The following day was Saturday. Remus had some prefect duties in the morning and he finished that Transfiguration essay. He threw on another pair of ripped khakis, another worn sweater, and his Gryffindor robes. Most of Remus' clothes were all the same things: ripped, tattered, worn out, and old.
Remus headed to the Shrieking Shack, making sure the other Marauders weren't around. Slipping into the old building, he made his way to the room they were in the other day. The room they had gotten so close in. So close, it actually scared and excited him.
He pulled out the scroll of the book he had written for Severus the night before when he borrowed James' Invisibility Cloak and map. He'd made a pit stop after jinxing Filch's cat to bark. Potter would probably kill him if he knew what he'd done, but he wanted to do something nice for Severus.
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I don't mind it so much. At least I'm not orange.
Date: 2010-08-09 11:09 pm (UTC)Remus headed to the Shrieking Shack, making sure the other Marauders weren't around. Slipping into the old building, he made his way to the room they were in the other day. The room they had gotten so close in. So close, it actually scared and excited him.
He pulled out the scroll of the book he had written for Severus the night before when he borrowed James' Invisibility Cloak and map. He'd made a pit stop after jinxing Filch's cat to bark. Potter would probably kill him if he knew what he'd done, but he wanted to do something nice for Severus.