"Sirius, you really need to get over this." Remus told him. It had been two days since Lily had charmed Sirius and he had been sulking around ever since.
"Sod off…" He grumbled and got into his bed. He was still in his pajamas and his hair was wispy and knotted.
Remus rolled his eyes. "You can't skive off class again…they'll call Pomfrey."
"Can someone get James out of the bathroom?" Peter asked, pounding his fist on the door.
"You're always last to get in anyway, why bother?" Sirius answered bitterly.
"What do you think takes James so long, anyway?" Peter wondered, giving up.
"He has to make himself beautiful." Remus said, doing an imitation of a conceited James. Peter snorted and James shouted from behind the door.
"TELL SIRIUS IF HE MAKES FUN OF ME ONE MORE TIME I'LL—"
"YOU CAN TELL JAMES THAT I COULDN'T BE FAGGED!" Sirius yelled back. "Don't do that again." Sirius warned Remus, who was turning red with glee. "And Peter, don't laugh at him." He buried his head in his covers.
"You shouldn't be such a clown then." Peter protested. "It's always you who makes fun of James. No one suspects Moony."
Remus nodded. He threw a tie around his neck. "You're really staying here? You're not going to class?" He tugged at his tie and pulled on his gray sweater vest.
Sirius grunted.
"At least get dressed and go somewhere." Remus pleaded, slipping his shoes on.
"But I don't want to go anywhere…" Sirius whined.
Peter laughed. "What's wrong with you anyway?"
"Lily." Muttered Remus, who was a bit perturbed at his friend.
"Belt up." Sirius sneered.
"Blow me. Sirius jealous?" Peter asked, amused. After al the relentless teasing, it was fun to watch Sirius squirm instead.
Sirius sat up. "No! I'm just tired!"
"Sure…" Remus retorted, grabbing his books. "I'll see you later."
Sirius stared at Peter, who was sitting contently on his bed waiting for the bathroom.
Peter caught his gaze and shifted uncomfortably. "What?"
Sirius kept staring, not saying anything.
"Sirius…?" He stood up and began to knock on the door. "C'mon James! I really need to get in there!" He glanced back at Sirius nervously.
Sirius yawned. He rolled out of bed and ambled towards the bathroom door. "Excuse me," He said to Peter.
Peter hurried away. Sirius cleared his throat. "JAMES! GET OUT OF THERE BEFORE PETER WETS HIMSELF!" He could the faucet go on.
Wormtail watched admiringly, wishing he to could yell at James like that. Sirius began to bang loudly on the door. Still no James.
"THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING!" He screamed. Suddenly the doorknob creaked and James came strolling out of the tiled room.
"Nice hair." He told Sirius. "You look a bit off-color."
"Move, you crusty dragon!"
"Crusty dragon?" James poked fun at him.
"I don't want to corrupt Peter with bad words!" Sirius defended himself, and then locked himself in the bathroom.
Peter sighed. James looked at him pityingly. "Sirius is really losing his touch…"
He nodded. "And I really need to get in there."
"Don't worry, class isn't for a while. You'll just have to miss breakfast." James tried to cheer him up.
"Tomorrow's the full moon. Are you and him going to be like this all night?" Peter asked.
"I can't come. Didn't anyone tell you?"
"No…" Peter sighed again. "I think I'll just have to go to another bathroom."
"But you haven't even dressed yet."
"I can't hold it any longer…I just hope there aren't many girls down stairs." He got up and ran to the common room, where there were many squeals of: 'Get dressed before you come down here!' and 'Oh my!'
James smiled, and then realized there wasn't any reason for him to still be here. He gathered his books and left the dormitory.
"How is Sirius?" A worried Ravenclaw girl asked Remus, who was reading his Daily Prophet.
"Terribly ill." He lied.
"Will he be okay?" She asked again. Remus looked at her.
"I'm sure he will." He reached out for toast, but the girl handed him a piece. "Thanks…"
"You're welcome. Is Sirius going to the Yule Ball?"
"That's not for months." Remus answered, a bit startled that this girl was being so forward with him.
"But I had a feeling that he was going to ask me." She smiled. "Does he talk about me a lot?"
Remus felt his stomach lurch. This girl was making him feel horrible. Not only did Sirius try to live up to his reputation as a lady's man, by pretending to have a different lady friend every day, but he never said anything about asking this girl to the Yule Ball. Otherwise, Remus thought, he would know her name.
"Well, you know how he runs at the mouth…I never really listen to him."
"Oh…well tell him I hope he feels better."
"I will." Remus smiled.
"I was sick once. My cousin Thelma gave me the Influenza Curse. Have you heard of it? Well actually Thelma is my second cousin…maybe she isn't. I don't really know…"
Remus nodded and looked back at his Daily Prophet, hoping that the girl would get the hint and move on.
