Chapter 10 : Plenty of Cold Breezes
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Plenty of Cold Breezes
“What is it Will – you’re all out of breath?”
“You’ll never guess… what I just heard!”
“Remus Lupin likes you – he’s going to ask you out after dinner this evening! I heard Potter and Black talking about it in the dorm.”
“Abbie… ABBIE!” Abbie awoke with a start and rubbed her head tiredly. “You’re gonna be late for class!” Alice scolded.
“Is Rachel coming?” She asked tiredly.
“No… she’s not feeling up to it.” Abbie nodded.
“Where’s Lily?” She asked, as she slid out of bed and quickly changed out of her pyjamas. In her sleepy daze she’d forgotten Lily didn’t sleep there anymore.
“That’s odd.” Alice commented, as she folded up her pyjamas and neatly placed them under her pillow. Abbie cocked her head to the side. “You haven’t made any comments about me waking you up.” She grinned. Abbie rolled her eyes and began brushing her hair. “Have I mentioned how much I love your -”
“Yes, you have.” Abbie smiled tiredly. Alice was always saying how much she liked her hair. But Abbie had a lot on her mind… it had been a long time since she’d dreamed about that.
“Come on then, we better go.” Abbie always seemed to end up walking to breakfast with Alice (and sometimes Peri). Lily had long since given up trying to wake her at the time she went down – it was far too early in Abbie’s opinion anyway. And Peri was usually up at the crack of dawn to do something or other, but she waited for her sometimes. Alice just seemed to be up at the right time for them to go down together.
When they reached the bottom of the girl’s stairs, they were immediately met by Remus Lupin running up to them. Abbie’s eyes grew wide – he was running straight at her. She found herself making assumptions and blushed as he reached them.
“Is Rachel coming down today? Is she okay?” He asked breathlessly. Abbie immediately felt her mood sour. So he was just asking about Rachel. Typical.
“No, she’s still feeling a bit under the weather.” Alice smiled as Remus fell into step beside her, in front of Abbie.
“Do you know when she’ll be coming down?” He continued to bombard her with questions.
“I don’t know. Why do you care so much, Remus?” Alice smirked slyly. Abbie felt her ears prick up. She noticed Remus blushing.
“I – no… it’s just she seemed so – it’s not that I particularly -” he flustered, waving his hands out in front of him in dismissal. Alice just nodded understandingly.
“Of course not, Remus. Just say no more.” She snickered before continuing to skip along in front of them. Remus hurried to catch up with her.
“Hey!” He scowled, and the two continued bickering all the way down to breakfast. Abbie just felt a little out of it all the way down as they continued to talk.
“Are you alright, Abbie?” Remus asked concernedly, and his face was suddenly that much closer. She felt her face grow warm from the proximity.
“Ah – yes, I’m fine.” She flustered.
“You haven’t said much today. You’re usually so talkative.” He grinned.
“It’s nothing important – I’m just tired.” She replied reassuringly.
“Well… make sure you wake up, okay? Where would I be without the bouncy Abbie to get me through Ancient Runes?” Abbie blushed. “See you.” And he walked over dropping his bag next to his friends who were already seated at the table. Abbie was about to take a seat next to Alice, when she saw Peri waving them over. She was sitting next to Will, who was digging into some bacon and eggs.
“Good morning, Abs.” Will smiled.
“Morning.” Abbie replied, dropping down onto the bench next to Will. “I’msotired.” She breathed out in one breath and slammed her head down onto the table. Will laughed and took her plate from her.
“Well you better eat something, or you won’t wake up.”
“I’m not hungry.” Will pouted, piling the plate up with food.
“Come on, do what Uncle William tells you to and you’ll grow up to be a healthy young woman.”
“What the hell are you on about?!” Abbie laughed.
“There. Smiling wasn’t that hard now, was it? And you could maybe raise the room temperature over there, Miss Frosty. I haven’t dressed for chill winds.”
“Ah shuddup.” Abbie reluctantly took the plate back from Will and began to hesitantly put some fried egg into her mouth. Breakfast wore on in silence, Will seemingly sensing her bad mood now and deciding to keep his distance.
Who was Remus Lupin to go round asking about her friends when she would talk to him any day? What did he care anyway? From what Lily had told her, he was the one who carried her all the way back to the dorm on Wednesday on his own. But of course, Abbie knew that would happen. Rachel always seemed to win.
