Sirius leaned over, squeezing Remus’ hand quickly before he obviously settled into sleep, and Sirius dropped his hand again, looking back over at James. “Brill.” He said, with a small smile. “It was really nice, you know, to just… get away from everything.” He furrowed his brow though as James continued talking. “What is it?” He asked, never one that enjoyed being kept waiting.
James gave a small smile, glad that his best mates had had an opportunity to do that. “Not even going to lie and say I missed you,” he teased. “Empty dormitory? No snogging there but my own? It was lovely. If a little quiet.”
He pulled up a chair beside Remus’s bed and folded himself into it, pulling his knees up to his chest and resting his head on them. He looked up at Sirius seriously, and said it bluntly, without preamble: “Rodolphus Lestrange is dead.”
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itspadfoot reblogged this from jamesie-james and added:
Sirius yawned as well when...did, frowning over at him. He settled back on
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jamesie-james reblogged this from itspadfoot and added:
“Right,” James said, and...that taken care of, his body was begging
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moony-remus-lupin reblogged this from itspadfoot and added:
Remus was more than glad when they avoided the stairs and took the passage way. As they continued to make their way...
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