Wow, 2 pages today! Sorry, been really busy. Literature project due next week and class decorations need to be up.

Post 47

I woke up with a jolt. I instantly felt a sharp pain in my side and I relaxed myself on the bed. I glanced around the room. I haven't been in here before but I assumed it was the Hospital Wing. I was lying upon a soft bed with pearly white sheets that were cottony soft and wonderfully comfortable. I let my head sink into the soft pillow, and suddenly felt the ache that came from every part of my body. My body felt like a ton of lead.

I breathed in deeply, which was hard and I dropped to shallow breathing once more. Night had fallen, and the room was lit only by soft glowing candles. And then, I heard a groan.

I turned my head and spotted a mess of hair and robes slumped over the edge of my bed. I smiled. I gathered up enough energy to raise my hand and put it on his. He sprang awake at the touch of my hand and his tired eyes gazed sleepily into mine.

"Reine?" He mumbled, rubbing his eyes wearily. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just a little sore that's all..." I replied with a weak smile.

He reached up and ran his hand through my hair and stroked my cheek with his finger. It sent tingles down my spine. A small smile lingered across his lips and the look in his eyes was enough to make any girl melt inside.

"What time is it?"

He didn't look away. "Must be after midnight..."

"They allow visitors after midnight?" I asked.

"No," he smirked. "Madam Pomfrey wanted to chase me out, but I refused profusely so she just gave up and let me stay here."

I was touched. I smiled at him and he grinned back.

"So what happened just now?" He asked, slightly more serious now, his smile fading away to be replaced by a concerned look.

"Well, I just told him it was over... and he freaked out," I said simply, shrugging.

"Stupid jerk... and Valentina came and she just gave him a week's detention," he said in disgust. "Just a WEEK. For attacking another student... If I were her I'd expel him for good."

"Of course," I said grinning.

I sighed and pulled the blankets higher up my body. It was a chilly night as winter was drawing near.

"Maybe you should go back," I suggested.

He looked at me quizzically. "Why?"

"You should get some rest, don't you have classes tomorrow?" I asked. "Oh damn, we have that Transfiguration test tomorrow don't we? Oh crap I haven't studied a thing!"

He raised his hands and waved them gently in a downward motion in an attempt to get me calmed.

"Shh, relax! They'll probably let you take it another day. I don't think Madam Pomfrey will let you go off soon," he added.

I sighed deeply again. "How did Christella take it?" I asked quietly.

"Not as bad," he shrugged. "She just stomped her foot and ran away..."

We kept quiet for a long time after that. I just stared out through the grilled windows to the crescent moon that shone pearly white in the inky black sky, casting long slivers of moonlight into the room. Sirius laid his head against the bed.

"You're tired..." I whispered.

"I'm trying to sleep now," he pointed out.

"You should go back to your common room..." I started but he interrupted me immediately.

"Maybe if you budge a bit," he said slyly, perking up.

"No way!" I laughed.

He grinned and leaned forwards, kissing me on my cheek playfully.

"Ew! Get a room!" Came a familiar voice. But there was no one in sight. Sirius pulled back suddenly and looked around. He sighed frustratingly.

"Come out, James, wherever you are," he said.

And suddenly right at the foot of my bed, materializing out of thin air was James Potter and the Invisibility Cloak. Behind him, squashed together, were Peter and Remus.

"What are you all doing here?"

"Was bored..." shrugged James.

"He was trying to find a reason to get out of bed," pointed Remus disapprovingly. "Really! We have that Transfiguration test tomorrow!"

"You and me both know Transfiguration is... well, my thing, no sweat!" he said brushing it off lightly. "We were really bored."

The way James was grinning, I was sure a halo would appear over his head. As all of them dragged chairs and settled around my bed, James' grin widened. Peter opened up a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans for everyone to share and James was eating his with a super-wide grin on his face that never seemed to falter. I had to ask.

"What are you so happy about?" I asked casually.

And if possible, he grinned wider.

"James is crazy," muttered Remus.

"No, I'm not... I'm just very delighted!"

"And I asked why," I reminded him.

"All I can think of that might've made him this ecstatic would be if Lily agreed to go out with him," muttered Peter, rolling his eyes and chuckling.

"Peter! As a matter of fact... Oh let me tell you what happened," he piped excitedly, adjusting himself on his chair and leaning forwards, ready to tell a story. "It was a regular, breezy autumn's day...