Lily
We're in the library all morning, but James never shows up. I guess that's probably a good sign? But I dunno, maybe it means that Sirius has stormed off and James is moping.
I'm fine at first, but the longer he fails to show up, the more distracted I get - and the more anxious. He seemed pretty sure he wanted to live with me, but that was before Sirius's reaction. What if he's decided that living together isn't worth the strife?
Marlene sighs and squeezes my hand. I know she doesn't like Sirius, but I'm grateful she isn't bringing that up. I can't afford to let myself become resentful, not when he's so important to James.
Earlier, when she first noticed my anxiety, she suggested we move to a classroom and practice our spellwork. She's right that that would have been easier to focus on, that I might have been able to distract myself from my nerves.
But I wanted James to be able to find me, and I figured the library would be the natural place for him to look.
I didn't tell her that, though. I know she cares about me a lot, but sometimes it feels like it's too much. I knew she wouldn't approve, and I didn't want to deal with that. Instead I insisted I was behind on revising for History of Magic. She looked suspicious, but went along with it.
I've been reading the same sentences over and over again, unable to process the words. Marlene's not gotten much done either - she's been shooting worried looks at me whenever she thinks I won't notice.
I think we're both relieved when it's finally late enough to suggest lunch.