"Have you ever gotten 'The Flu'?"
"Not from a curse…" Remus told her.
"You mean you got it from a muggle?"
"I suppose. I don't know. I don't care to find out. Ignorance is bliss, you know." He folded his newspaper and laid it on the table. "I have to use the toilet."
"Okay. I'll be waiting for you when you get back."
"I can't wait." Remus said happily as he left the Great Hall, quickly running to the Boys' room, where he hoped he would get some solitude. Life could only be so sweet.
"Lupin. What are you doing here?" A cold drawling voice asked. You got it, it belonged to Malfoy.
Well, I was hoping that I could pee. That's what people usually do in the bathroom. If you'd excuse me?"
"Of course," He stepped aside, giving Remus access to the stalls.
"Nice talking." Remus pushed the stall door open.
"AAAAAAAH!" The door opened with bang. Malfoy flinched, wand ready. Remus pushed him out of the way to see what happened. "GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!!!!"
"Oh!" Remus shouted as Peter came running towards the toilets. "Move Malfoy!"
Wormtail was in a fury, bounding towards the toilets.
"What's going on?" Malfoy asked, confused by all the commotion.
"JUST MOVE!" Remus pushed him towards the sinks and Peter ran to a stall, and closed the door with a loud crack. "He hasn't been able to use the toilets all day."
Malfoy looked at him. "What a pity…I'll be going then…"
"Cheerio!" Remus greeted him happily. Then he proceeded to knock on the stall door. "All right, Wormtail?"
"I'm fine. They kicked me out of the Common Room toilet, and Myrtle wouldn't have me in hers, so this was the next closest one. And I swear I was fit to kill."
"You even tried the girls' room?"
"Just Myrtle's…" He zippered his pants. "They even made me go back upstairs and get dressed."
"Well, girls are a funny sort. Speaking of girls…"
"Sirius still isn't out of the bathroom."
"Still?" Remus sighed. "I was going to ask about him, but who is he taking to the Yule Ball?"
Peter started to wash his hands. "That isn't for months."
"I know, but there is this Ravenclaw that keeps asking about him."
"Oh, Justine Gulliver?"
"I don't know. Why? What do you know about her?"
"Sirius says she chats his ear off and is really clingy." He turned off the sink. "Is that her?"
"It might be. I wouldn't doubt it." The door started to open. Peter wiped his hands on his pants and started to head for the door but the voices behind it stopped him.
"Lily,"
"James,"
Giggles.
Peter smiled. Lupin put a finger to his lips and headed towards the nearest stall. Peter followed.
"Come in here."
"James!" Lily squealed. "I can't."
"No one's here," The door opened even more. Remus locked them in the stall.
"When they come in," He whispered. "Don't make a sound."
Peter nodded in agreement.
"You're quite the trouble maker, Mister Potter. I'll have to deduct house points for this kind of behavior."
"I didn't know you such a fun sucker, Lils."
"Take that back."
"You'll have to make me."
Silence. Peter rolled his eyes, showing that he was sure they were kissing. The door shut.
"I take it back."
Laughter.
Remus smirked.
"Why do you want me in here…I could get in so much trouble, James."
"To talk."
"We could talk outside."
"Don't be so practical."
"You need someone to make practical decisions for you…"
"That hurts."
"Well you obviously don't know what would be practical right now."
"A kiss?"
Remus looked at Peter, who was jabbing a finger in his mouth pretending to gag.
"Not necessarily, but that was nice."
"You're welcome."
"Oh you have such a big head," Lily said, running the faucet on and off. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Sirius."
"Oh, you mean Self-Absorbed-Egotistical-Obnoxious-Beyond-Belief-Over-Rated-Iritating-Prat?" Lily scoffed. Peter and Remus exchanged looks, both saying: 'Poor Padfoot'.
"I thought that was my nick name?" James joked.
"Does it make it better if I add 'Number Two' to the title?" Lily asked, with a cold tone to her voice.
Remus found himself wondering why James was attracted to Lily in the first place.
"A little. Lily please try to make up with him." James pleaded.
"He doesn't like me…he made that clear." Lily said, pumping soap out of the little contraption by the sinks.
"But I want him to love you! I love you!"
Peter clamped a hand over his mouth, obviously holding back laughs wasn't the easiest thing to do.
"I don't love him." Lily said matter-of-factly.
"Lily, when we get out of Hogwarts…if you and Sirius are friends…will you marry me?"
Author's Note: Yay! I'm not dead! And don't worry, if I was, Annette would finish the story for me.
Annette:What???????
Author: Heheh. Anywho, sorry it took so long. I have two Regents and my teachers must be barmy. They swamp you with homework like there's no tomorrow…뀡