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Chapter four: Dates
The hall was buzzing at lunch that day with the news of the ball. Peter, Sirius and James were halfway through their meal when Remus joined them.
"Hey, guys." Remus took a seat on the bench next to James.
"So?"
"So what?"
"Where did you go?"
"Oh . . . well, Dumbledore wanted a word about my schedule."
"That long?" Sirius questioned him. Remus quickly changed the subject.
"James, when is the first Quidditch practice?"
"Tomorrow, but hey did you hear about the ball?"
"What ball?"
Sirius butted in, "The one next Friday, for Halloween. Its some medieval theme but I don't figure to go as anything. Who are you figuring to go with?"
"I don't know yet. I didn't even know about it until you told me."
"James?" James only pushed his food about his plate.
"James you can't, you know she's seeing someone."
"I know."
"Well, in case anyone wanted to know, I have a date with Jade . . . and Caroline . . . Gina asked me too but er-come on its Gina. She looks like a cow with a face that got ran over by a double-decker. Plus, she's in Slytherin."
"You got asked by all those people?"
"And a few others, but I asked Jade."
"Wait a minute. Do you have a date with Jade and Caroline?"
"For now," Sirius gave an evil smile.
"Well isn't anybody going to ask me about who I'm going with?" Peter was desperate for attention.
"Why bother. You couldn't get a date if you tried." Sirius said sliding his fingers through his hair.
"I could too! They're all just waiting until the last second so they have time to think on how their going to ask me."
"Shud-up Pete!"
***
The days grew shorter and chillier. James spent his nights on the Quidditch pitch practicing for the match against Hufflepuff, which was now just under two and a half weeks away. The team decided that Quinn would indeed be the captain this year with little debate (of course excluding the arguments put up by Ben who was the Gryffindor keeper for the past couple years and thought quite highly of himself.)
Quinn kept everyone far past the usual practice hour and never failed to remind them on that their first match was drawing near. When not on the pitch, he changed every single conversation so that it related to Quidditch. He had reminded them many times to not stay too late at the upcoming ball because they would need to wake early so they could go to the Pitch to watch the other teams practice, particularly Hufflepuff so they could observe their playing style.
***
"James the ball is tomorrow and you're telling me that you still don't have a date!" Sirius was bouncing on his bed across the dorm from James.
"I've been busy with Quidditch!"
"No . . . you still want to go with Lily. Don't think I can't tell. I'll tell you what, I still have two dates and since you're my best mate I'd be willing to give you one."
"Ha! You just want to get out of having to dump one of them."
"Yeah . . . that's a large part of it. So which one do you want?"
"You make it sound like I'm buying them from a store."
"Well, I'll sell you Caroline for free then."
"Fine."
"Great!"
***
The crowd was clearing from the Great Hall after breakfast and the air was alive with conversation of the evening's upcoming events. The boys were on their way to the dormitories when they ran into _her_.
"Peter!" A younger, Slytherin girl came skipping up behind them. She was slightly short, plump, and pig faced. She had the kind of annoying high-pitched voice that makes you want to slap yourself.
"Do you have a date for the dance?"
"Yes!"
"Oh . . . well who is it?" She frowned, her pig-nose bunching up close to her eyebrows.
"Er-Julie!"
"Julie who?"
"Sm-Smith," the boys sniggered. "Yeah, Julie Smith."
"You liar! You just don't want to go with me!"
"No! That's not it!" He tried to recover but failed for she was already crying.
"You better do something or she's never gonna stop" James advised Peter.
"Er-ok! Fine! Bye." She threw his arms around him.
"Thank-you!"
"Geroff!"
The boys rushed away from the crowd as quickly as possible.
"You're pathetic!" Sirius slapped Peter on the back.
"What could I do? She would have never stopped crying."
"I really can't follow what she sees in you Peter. I mean, come on. Its you."
Peter would have punched Sirius for saying what he did but knew far too well not to unless he wished to die quite a painful death.
"So we've all got dates now, huh?" James chuckled.
"Not me. But I kinda wanted to go alone." Remus looked at his feet.
They all just stared at him as if he had gone mad but said not a word.
