The Disastrous Breakfast

"What did you do that for?" asked Sirius, a bit put-out be being dragged from the infirmary with haste and having his thoughts interrupted.

"So I could tell you, what ever you're thinking, the answer it no," replied Remus matter-of-factly.

"Aw, don't worry about it Moony," was Sirius's nonchalant answer.

"Yes, but that's what you said last time and you still got two weeks of detention for it," said Remus sounding exasperated with his friend's frequent antics.

"But you have to admit, seeing Professor Klauburn scoot around on his bum like that was very funny."

Remus still looked skeptical.

"And he had it coming to him."

"I wouldn't go so far as to say that," interjected Lupin.

"No, but that doesn't mean you couldn't think it."

Sirius received no reply.

James sat with Peter at the Gryffindor table, trying to act as if nothing was slightly less then the usual fair, though perhaps they were trying a bit too hard from the stray eyes. Noisily eating his breakfast and discussing things more like morning birds than anything of great importance.

Peter, the listener, James the bard weaving the conversation that meant about as much as a parrot's mimic of human speech.

If anything, Peter was going to be very glad when all this was over.

As they came closer to the great hall, Sirius noted that Remus had dropped behind. Looking over his shoulder at his friend, Padfoot noted the look of apprehension on his friends face, for once . "Moony? Come on."

He turned back around intending to continue onward, but I light tug at he sleeve stopped him. Head bowed, Remus muttered, almost incoherently, "I don't wanna go in there...."

Sirius, showing more sense than usual, plopped an arm around Remus's shoulders and stated, in an overly off-handed manner, "You know, I think it's just one of those days that calls for breakfast in the kitchens."

Sirius could practically feel the relief washing off his friend as a physical force.

Right in the middle of a meaningless tirade about foggy refing in some obscure, professional quidditch match, James was stopped by a rather deliberate throat-clearing by an observer. Looking over at the origin of the noise, fist still raised in the middle of a gesticulation intended for a particularly important point, James still had a particularly stupid looking expression on his face: mouth wide open, eyes wide with shock.

The interloper was none other than Lilly Evans herself, who made her point simply by a sweep of the hand about the hall. James had collected himself quite an audience, almost the entire hall was looking in his direction. That much attention hadn't quite been his intention....

James shut up in record time.

Jennet, one of Lilly's friends and doormats, clasped her hands together and looked at James with gooey eyes, oozing over-concern, "Oh, James, is something the matter?"

It was fairly well known at this point that Jennet had a big crush on James, since she pursued him shamelessly. Before she had had her eyes set on Sirius, but after that particular incident bore no fruit she turned her attentions to the next best thing: Sirius's best friend. She also refused to recognize James's own fixation upon Lily, believing she could win his heart.

For all her work, James ignored her once again and turned to Peter, knocking over a glass of juice in the process, which managed to spill all over Jennet. Immediately she hopped out of her chair and glared accusingly at James, "If you don't like me why don't you just say so! Now my robe is sopping wet!" and with that she stormed out of the hall.

Most people knew Jennet was only being dramatic to try and win sympathy, but there were still plenty of guy's glaring in James's direction. After all, Jennet was very pretty.

Letting out and exasperated sigh, James ruffled up his hair and turned to Wormtail, "Let's just, go... er... work on that homework assignment you still haven't got done, Peter."

"What? I don't—" began Peter, confused. However, he was quickly silenced by a kick from beneath the table, "Oh, right, that homework...."

The pair got up, and as James passed Lily, he hear her remark, "Yeah, great way to act inconspicuous."

James looked around to see if anyone had heard her as well, but it didn't seem like anyone else was listening so he continued out of the great all. He'd only eaten half his breakfast.

Sorry about the delay, and the shortness of the chapter. I meant to have another scene with Remus and Sirius in the kitchen, but I have fall break this weekend and I wanted to make sure to get something up while I'm in the mood. I'm trying not to procrastinate, but sometimes I'm procrastinating for other work by writing this Oh well, some people never seem to learn (whoops, that's me). I'll try to be more timely with an update next time, thanks for reading my story