"RISE AND SHINE, SWEETHEARTS!" beamed Sirius Black, jumping out of bed and waving his wand dramatically, all the curtains of the other three four poster beds sweeping open, letting blinding sunshine attack the occupants of the warm covers and feather pillows.
"argh! Sirius! i told you! don't wake me like that!" groaned James Potter, shoving a pillow over his head to block out the sunlight.
"..."
"Sirius?" James pushed the pillow off his face and squinted over at his good friend.
Sirius was looking at a cold empty bed beside his own.
"... Remus didn't come back last night..." Sirius said slowly, touching the cold covers.
"but tonight's the full moon. not last night." said James, getting out of his bed and walking over next to Sirius, scratching his head.
"we still don't know if he's a werewolf!" squeaked Peter Pettigrew from the other side of the room, falling out of his bed.
"of course he's a werewolf. what else would he be? ... it's not like it would matter to us..." muttered Sirius, looking at Remus' cold bed, sighing.
"let's check the hospital wing. he might be there." said James, pulling on his robes.
it was one of your run-of-the-mill sunday mornings in Hogwarts. some children were sleeping in, others were chatting to inter-house friends.
and wandering determinedly toward the Hospital Wing, were three fifth years on a mission.
BANG
Sirius kicked the double doors of the hospital wing open and looked around. there were a few people sitting on the beds, and there was one bed which was curtained off.
Sirius pointed at the bed that was curtained off and the other two of the nodded, walking toward it.
"what do you three think you're doing!" shrieked Madam Pomfry, skidding to a halt in between the curtained off bed and the three 5th years in front of her.
"we came to see Remus Lupin" said James shortly.
((TBC))