“So, Moony – d’ya know if Sanderson’s coming to class today. She skipped yesterday too, didn’t she?” Abbie thought that sounded like Sirius.
“She’s staying in her dorm, Padfoot.” Remus sighed back tiredly.
“And how would you know that?” Peter asked slyly. Remus’ face reddened. Abbie chuckled.
“W- Wormtail! Don’t go round saying things like – anyone would think -” He sighed irritably. “Why do I let you get to me? I asked Summers.”
“Fair enough. I mean, who was the gallant knight who found her the other day? Has she even thanked you yet?” James asked.
“She doesn’t need to Prongs. We were all out looking for her; I was just the one who found her.”
“And that’s all that happened?”
“Wormtail! What’s wrong with you this morning – stop acting like Padfoot!” Peter laughed and apologised.
“Hey, don’t go rounding on Peter.” Peri scowled. “You weren’t the one who finished cleaning the Great Hall – me and Peter did that while you were all galloping round the castle!”
“Hey, it wasn’t easy for us either. Me and Crockford didn’t even know she had been found. We were out ‘til like three in the morning, and then Prongs remembers he is in possession of a two way mirror and decides to tell me she was found around eleven!”
“Sorry Pads – I was… caught up. I was just in a bad mood’s all.” Sirius shrugged indifferently.
“Like it matters now. You and Evans organised the first Hogsmeade trip this weekend right, first weekend in October?”
“Yeah.” But James’ face visibly hardened at the mention of Lily’s name. “Yeah we did.”
“Whoa, cold breeze coming from over there. I’m chilled!” Remus laughed. James scowled and smacked him on the head who just laughed harder.
“I need to start thinking about the others around me? Now that’s rich, coming from you!”
That’s what James had said to Lily two nights before, and she just couldn’t seem to get it out of her head. Who was he to be saying things like that to her? But she could almost understand it… she had been pretty harsh on him that day. She was tired, and it was an opportunity to vent.
But was that really what James Potter was to her? Something she could take out all her pent up feelings on? She always ended up acting like a snob around him, but she always told herself that he was being a pig so he was no better. But now he was different.
And Lily was having a hard time accepting that.
“You honestly think that I would turn my back on a girl who someone says is going to kill themselves? You think I’d do that?”
She remembered the shock and angry expression on his face when she had said she thought he was the sort of person who would leave Rachel to rot. And she didn’t mean it – she knew she didn’t. Because no matter how arrogant James was, he would never do a thing like that. His heart was in the right place… most of the time.
But he was still a pig. In Lily’s opinion anyway. He’d never really gotten angry like that at her before – but she had made a serious misjudgement on his personality – only ever a bit irritated. But if she’d learnt one thing from that encounter, it was about what a cow Lily was when she was around him. But he deserves it, she found herself thinking – well he did, but only some of the time.
“But you better stop looking at me from down your nose and use your bloody eyes!!”
Lily was so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn’t even notice Will was talking to her.
“… with Abbie. Hey, Lily, are you even listening to me?” Lily whirled round to face.
“Ohmygosh – you scared me!” She laughed. Will gave her a weird look.
“I’ve been talking to you for the past five minutes… wait; you haven’t been listening, have you?” His shoulders sagged. Lily smiled apologetically.
“Sorry… um what were you saying?”
“Just that Abbie’s been acting a little strange today.” He waved his wand at the banana in front of him, but to no avail. “Pelicio!”
“Hang on, Will. It’s pelicisto. And wave your wand in a more circular motion. There you go! And I haven’t noticed anything particularly different – why, have you?”
“Well she just seems a bit distracted, ‘s all. Like this?”
“No, more circular. Like a downwards arc. And Abbie’s always distracted. She has a free period now doesn’t she? No, Will its pelicisto!”
“Ugh! Why do bananas need to stand on their own peel anyway?!” He cried in frustration. The class fell silent and turned to look at them. He coughed uncomfortably. “Er… as you were. Nothing to see here.”
“I’ll second that, Mr Crockford. Remind me why you took my NEWT class again, when I advised you not to?” Professor Flitwick squeaked from next to him, and Lily could almost feel a moderately cold breeze begin to radiate from his demeanour.
“Well, I really enjoy it… I’m just not that great at it, sir.” Will laughed, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
“Well make sure your wand flows in a downwards arc rather than a line.” he replied frostily. He obviously was not happy with the fact that his worst student was still taking his class this year, even though he had been advised to drop it.
