"Wake up," I closed my eyes tighter as I was rocked back and forth, "Wake up before James does or I swear I'll eat you at full moon."
I smirked, "You're taking ways from Greyback, what with your children eating and all," I said as I turned over to face Remus.
I opened my eyes to see a shadow blocking the sun.
He shrugged, "Sorry to disappoint, but I will never follow in the paw prints of my turner." He growled.
I ignored his obvious annoyance and quickly changed the subject, "So why do I have to be up before James?"
Remus, glad to be rid of the conversation about his condition, latched on, "Well because we're going to St. Mungo's of course."
Oh, that.
"You need to be ready within the hour."
I hesitated, "Why isn't he awake then? It's not like we'll be going for our sakes."
"We've been through this a thousand times," Lupin moaned, "We can't tell him we're going until the last minute or he'll back out. His emotions are too mixed up when it comes to visiting his father. I just wanted to give you a fair warning and since the only time we're alone is when he's asleep or practicing Quidditch, I thought I'd tell you now. I don't see him flying anytime soon."
I groaned, "Fine, fine, but I will not be the one to tell him."
I could see Lupin's lips curling up into a smile, "No problem, said she has a plan."
Lupin grinned harder as I interrupted, "Don't tell me, we're tying him to the back of the car?"
Remus laughed, "Almost. We're going to lie, or avoid the truth until we arrive."
I had to admit that I was enjoying Lupin's anticipation for our wrong-doings. Also Mrs. Potter's side of tinted evil was a nice change to her usual worry-over-us attitude. The only thing that could ruin this day was the sleeping boy on the other side of the room.