughed and took their seats.
"He'll be fine, Lily, don't worry," Alice smiled before taking on a manic grin, "Now let's watch those Slytherins get beat into a pulp!"
"Sometimes I wonder how Frank puts up with her," Sirius snorted.
"Hush, they're starting," Lily chided, flicking his hair.
It started off alright, up until the five minute mark where Caecillus Jones kicked Scarlett off her broom, where she clambered back onto hers with a growl. And then it was off, half of the show being Quidditch, the other half being the fight. It was only just allowed, McGonagall's face slowly turning redder and redder as the game went on. Sirius and Remus had to jump up and tow Lily back down when somebody aimed a Bludger at James, although it was beaten back by Scarlett, where it barely missed Caecillus's ear.
"Whoops!" Scarlett had called with a smug grin, her dark brown hair whirling around her head, slipping out of her ponytail, "Sorry!"
"Not sorry?" James had asked, just loud enough for her to hear, making her grin wider and nod before they continued on with the game.
"It's not that bad," Hermione said, tugging James' head up a little and twisting it a little to look at the cut, "You shouldn't have to go to Madame Pomfrey."
"Hermione, it's cutting through his eyebrow," Lily frowned. "He's got one piece of eyebrow and then a little dot."
"Could just wax it off," she hummed dully, dabbing up the blood with a rag, "The scar cut it off."
"Hah-hah, hah, no," James frowned up at her, "Let go of my head and let me celebrate."
"Would you like to celebrate with blood running down into your eye?" Remus asked.
"We won the Quidditch cup!" he exclaimed with a grin, "I'm ready to graduate now."
"Yeah, everything really important is out of the way now," Alice blinked, "Weird."
"Mmn," Sirius hummed, staring out of the window, watching the rain fall. A few silent moments passed before he finally spoke, "I'm never going to forget this."
"Well I should hope not," Hermione said, the four boys grinning at her as the girls looked on in confusion.
"What?"
"Nothing," she smiled. Just that you've been friends with a werewolf for seven years, who is dating a girl formerly from the future, who is patching up your best friend whose family has practically adopted you. "Just…nothing."
Has anybody ever heard of A) Steam Powered Giraffe B) Regina Spektor C) Chameleon Circuit or D) All of the above? Just a question – I love them so.
Have a nice day!