RP The Lake

J: When's apparition?

A: After dinner I think.

She looked up.

S: When's dinner?

He laughed.

J: Trust you, Paddy. I am pretty hungry, though.

A: Shall we go up?

J: I thought you'd never ask.

James jumped up, grabbed Amy's hand, and dragged her towards the castle.

R: Leave the poor girl be, James!

A: Leave him, Lupin, he longs for the contact of a female, don't you James?

S: Lily's not going to give it to him.

R: Don't morph into her around him, he'll ask you to marry him.

James stuck his tongue out at them all and slung his arm around Amy.

J: Come on, babe.

A: God, don't call me that.

Sirius stood up and followed them.

Throwing her bag to the ground, Millie perched on a stone bench near the lake, and set to skipping pebbles that little water pixies promptly threw back.

Regulus appeared on the bench beside her.

R: Mollie.

M: What's your name again?

She asked without looking at him, smiling faintly.

R: Darren.

Millie snorted, then finally looked at him.

M: That's an awful name.

R: It is, isn't it? I'd hate to be called Darren.

M: I'd hate to be friends with someone named Darren.

She continued skipping the stones, and deflected one with a wave of her wand when a water pixie tried to pelt the stone back at her.

R: Pesky pixies... Presumably this is a free for you, not just skipping lessons? Mind you, if your skipping class skills are equal to your stone skipping skills, you'd have been caught by now.

M: Yes, it's a free!

She looked more offended by him thinking she'd actually skip class, as opposed to the dig at her stone skipping skills.

M: And if you're so much of an expert at this, then show me.

Regulus picked up a stone. It skimmed six times.

R: Done.

M: Showoff.

Millie muttered, rolling her eyes.

M: Are you any good with dark arts stuff? Defense against the dark arts, I mean. I have homework. For the class.

She tried not to wince at what James had told her. He's into dark arts.

R: A NEWT student asking an OWL student for help? Wow. I'm alright.

Millie rolled her eyes at him.

M: Don't get ahead of yourself, buddy. Might as well ask you instead of your brother and his friends. All they ever do is drool over girls and insult each other.

She rummaged in her bag and brought out the assignment.

M: It's on nonverbal spells. I was alright with 'Lumos', but other than that...

R: Nonverbs, huh? Right, let's see... how quickly can you do Lumos?

M: Uh...well, not very, let's leave it at that.

A look of concentration took over her face, and her wand flared briefly. It took two or three more tries of this before she could do the full spell repeatedly.

R: Is all your focus on the spell?

M: Yes!

No.

M: I'm sort of admiring your hair, actually.