“Yes, I know.” He replied, forcing a smile. Lily snickered behind her hand and Will shot her a glare.
“There was a time, when I would have said “well you do it then, if you’re so good” but I’m tired of being outdone by you.” He sighed. Lily laughed and patted him on the back.
“Well, I’m sorry Will. Hey, you wanna go to Hogsmeade this weekend, just us four – and maybe Peri?”
“Sure. Should help cheer Rachel up, in any case.” Lily nodded thoughtfully.
“Do you know why Andy broke up with her anyway – she hasn’t talked about it.”
“I have no idea. I mean, they were always so great together. Remember Diagon Alley, near the end of the summer? I have no idea what happened between them.”
Lily shrugged. “Me neither.”
“Well maybe -”
“Mr Crockford! Less chatting, more casting! Then maybe you’d be good at my subject.” Will flushed with embarrassment and turned back to his banana, glancing enviously at Lily’s.
With the rest of the week passing by in a flash of new spells and plenty of essays, Remus was finding it increasingly hard to avoid Rachel. She always seemed to pop up at every turn wanting to talk to him. So far, he’d managed to shake her off with excuses about homework and meeting the guys but he kept using the same excuses and they were beginning to become increasingly feebler. Especially with every time he managed to get away, Peri would get annoyed with him. “The longer you leave it, the harder it’s gonna get!”
He didn’t know quite what would get harder, but he still didn’t particularly want to talk to her. He wasn’t even sure why he’d confided everything that had happened to Peri. She was like… the Marauder that wasn’t. He couldn’t talk to Sirius – he would just encourage him to talk to her and wouldn’t understand his reluctance to be a rebound of Rachel’s to be dumped. It was still an early stage in the break up, and they still might get back together – where would that leave Remus?
James also wasn’t an option, as Remus ‘had an opportunity to be with the one he loves’ (even if it is a rebound) whereas James didn’t have that option. And Peter was just… he was a good listener, but he couldn’t really offer anything to help him except a pat on the back. But Peri… she would immediately tackle the problem head on, and wouldn’t hesitate to offer her own opinion.
And although he knew what Peri said was true, he didn’t particularly want to act on it. He continued to chew on the end of his pen, trying to finish the translations that Professor Babbling had set them. His friends had already gone to bed and he knew it was risky to stay out alone, but he was on a roll.
“Remus.” Remus jumped, dropped his quill in shock, and whirled around to see who was talking to him. He was so engrossed he hadn’t even noticed Rachel hovering over his shoulder. He panicked, and his heart began to beat faster and he licked his lips.
“Oh… it’s just you, Rachel – you almost gave me a heart attack!” He laughed nervously, but Rachel’s face remained straight.
“I need to talk to you – can we walk?” Remus glanced around, like a deer caught in the headlights. He thought about saying he had to finish his translations, but then Peri’s face appeared in his mind’s eye. Better just get it over with, he thought.
“… Sure.” He gathered all of his things into his bag and dropped it at the bottom of the boys’ stairs to pick up later. Still not looking her in the eye, he waved an arm at the portrait hole gesturing for her to go first.
Out in the corridor, the two walked along in silence and Remus tried to think of something to break the awkward silence.
“You said you wanted to talk to me, heh, we’re sure doing a lot of that.” He offered to the air, but Rachel appeared not to have noticed.
“Have you been avoiding me?”
“N-not really. I’ve just been really busy so…”
“Alice told me you asked after me quite a lot, too, when I was in my dorm.”
“Look, what’s this about? I’ve got a translation to finish.” Remus wasn’t in the mood for beating around the bush. “No, in fact, I know what this is about. Last week, right? The day you broke up with your boyfriend.”
“Yeah. That’s exactly what this is about.” Rachel replied evenly.
“Well. You were upset, I comforted you and carried you back. You fell asleep right off the bat.”
“You know that’s not what I wanna know about.” Remus sighed.
“I – I meant it. I like you. So what? I’ve probably liked you for a long time… I… just don’t really know what else to say.” He rubbed the back of his neck, looking at the floor.
“Then why did you refuse me like that?” Remus forced himself to meet her gaze. It was questioning, almost… pleading?
“Because you don’t like me. I refuse to be a rebound, so stop taking advantage of me and - … look. You’re still in shock because of your boyfriend – you don’t just move on quickly like that so just… just leave me alone, okay?”
