"Sorry, James, but Sirius won."
"He didn't even wait until three!"
"You're jealous!"
"Look at your face!"
"I pinned you down!"
"So, exactly how many detentions do you two have this week?"
"I've got at least one every day."
"So do I!"
"Want me to bring my mirror?"
"Sure!"
Lupin, Pettigrew, Potter, and Black hustle to the Greenhouses for Herbology, shoving one another along the way. With a loud crash, Pettigrew falls into some flowerpots, causing Potter to slip on clumps of mud and fall on his back. His friends laugh hysterically at him, while Lily, with her uncommon kindness, rushes over. "Are you OK?" she asks, offering him her hand. Potter is at a struggle for words.
"So, Sirius, what was the thing you couldn't tell us last week?" Lupin asks Black as Pettigrew gives over-enthusiastic apologies. Black looks crestfallen, yet merely points to Lily, sternly hoisting up Potter, who might have forgotten how to stand at the moment.