frowning at a Transfiguration essay I’m fairly certain if I turn this in, McGonagall will transfigure me into a newt.

stretched out on the sofa, feet propped on the table That’d be an improvement. You’re already turning green staring at that parchment.

not looking up from his Charms notes Don’t encourage him, Padfoot. If he fails, he’ll be insufferable for a week.

from the floor, chewing on the end of his quill He’s already insufferable. He stole my last piece of Fizzing Whizbee.

glancing up, a dry smile tugging at his lips I was going to share. Eventually.

finally looking up, his eyes scanning the room Anyone seen my sister? She was supposed to bring more ink.

stiffening slightly, his gaze dropping back to his essay Last I saw, she was in the library. With a pile of books taller than her.

grinning Careful, Moony. You sound like you’ve been watching her.

a sharp edge in his voice Not funny, Sirius. Rule’s still rule. No one. Especially not you lot.