“But you don’t understand!” Rachel suddenly blurted out. “I’ve always liked you though – always! Since second year and I never said anything because I was too shy and Andy was helping me!” Remus’ eyes widened.
“You were using him?”
“Yes you were! You say you liked me, so what were you doing to Carter? I didn’t think you were that kind of girl.” Remus shook his head. “Well… I’m not going to be another guy you use to make you feel better.”
“It’s not like that…” Rachel choked out a sob and Remus was shocked to see she tears falling down her face.
“I – sorry! I didn’t mean to make you cry!” He asked anxiously, grabbing her shoulders and turning her to face him.
“No… actually you’re right. I w-was using him. I was using him to get over you and it al-almost worked. I began t-to like him too, though and…I just d-don’t know!” Remus’ face softened, and he wiped her tears away with his thumb and smiled sadly.
"I don't care..." He soothed. Rachel looked up at him hopefully, all teary-eyed.
"Really?" Remus jolted in shock and he held up his hand in front of her eyes, blushing.
"Er... no. Um, please don't look at me when you're crying. I can't help but say what you want me to, so..." He forced a laugh, before continuing in a more serious tone. “Well… you liked me. You grew to like Andy and with me confessing like that it’s natural for you to feel torn as you don’t want to hurt either of us and you don’t know which one you like more. You’re a kind girl, Rachel.”
“I’m sorry… I’m just so con-confused.” She sobbed.
“Hey, don’t cry. Here’s the thing; when you’re feelings have settled, and if you still feel the same way - come to me then. At least now I know I have a chance - a real chance.” He planted a soft kiss on her forehead and took one of her hands in his own. He walked her back to the tower; her quiet sobs the only sound. When they reached the common room again, Remus smiled.
“Don’t cry, Rachel. You’re making me look bad in front of your friends!” He laughed, and nodded his head towards Lily and Will who sat at the bottom of the girls’ stairs – their heads lifting when they saw the pair enter. He squeezed her hand reassuringly.
“See you.” Rachel still couldn’t say anything, and he let go, walking over to the boys’ staircase where he picked up his bag and began to climb; not once looking back.
Saturday morning came, and for Sirius Black that meant waking up. And that was difficult. There were several stages for him getting up – the first was the alarm charm going off in his head, and him casting another one – like a snooze button. The second step involved waking up from the second alarm charm and groaning very loudly. Then he’d end up throwing his pillow someplace and he’d roll out of bed so that the shock would wake him up. Soon after, he would treat himself to some chocolate before breakfast from his secret stash (he’d told the others already – he wasn’t addicted to candy. He could quit whenever he wanted to. And what’s with their “no candy after five” rule? Having candy at four would make him just as hyper.).
Today was no different; except for the routine would most likely be a couple of hours later. It would be earlier than say, last Saturday, because it was Hogsmeade so he didn’t want to miss the trip. So, when Sirius heard the second alarm charm ring off in his head he groaned very loudly. His arm sent things crashing to the floor from his bedside table as he groped for his wand. Not being able to find it, he growled in frustration and threw his pillow at the wall.
In desperation to stop the ringing, Sirius rolled out of bed and howled in pain as his back hit the floor. Then he saw his wand just under his bed and remembered – this is where he always put it after the first alarm charm. But he never seemed to remember that at the right time. He pointed the tip to his head and the ringing silenced immediately. Sirius sighed contentedly, still sat on the floor and growled again. Since I’m sitting here I may as well get up, he thought irritably.
Ten minutes later, he stepped out of the bathroom fully freshened up just as Peter walked into the room wrapped in a scarf and woolly hat.
“Ah – you’re awake Padfoot! We were going to go without you, but Prongs said we needed you because you usually know what supplies to get at Zonko’s. Not to mention you’re Benjy’s favourite, so you’re bound to get a discount.” Sirius nodded tiredly. “In any case, I brought you some toast with bacon, your favourite and some orange juice.”
Sirius smiled in bliss, walked over and hugged Peter. “Thanks Wormtail. You’re the best friend a bacon-less guy could have.” Peter rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, I know, now stop touching me and take your bloody bacon.” He growled and Sirius obeyed. “We’ll all be waiting in the Entrance Hall for you – its cold out, and don’t be too long.”
“You’re like the mother I never had, Wormy.”
