PART 10
Giving up Shishi couldn't be the task, surely. Could it? Remus didn't believe it. He didn't want to believe it. He watched the kappa wee in James's shoe, sad at the thought of parting with him, while Sirius played a sentimenal tune on the toy piano.
"Shishi may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay,"
Cling, cling, cling, cling...
"Shishi may be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a slimy little thing
Weeing in trainers all the day"
"I've thought about what you said," said Remus.
"Mhm?"
"I have , like, ten shelleycoats. I could probably stand to part with one."
"Sure, but where's the risk? Where's the courage, maaan?"
"Well! You've clearly never handled a shelleycoat!"
"No I haven't. What's that like?"
"I'll risk getting water in my boots. And then pneumonia. Now that takes courage."
"If you say so.
SHISHI WHO ALWAYS SMELLS SO FISHY IN A CROWD-"
Then James came in, putting and end to the bloody singing with his sour presence.
"Idiot Slytherins won't get out of my face it's like they're in love with me, well, who can blame them?"
"Did they book the pitch again?"
"We were there first, but that's too advanced a concept to grasp for their tiny brains. So, how's that task coming along?"
"I think I'll actually miss Shishi, but you're right, that's what makes it the correct task, the difficulty of it. Not sure about those smellygoats, sorry."
"It's the definite way of getting Hoody off his back, I am sure of it."
James lied down, but sat up again immediately.
"I'm bored let's do something."
"Well," said Sirius, whipping out that map. "Dorm S is looking empty at the moment. How about we get some of those vicious ice bees that Beardy Weirdy got from his mum for his birthday?"
"I'm always up for some of that harmless fun."
"Can't get enough of that harmless fun."