Chapter 6
Apples
"I don't understand the wardrobe here. Why is it so different from muggle clothing?" Sarah asked Remus as they walked out of a book store, where Sarah had picked up several books to her liking.
"People here aren't as friendly to muggles as they are in America. There are groups who despise them and want to kill them all. Do you think they're going to copy their clothing chose when they're trying to hunt them down?"
"That's why I don't like it here. It's like everyone here hates anything that's different. All this prejudice crap with the half bloods and the purebloods and the muggle borns and the werewolves is driving me mad!"
"That's not true."
"What's not true?" Sarah asked.
"That everyone here hates anything that's different," Remus told her.
"Yes it is. In one way or another you all judge each other. For god's sake, you have houses to make it easier for you so that you don't have to get to know the person before you hate them."
"That's not what houses are for."
"No, maybe not. But it's what they do."
Remus sighed and looked around. Hermione and Harry were walking down the sidewalk and they both waved at them. Sarah and Remus raised their hands in acknowledgement. Sarah looked at the ground and shifted her bag from one hand the other, to give the one previously occupied a break.
"Let's go in here," Sarah said, grabbing Remus's hand and swerving around into a small shop at the end of the block.
"Of all places you need to go to a grocery store?" Remus asked as he followed her inside the small building.
"It may be foreign to you, Remy, but when I have a kitchen I do tend to stock it up with food. That is what it's for, you know."
"You don't have a kitchen though," Remus stated.
Sarah shot him a glare as she headed down the fruit isle. "I don't, but you do."
"Well maybe I changed my mind about letting you invade my kitchen."
"I'm not invading your kitchen Remy. I'm using it. What's your favorite food in the whole wide world?" Sarah asked him, grinning.
"I haven't got one."
"Remy, apart from your name, you're a very boring person."
"Sorry, I'll try to be more intriguing," Remus said sarcastically.
"Look Remus! Apples!" Sarah exclaimed.
"I see."
"If I were a fruit, what kind do you think I'd be?" Sarah asked him.
"You ask pointless questions."
"Now, now, Remy, there's no such thing as a pointless question. You're a teacher, you should know that."
"The phrase actually goes, 'there's no such thing as a stupid question' not a pointless question."
"Same difference. Now answer my question."
Remus sighed. "I don't know…uh…something tropical?"
"A pineapple?"
"Nah, something smaller."
"How about an orange?"
"Too pompous."
"A coconut?"
"I hate coconuts."
"Well pick a fruit."
"A kiwi. You're a kiwi."
Sarah beamed at him. "You're good, that's my favorite fruit!"
Remus laughed. "Alright what am I?"
"Umm…you're defiantly to boring to be anything tropical. Though you could pass for the inside of a coconut. No...You're a green apple."
"An apple?"
"Yup."
"Isn't that a bit plain?"
"No. Apple's aren't plain they're simple. Simple, but they're really sweet."
Remus laughed and picked up an apple and threw it towards Sarah. She attempted to catch it but failed.
"Remus! I'm not paying for that!"
"Watch," Remus said and he kicked the apple under a table with grapes on it.
Sarah burst out in laughter and shoved Remus. "That's horrible!"
"You were supposed to catch it!"
"I'm not hand-eye coordinated and I don't have quick reflexes. How do expect me to catch it when you don't give me a fair warning?"
"You didn't give me a fair warning when you hit me with my book back in my room!"
"Well you deserved it! Calling me bulimic!"
"Well so did you! Calling me an Apple!"
"You know you still haven't answered my question on the bath tub!"
"You don't take a hint well do you?"
"Of course I do. Your hinting that you don't like talking about it and you think it's inappropriate."
"Yes, so why must you pester me?"
"Because even if you had said 'no' outright, I would still continue to ask you."
"Fine."
"Fine that your accepting that I'll never go away or fine that I can use you bath tub."
"Both, but once I come back you're leaving. Pretty soon you'll want to share closets."
"Well actually mine's very small—"
"No."
Sarah huffed and followed Remus towards the vegetable isle.
