Chapter 2: Chapter 2-Midnight Talks

POV's:

R: Remus Lupin/Moony

S: Sirius Black/Padfoot

J: James Potter/Prongs

P: Peter Pettigrew/Wormtail

R: Sirius. You still awake? I tried throwing some of these paper airplanes at Peter but he just snored louder. How does he snore so loud anyways? There has to be a spell or something to fix it.. remind me to look that up tomorrow, will you? And James is still on the Common room couch, I think. He's been asleep there ever since the Quidditch game ended.

R: Sirius! You awake?

S: Wha? Yeah, I'm awake. Wasn't paying attention. What time is it? I think you can just use a Silencing Charm on Peter.

R: Yeah, but my wand is on the other end of the room… too much work. Can you do it? Please?

S: Of course. … There, that worked. Better? Why do you keep your wand across the room? What if you need it?

R: Then I'll get up and get it. I'm still not totally used to carrying my own wand around all day, you know? I mean, I know it's been a year and a bit, but still! I keep leaving it everywhere…

Oh, and it's midnight, I think. Something like that.

S: That's a fair answer. It's nice to keep at all times though. Self-defense and all that. Only midnight? Thought it'd be later…

R: This day has seemed longer than usual. Double potions with Slytherins? Not exactly my favorite thing. Not that all Slytherins are bad. I just don't like being thrown spitballs at and being called skinny-bones all the time. It's not my fault I'm bony! I eat! I mean, not as much as Peter, but still!

S:They've got no right to say a word. See, I don't agree with you. I don't think any of them are good.

R: There are some nice ones, like that blonde girl...Florence? She seems nice. Very pretty.I mean, it's not fair to call them all bad. I mean, not all Gryffindors are good. And Sirius, a lot of your family is from Slytherin. They can't be that bad, can they?

S: I don't think I know her… Nor do I want to. You're absolutely correct. My family isn't that bad, they're worse.

R: Isn't there at least one that you like? Who did you hang out with when you were a kid then?

S: I had an uncle who was decent, but he's gone now. I've got a cousin, a Hufflepuff, who was alright, but she isn't allowed in the house anymore. So there's two that I like, but overall, I'm basically alone.

R: Isn't allowed in the house? Why? How? I mean, you can't just throw family away just like that, you know?

S: The whole family can and does. You aren't exactly the way you're supposed to be, you're either out or you wish you were.

R: How are they dealing with having a Gryffindor in the family? I mean, it must have been a huge shock. So many generations of Slytherins, and then there's Sirius Black.

S: "Shock" is an understatement. Let's just say they aren't coping very well. It'd almost be funny if it weren't the way it is.

R: It is sort of ironic, in a way though. I mean, Sirius Black, going out of his way to break the rules and expectations so much he's deliberately born into the Black family just to thumb their nose at them. A very you thing to do, really.

S: I'm not so sure it was deliberate. I'd have picked better people. But I work with what I've got. So far we're very heavy on irony.

R: Well, you've got us now. I'm pretty sure James would kidnap you and keep you in his cupboard if he could, you know, and me and Peter have your back too. You're sort of stuck with us now, really.

S: Couldn't have got stuck with a better bunch. You guys are the absolute best. I do think I'd have James take the cupboard though. I'll take the couch, at least.

R: Yeah, it would be a tad cramped for our Oh So Great and Moste Wonderfulest Mr. Black, wouldn't it?

S: It's all about style, Remus. All about style.

R: Of course, Sirius.

…

R: Sirius?

S: What? Yep! Right here. Lost my train of thought. What's going on?

R: Good night.

S: Good night, I think.

R: Good night.

S: Alright, good night.

R: Good night.

S: Night.

R: Good night.

S: Good night, then.

R: Sirus, it's like two in the morning. Go to sleep.

S: Yeah, I probably should sleep, good night.

R: Good night then.

S: Good night, sleep well.

P: IF YOU GUYS DON'T STOP TALKING RIGHT NOW I WILL GET UP AND SIT ON YOU UNTIL YOU DIE.

R: Sorry Peter!

S: Good night. Really this time.

R: …...goodnight.