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"Mimbulus Mimbletonia," said James, to the Fat Lady, who nodded and swung forward to admit them. The four curious boys could hear Jazz talking to Lily. As they tiptoed in, unnoticed by the girls, Remus and Peter crouched down on one end of the couch, while James and Sirius crept down on the other. Somehow, James had nicked a Quick-Notes Quill from a group of unsuspecting sixth years, and it was jotting down Lily and Jazz's conversation. The ragged parchment looked like this:
Lily: He sounds so dreamy!
Jazz: He was.
Lily: But didn't you say Potter and Black were there?
Jazz: Yup. And Remus and Peter.
Lily: I bet they ruined it.
James made a face.
Jazz: They did. They were pretending to barf, it was gross.
Lily: Crap.
Jazz: Yeah. They were staring him down.
Lily: I'd be scared if I was him.
Jazz: Haha, me too.
Lily: Still, it's kinda sweet how they're over protective of you. Like family.
The boys smiled.
Jazz: We've hardly known each other long!
Lily: Still.
Jazz: Whatever.
Lily: Potter is so annoying though! How can you stand him? He was so mean to Sev!
Jazz: He's wonderful once you get to know him. And I think he fancies you, and he was simply jealous of Severus.
James turned red.
"I'm gonna murder Jazz," he whispered to Sirius.
Lily: WHAT?!
Jazz: Uh-huh +eyes sparkle maliciously+ And me thinks Miss. Evans fancies Mr. Potter also.
Lily: What? No way!... FINE!
James's eyes were wide.
Jazz: What? You're actually admitting that you fancy him? Who are you, and what have you done with Lily Evans?
Lily: Oh please, I do not fancy him.
Jazz: You're back.
Lily: I fancy Potter, when you admit that you fancy a certain Mr. Lupin.
This time, Remus turned bright red.
Jazz: But... I don't fancy Remus.
Lily: Yes you do. I can tell by the way you 'gaze into his eyes.'
James and Sirius were silently cracking up.
Jazz: Lily Evans, I hate you.
Lily: Just admit it.
Jazz: Fine.
Lily: What? You fancy him? Merlin, I was right!
Remus blinked.
"Girls are so confusing," he said to Peter, who nodded in agreement.
Jazz: What? No!
Lily: But you just said...
Jazz: That I like his eyes! Not that I fancy him.
Lily: Oh. So you don't fancy him?
Jazz: Not one bit.
Lily: +giggle+
Jazz: Excuse me?
Lily: What?
Jazz: Did you just giggle?
Lily: Ummm...yeah?
Jazz: Describe Remus for me.
The boys looked at each other in confusion, while Remus had a sneaking suspicion at what his friend was about to do.
Lily: What the bloody...
Jazz: Just do it.
Lily: Um ok. He's got light brown kinda shaggy hair, green eyes that look like emeralds, and dark brown eyelashes. He's funny, intelligent, and slightly bookish. He's kind, sweet, caring,...
Remus was blushing furiously, as James and Sirius rolled around on the floor, trying to keep themselves from laughing.
Jazz: AHA!
Lily: What now, Jazz?
Jazz: Lily fancies my best friend! Hahahahaha!
Lily: Where did you get that... Ok, I know it's gonna be pointless trying to argue with you. Yes, I fancy him, now stop embarrassing yourself.
Jasmine had leapt up on the table, and was currently doing a victory dance.
Remus blinked.
Jazz: James is gonna be soooo jealous!
James shrugged.
Lily: Shut up!
Jazz: Gladly.
Lily: You...You..You love his eyes!
Jazz: Meh.
Lily:...
Jazz: His eyes are beauty, but honestly we're best friends, and I fancy Jeremy anyway.
Lily: Um, alright.
Jazz: So just stay away from Jeremy.
Lily: Why? I want to meet your future husband.
Four boys gagged.
Jazz: No, cause if he sees you, then he won't even look at me twice, because next to you I'm plain and boring.
James and Sirius shook their heads while Remus and Peter mentally cursed Jeremy.
Lily: Not true, Jazz!
Jasmine sighed.
"Well, I better go Lily. The boys are probably wondering where I am. Bye Lily!"
"Bye Jazz."
Jasmine left without spotting the spying boys, and Lily headed up to the girl's dorm. James beckoned for his friends to follow him up to their own dorm.
"Well, that was interesting," commented Peter.
"What was interesting?" said Jazz, slyly entering the boys' dorm.
"Remus's eyes," James said, sneaking a glance at Jazz. Jazz blushed, and Remus raised an eyebrow. Jazz found him extremely cute when he did that. She looked into his eyes, and found herself staring at his emerald, hypnotizing eyes once more. She shook her head to clear unwanted thoughts, and plopped down on his bed.
"What was that, darling?" James asked her, as he plopped down beside her, waggling his eyebrows at her.
"Sorry just thinking about...Jeremy."
"Sure. Or Remus," muttered Sirius. Remus glared at him.
"Which reminds me," Jazz continued, "why do you guys hate him so much? He's so sweet!"
"Yeah, totally," said Sirius sarcastically, "Barfalicious." Peter chuckled, and Jazz rolled her eyes.
"Don't do that," Remus advised her. Jazz ignored him.
"Jealous much?" Jazz said to Sirius.
"In your dreams, sweetie," replied Sirius, without looking directly at Jazz.
"Actually in your dreams. And in my nightmares." Remus, James, and Peter all laughed, but quickly turned their loud snorts and chuckles into coughs and sneezes when Sirius shot them all death glares.
"Ow!" cried Remus suddenly, startling them all. The boy was pale and peaky, like he was the day Jazz had met him.
"What's wrong?" Jazz said, looking concerned for her friends health. Remus shook his head slightly.
"Nothing. I'm just not feeling well tonight. I think I'll probably spend the night in the Hospital Wing."
"Do you want us to help you there? You look like you could collapse any second now," said James, sympathetically. Remus shook his head again.
"I'll be fine," he said, not looking like he meant the words that came out of his mouth.
"Okay," Jazz said, not entirely convinced. "If you're sure. Feel better, Remus." He nodded again, and left the dorm silently. As Remus started down the stairs, he heard Jasmine say,
"I hope he was okay. He looked terrible, all pale and clammy." Remus smiled gratefully toward his friends who couldn't see him. It was nice to have people who cared about you. He kept on walking until he reached the place where he was to meet the school healer, Madam Pomfrey. She led him to the large tree, named the Whomping Willow. The moon called to him in his veins, and he fastened his pace. Once safely inside the Shack, he undressed and waited. The moon rose, and pain shot through Remus like a lightning bolt. Fur erupted all over his skin, and his bones widened, and stretched into a new shape. His beautiful green eyes were slowly turning a dark amber color, and his pupils had elongated. He screamed, for the pain was torture and the child could hardly bear it. When the wolf took the place of the child, his pained screams turned to howls that echoed in the night.
Remus Lupin was no more.
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