“Right. Now I’m scarred for life. Please don’t creep me out.” He waved and left the room. Sirius grinned at the door as he wolfed down his bacon. Still slurping his orange juice he groped around the bed for his hat and scarf – but got startled when the bed ran out and he slipped; spilling orange juice over his top. Sirius cursed – this was going to be a long day.
Half an hour later, Sirius marched down the marble staircase (in a new shirt) wrapped up in several scarves and gloves. His three friends were waiting at the bottom, talking quietly amongst themselves.
“Are you quite warm enough there, Padfoot?” James laughed, gesturing to how well wrapped up he was.
“I know I said its cold out but, jeez…” Peter shook his head, smiling. Sirius glared back indignantly.
“You can never be too careful. And where would the Great Black be if he caught a cold?” He asked melodramatically. The other’s just shook their heads and began to head towards the door. “Isn’t Peri coming with us?” Sirius asked. He hadn’t liked her hanging around them as if they’d known each other for years, but he’d become so used to her company recently that it seemed odd now that she wasn’t here. James shook his head.
“She’s going round with the girls.” Sirius rolled his eyes.
“Then finally we can have some Marauder time.” James nodded absently, following Remus and Peter out the doors. Filch glared at them on their way out, his new kitten brushing against his legs affectionately before hissing at the boys.
“Now, now, Mrs Norris. Save it for when they come back with their pockets full.” He sneered, and the boys dashed away. Once they were out of earshot, they collapsed into fits of laughter.
“He… he called it Mrs Norris!” Peter cried, tears of mirth streaming down his face.
“He probably calls it “darling” when they’re in private!” Sirius barked with laughter. Clapping each other on the back in an attempt to regain their composure, the friends ambled into Hogsmeade just the same as they did back in their third year.
“Hey, have you checked out the new Nimbus 1001?” James asked.
“I saw it in Diagon Alley!” Peter piped up. “It was in the display for Quality Quidditch Supplies.”
“Like you could ever afford a Nimbus.” Sirius snorted.
“Well neither can you, with your family disowning you!”
“Fair point, Wormtail.” He grinned and patted him on the back.
“Well, are we going to hit Zonko’s first?” Remus asked drily, already knowing what the answer would be.
“Why wouldn’t we?”
They stepped into the shop, glad to get out of the cold breeze and shook themselves off.
“Well if it isn’t my best customers?” Came a laugh from the back. The boys turned to the familiar voice and saw a short, gingery-blonde haired man, who was wiping a Fanged Frisbee with a dishcloth.
“Benjy! Got anything new for us?” Sirius grinned, walking over to the man. Benjy Fenwick was the store manager of this particular branch of Zonko’s, and greatly appreciated the amount of business the boys gave him. He gestured towards a door in the back.
“Just follow me, boys. I swear you lads are gonna get me a promotion someday!” The others laughed and followed him through.
Whilst the Marauder’s were being shown the latest and the greatest in the way of prank material, Peri was being shown around Hogsmeade by her other friends. She’d learnt a lot about these guys in the past couple of weeks, and for one it was about the relationship between Lily and James.
It turned out he had made such a bad first impression of her, and had tried way to hard only making him hate her that Lily just wouldn’t have any of this “new Potter” tosh she thought the others were going on about. Peri wondered what James must have done when they were in their first couple of years at Hogwarts for Lily to have this strong an opinion. For no where near the first time, she wished she hadn’t moved away.
In all other aspects, Lily was a kind girl; always offering to help the younger students with their Charms and/or Potions work. She did it for House Points for Flitwick and Slughorn apparently, but that wasn’t only why she did it.
“This is the Three Broomsticks. It’s just were everyone goes to relax and have a butterbeer really.” Will shrugged, gesturing at the large building for her. Peri crinkled her eyebrows in confusion.
“What’s a butterbeer?” The four friends gaped at her in shock. Peri shrugged awkwardly. In unison, Rachel and Abbie each grabbed one of her arms and pulled her into the warm pub. Taking off her scarf because of the heat, she was placed in a seat at a table by the window next to Will and Lily with strict orders not to move. With Rachel and Abbie rushing off to the counter, an awkward silence descended upon the three of them.
“What was that thing that Black kept doing in Divination last week? Awkward silence tortoise or something?” Will smirked.
