Entry #2 – London by Night
September 1, 1975 – after midnight
I suppose I should explain why I left off in the middle of a thought. Said 'stupid git' decided to hang upside down outside my window at that particular moment and scared me half to death.
"Remus! Hey, Remus!"
Remus looked wildly around the room before his eyes landed on the window. Outside of it, Sirius hung upside-down, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. "What in the name of Merlin...?!?"
But the other boy didn't answer the unfinished question, simply grinned and pointed toward the roof. Then he was gone.
Remus smiled and shook his head at his friend's antics. Honestly, sometimes… but why not? With a sigh, he crossed the room to the window and put his foot gingerly on the sill. It seemed sturdy enough. He heaved himself onto it carefully before ducking out the window.
The edge of the roof was just in arm's reach, and he grabbed it desperately with one hand. He glanced over his shoulder and immediately wished he hadn't. It was a long way down. "Sweet Circe, please don't let me fall," he prayed as he clutched the edge of the roof with his other hand. He could just see the headlines of the Daily Prophet: "Hogwarts Student Perishes by Fall from Leaky Cauldron Roof!" He pulled himself up, the muscles in his arms complaining with each inch. Another headline: "Leaky Cauldron Roof Crumbles: Hogwarts Student Falls to Death!" 'Don't think about that,' he mentally scolded himself. 'You're not going to fall.' He swung one leg up over the edge when he got enough height and crawled the rest of the way up the pitched roof to where Sirius sat before flopping down, quivering slightly from the excess adrenaline.
"There you are," Sirius said casually.
"Sirius, answer me one thing," Remus said, panting slightly. "How did you get outside my window?"
The other boy gave him an odd look. "Hung over the side, of course. How else?"
Remus couldn't help the swell of anger that started to rise within him. That Sirius had so casually put his own life in danger enraged him beyond reason. "Sirius! You could have fallen! You could have died!"
"Remus?"
"What?"
"Look."
I have to admit, the view was magnificent. All of London lit up like nothing I've ever seen. And you could see all the way to the Thames. Sometimes it's amazing to see just how closely the Muggle world and the wizarding world coexist. Looking down at Diagon Alley, squeezed in among the thousands of Muggle buildings, was just fascinating. I don't think I've ever appreciated the moonlight so much.
Sirius was in rare form tonight. Not in a bad way, though. Apparently, he and James have almost figured out the Animagus charm. He's so confident about it. I know he can do it, but so many things can go wrong. But he didn't seem to care. He seemed so... peaceful. Charming. Stunning.
Stunning? Why am I still thinking that? He certainly was not stunning…not to the point where I get a dull ache in my chest when I think about him. Damn it... this isn't me. I will not start thinking like this! This is a phase. This hasto be a phase. Not that I have problems with it... of all people I think I'm the last who can be judgmental. But it's just not me. This will pass. It will. I just need to sleep on it. It will be gone tomorrow.