Note: In this chapter I kinda assume that Remus and Sirius play on the Gryffindor Quidditch team alone with James. Sirius is a beater, and Remus is a chaser. Just thought I'd clear that up for you all. ^-^;;
Remus was awakened the next morning to Sirius leaning over him, giving him a good shake.
Moony, get up, time to find you a date!
::What?!::
Ungghh.. too early, Sirius... Remus mumbled, pulling the pillow over his face disgustedly.
Sirius just laughed. He sounded way too chipper.
Come on, Remus! We're going down to the great hall to find you a date. Let's go.
Sirius dashed over to his bed to finish getting dressed, leaving Remus to his own devises.
::Great. I didn't think he was actually serious about that...:: Remus thought to himself, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
He groggily pulled on his robes, and tucked his wand inside of them, before turning to Sirius.
Okay, Padfoot. Let's go.
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Once inside the Great Hall, Sirius immediately began pointing to different girls.
She's cute... she's in Ravenclaw, but that''s not a problem... He said, pointing to a tall girl with flowing black hair walking by.
Remus shrugged. I guess. He said, rubbing his arm a bit.
Sirius cast a quick look to Remus, before looking around a bit more.
Well, how about her...? Wait, no. She's a Slytherin. Can't have you taking a Slytherin to the Yule Ball, that just wouldn't look good at all. He joked, nudging Remus.
Yeah, not good. Remus said, obviously not paying much attention.
How about her? He asked, pointing to Professor McGonagall with a smirk.
She's okay... Remus said, staring into space.
Sirius cracked up, and slapped Remus on the arm. McGonagall's okay?!
Remus asked, jumping in surprise, before looking around in a bit of a disoriented fashion.
Sirius just glared at Remus. You aren't even paying attention. He accused, feigning a hurt look. Remus sighed.
Sorry mate.. guess I can't concentrate. It is really early, you know. He said with a wry grin.
Yes well, just try to focus. We don't have a lot of time to get you a date before the ball.
Oh, and just who are you taking? Remus asked, dreading the answer.
::Why did I ask that? I don't want to know!::
Sirius frowned. We're not talking about me now, Moony, we're talking about you and your lack of a date. Now get looking. He said, before giving a light laugh.
Much of the morning went like this, and finally Sirius gave up for a while. They went to their classes and Remus only had to endure Sirius' frantic pointing once and a while, mainly in the halls. The strange thing that Remus noticed was that after Sirius had pointed to a girl for Remus' appraisal, he'd give Remus this look. It was always a very curious look, one that was obviously trying to judge something more than his opinion of the girl in question. Try as he might though, Remus couldn't place was Sirius was trying to find out.
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Quidditch practice that evening went well. The team divided up and played against each other, and Remus made a few scores, much to the joy of everyone else. James had caught the snitch in record time for practices, and everyone was feeling pretty confident about the upcoming match against Ravenclaw.
We'll destroy them! Sirius exclaimed during a quick break, as he took a gulp from his water bottle.
Remus found his eyes focused on Sirius' neck as the muscles swallowed. He gave his head a quick shake and looked instead to James, who was playing around with the snitch, Lily standing next to him. They were talking, but Remus couldn't tell what about. He sighed, and turned to Sirius, noticing that his best friend immediately looked away.
::He was looking at me...:: Remus realized, and for some reason this made him quite pleased.
There's no chance that we'll lose. Remus said, giving Sirius a grin. We've just got more raw skill than Ravenclaw. He stated, rubbing the back of his head.
Sirius nodded vigorously. Exactly! They barely ever practice! Twice a week? Pah, we practice almost every day! He exclaimed, licking his lips excitedly. The only team we have to be worried about is Slytherin. They practice just as much as we do, if not more.
Remus sighed at that. Slytherin had won the quidditch cup three years in a row, and he really didn't want to see that happen again this year.
Yes well, I have a feeling things are going to change this year. He said, smirking at Sirius.
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Okay, that's that for now. I can't believe how many reviews this story has so far!
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