Despite the warmth of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Amy Black was unable to suppress a shiver. For once, the girl was unable to focus on class work. Her mind was too busy with other things, and at the moment, she was reliving the accident of last winter.
Typical Sirius, daring me I couldn't skate well enough to skate the whole edge of the lake without falling…
It'd been a cold, yet remarkably beautiful, February morning. Valentine's day, in fact. She shivered slightly again. Callie and Briget had been with her, skating along for the fun of it. The three girls hadn't been skating fast, just skating.
Briget had just said something about Mark, her latest crush…
Amy had outdistanced the other two girls by a bit, mainly because Callie was complaining over the cold.
I thought I was the wimp when it comes to being cold…
Amy had known that they'd be outside for most of the day, so she'd bundled up in quite a few layers. Sirius had laughed at her, but she didn't care. At least she'd been reasonably warm out there.
Maybe it was the cold, the shock, the fear, but… I don't remember hearing ice crack…
She knew she'd screamed out in fear as she plunged into the icy cold water. She felt the layers of clothing get heavier and heavier, threatening to pull her down to the bottom of the lake, drown her.
All I could think was of the knives stabbing into me, at least that's what it felt like… No flashing life, no tunnel with a light at the end…
She had heard muffled shouts above the water, probably her brother and his friends. Suddenly, she had felt someone grab her around the waist.
He dove in after me… Not just grabbed me, dove in after me…
Remus had pushed her up to Sirius, who grabbed her and pulled her to safety, before doing the same for his best friend.
Amy sighed softly, shaking her head a bit to clear it, trying once more to focus on the teacher's lecture. However, she just couldn't manage to make any form of sense out of the endless droning words. So, her mind began to wander again.
She didn't remember much about the commotion on the ice, having been too scared and cold to think clearly. What she did remember, however, was the afternoon spent in the hospital wing.
He stayed with me… Well duh, Amy, he'd gotten soaked too. Really, what're you thinking? He stayed because Madame Pomfrey made him.
Madame Pomfrey had been in a foul mood that day, so instead of just curing them and sending them on their way, she chose to lecture about the dangers of skating on thin ice. She also lectured Remus quite a bit about his decision to jump in after Amy. The two of them were sitting on beds and exchanging amused glances throughout the lecture.
He looked… incredible… His hair was a bit longer then, enough to hang in his eyes a bit… I couldn't think clearly when he smiled at me… True, I still can't… And tonight, in a few minutes, I'm supposed to meet him…
Get a grip, Amy… He asked you to tutor him. Why do you always have to try to make things into more than they are? You'll only get yourself hurt…He's your brother's best friend, and that alone should be enough of a reason why he wouldn't want even a real friendship… Now, grow up, drop the crush, and pay attention, or you'll need tutoring yourself…
Amy sighed softly, shaking her head. At last, the bell had rung, releasing her from the class. Picking up her bag, she slung it over her shoulder, letting it rest against her hip as she started off for the library to meet Remus.