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Chapter four: Dates
The hall was buzzing at lunch that day with the news of the ball. Peter, Sirius and James were halfway through their meal when Remus joined them.
"Hey, guys." Remus took a seat on the bench next to James.
"So?"
"So what?"
"Where did you go?"
"Oh . . . well, Dumbledore wanted a word about my schedule."
"That long?" Sirius questioned him. Remus quickly changed the subject.
"James, when is the first Quidditch practice?"
"Tomorrow, but hey did you hear about the ball?"
"What ball?"
Sirius butted in, "The one next Friday, for Halloween. Its some medieval theme but I don't figure to go as anything. Who are you figuring to go with?"
"I don't know yet. I didn't even know about it until you told me."
"James?" James only pushed his food about his plate.
"James you can't, you know she's seeing someone."
"I know."
"Well, in case anyone wanted to know, I have a date with Jade . . . and Caroline . . . Gina asked me too but er-come on its Gina. She looks like a cow with a face that got ran over by a double-decker. Plus, she's in Slytherin."
"You got asked by all those people?"
"And a few others, but I asked Jade."
"Wait a minute. Do you have a date with Jade and Caroline?"
"For now," Sirius gave an evil smile.
"Well isn't anybody going to ask me about who I'm going with?" Peter was desperate for attention.
"Why bother. You couldn't get a date if you tried." Sirius said sliding his fingers through his hair.
"I could too! They're all just waiting until the last second so they have time to think on how their going to ask me."
"Shud-up Pete!"
***
The days grew shorter and chillier. James spent his nights on the Quidditch pitch practicing for the match against Hufflepuff, which was now just under two and a half weeks away. The team decided that Quinn would indeed be the captain this year with little debate (of course excluding the arguments put up by Ben who was the Gryffindor keeper for the past couple years and thought quite highly of himself.)
Quinn kept everyone far past the usual practice hour and never failed to remind them on that their first match was drawing near. When not on the pitch, he changed every single conversation so that it related to Quidditch. He had reminded them many times to not stay too late at the upcoming ball because they would need to wake early so they could go to the Pitch to watch the other teams practice, particularly Hufflepuff so they could observe their playing style.
***
"James the ball is tomorrow and you're telling me that you still don't have a date!" Sirius was bouncing on his bed across the dorm from James.
"I've been busy with Quidditch!"
"No . . . you still want to go with Lily. Don't think I can't tell. I'll tell you what, I still have two dates and since you're my best mate I'd be willing to give you one."
"Ha! You just want to get out of having to dump one of them."
"Yeah . . . that's a large part of it. So which one do you want?"
"You make it sound like I'm buying them from a store."
"Well, I'll sell you Caroline for free then."
"Fine."
"Great!"
***
The crowd was clearing from the Great Hall after breakfast and the air was alive with conversation of the evening's upcoming events. The boys were on their way to the dormitories when they ran into _her_.
"Peter!" A younger, Slytherin girl came skipping up behind them. She was slightly short, plump, and pig faced. She had the kind of annoying high-pitched voice that makes you want to slap yourself.
"Do you have a date for the dance?"
"Yes!"
"Oh . . . well who is it?" She frowned, her pig-nose bunching up close to her eyebrows.
"Er-Julie!"
"Julie who?"
"Sm-Smith," the boys sniggered. "Yeah, Julie Smith."
"You liar! You just don't want to go with me!"
"No! That's not it!" He tried to recover but failed for she was already crying.
"You better do something or she's never gonna stop" James advised Peter.
"Er-ok! Fine! Bye." She threw his arms around him.
"Thank-you!"
"Geroff!"
The boys rushed away from the crowd as quickly as possible.
"You're pathetic!" Sirius slapped Peter on the back.
"What could I do? She would have never stopped crying."
"I really can't follow what she sees in you Peter. I mean, come on. Its you."
Peter would have punched Sirius for saying what he did but knew far too well not to unless he wished to die quite a painful death.
"So we've all got dates now, huh?" James chuckled.
"Not me. But I kinda wanted to go alone." Remus looked at his feet.
They all just stared at him as if he had gone mad but said not a word.
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