Sorry 'bout the wait, people. I'm very busy, you know? Here goes…
Remus was not happy as he walked into the bathroom.
"Discountenance."
Remus growled as he combed his hair. Stupid painting…
"Intervertebral."
"I have no idea what that means."
"Romedale."
Sirius was going to pay for this. James too. Peter, possibly, even though he had been forced against his will to turn into his animagus (a rat, duh you guys knew that) and thrown into Remus' bed to give him a "pleasant" wake up call in the morning. Stupid Peter…
And now, to top the proverbial cake with the proverbial cherry, a picture was following him EVERYWHERE he went, spewing "big" words for him to answer or ignore.
"Phylactery."
How was he going to explain this to the Quidditch Team? I'm sorry, fellows, I can't play for the game because I have a picture following me and it will distract me. Thanks for understanding. If he wasn't thrown in Azkaban for insanity, he would be sent off somewhere worse.
"Quinquefoliate."
"Look, I have no idea what or who you are, and I have little knowledge of what you're saying. Get it?"
"Robedechambre."Remus threw his comb down and stormed out of the bathroom. He went up to his room.
"Watch out, Sirius black. What goes around comes around."
The proud moment was lessened somehow by the painting.
"Scalogram."
"BE QUIET!"
Later…
Sirius was laughing with James in the Commom Room when Remus came down the small flight of stairs. Sirius waved at him.
"Hey, Moony! Enjoy your day with Felix?"
He and James burst out laughing. Remus decided the painting was Felix, seeing as some boy wasn't following him around. He didn't answer Sirius.
Sirius stopped laughing and smiled at him.
"Look, no hard feelings about this, mate? Right, pal?"
Remus smiled at him.
"Of course not, Padfoot. Why would I, mature, sophisticated, and charming, stoop to your childish antics and stupid ideas?"
"Um, thanks…. I think."
Remus put his hand to his chin in a thinking stance.
"Of course, if one were to be provoked in such a manner as to BREAK this little friendly law of politics, the consequences of a certain rugged boy might be direly correct and painful."
He smiled.
Sirius looked confused.
"Say what now?"
Oooo… Sirius is in trouble…. Hehehehe, sorry it's short. I'm building the momentum, you know? Oh, and if anyone knows the definitions of some of these words, they get extra cookies… and yes, you can use a dictionary…
MF, R&R please!