“It’s a turtle I think.” Peri replied. “He’s recently become obsessed with them and I keep saying – it’s stupid, and he really should just stop it. But he never listens, typical Sirius -” She stopped abruptly, glancing sideways at Lily who smiled tiredly.
“Don’t worry about talking about Black or… Potter, around me. It’s fine; honestly, they’re your friends too. And I wouldn’t be a particularly good friend if I forbade you to talk about them anyway.” She smiled and Peri smiled back. “Not to mention I am a bit of a snob towards them some of the time.” Lily added quietly.
“What was that, Lily?” Will asked slyly.
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Yes you did! I heard that – say it again!”
“I have no idea what you’re on about.” Lily continued, the corner’s of her mouth quirking upwards. “It must be your imagination.” Peri laughed at Will so desperately trying to get Lily to repeat what she’d said. Lily couldn’t blame them. The door to the Three Broomsticks was opened again, sending a cold breeze whooshing through the pub. The four Marauders stood in the doorway, and Peri waved. James and Remus waved cheerfully back, but Sirius and Peter didn’t seem to have noticed her. Wanting to avoid a fight, the boys chose a seat the furthest away from Lily as they could get and Peri smirked.
“Well I’m going to go get drinks.” James jumped up from the seat he had only just sat down in and pushed his way through the crowd to the counter. Once he was gone, Sirius turned to Remus and Peter with an incredulous look on his face.
“I need to talk to you guys. Without Prongs, I mean.”
“Well the queue’s pretty long there, Padfoot. What’s this about?” Remus replied.
“Here you are Peri!” Rachel cried happily. “One butterbeer. Drink up!” Peri obediently took a sip, glad that they seemed to be taking her mind off what happened last week. She felt a warm frothy liquid enter her mouth – and it was delicious!”
“Mmm.” She licked her lips, wanting more. “It tastes a little like Sodabeer from Salem – but much nicer!” She added. She took a few more long gulps, much to the others’ satisfaction.
“What about her?” Peter asked, glancing in the girls’ direction.
“Well… isn’t this at all weird for you? She turns up out of nowhere – BAM, she’s James’ cousin. Then suddenly, she knows all our secrets and hangs around with us as if she’d been our friend for the past seven years!”
“… It is a bit strange. But Peri’s all right.”
“Yes, but… she may be James cousin – but she already knows we’re animagus! And are you planning on telling her about your furry little problem?”
“Well there you are.”
“No, Pads. I’m not going to tell her because it has nothing to do with her. Got it?”
“Whatever. But I don’t trust her.”
“Oh just stop fighting you two!” Peter interjected sharply. The two glared daggers at him and he shrunk back in his seat.
“Let’s talk about this when she’s not on the other side of the room.” Remus snapped and turned away.
“Shoot! I left my butterbeer back at the counter.” Abbie suddenly cried, whilst she was watching Peri gulp down her own.
“Blonde!” Will laughed, and Abbie flicked her blonde ponytail dramatically before making her way back to the counter. The pub was rather busy (as it was a cold day) so she found herself being jostled around. She pushed her way up to the bar, and out of the corner of her eye she saw Remus and Sirius involved in a heated argument. Remus turned away from Sirius and caught Abbie’s eye – he waved cheerfully but Abbie just turned away, to his confusion. She walked past a familiar black haired boy just as she retrieved her butterbeer.
“Hey, Potter. Your friends were arguing over there.”
“Really?” James replied, obviously surprised.
“Yeah. Not that it’s my business or anything.” She shrugged and carried on past him. She felt a soft tap on her shoulder and turned around; expecting to see James but instead got the shock of her life.
It was Andy.
“Whoa, I can feel a stony breeze coming from this corner; it may even have its own atmospheric temperature.” James laughed, as he placed four butterbeers on the table and took a seat next to Remus.
“Where did you learn big words like that?” Peter laughed, trying to lighten the mood.
“Lily’s always leaving weird muggle books around the Dorm. What’s up over here? Riley said she heard you arguing - not to mention I’m being sub-zeroed here.” Sirius and Remus both glared at each other, but refused to say anything. James sighed. He was about to make another comment when a loud SPLASH was heard throughout the pub.
The room fell silent, as everyone turned to the counter. Andy Carter stood next to Abbie, who apparently had just thrown her butterbeer all over him. He stood there, mouth agape, as if he wasn’t quite sure what had just happened.
“You make me sick!” She spat, and turned on her heel back towards her table.
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