RP The Lake

M: ...I don't know.

Her smirk slowly faded from her face.

M: I don't want to argue with you anymore, if that counts for anything.

R: It's inconvenient for me to have to frown at everyone.

M: And it's inconvenient for me to constantly be in distress. Actually, I think it'd be in our best interest to just...be friends again?

R: Perhaps not friends.

M: Oh. Okay, fine, not arguing. I'm sorry I slapped you and I was a psychotic bitch to you. There.

R: Sorry you slapped me and we a psychotic bitch to you.

M: Fair enough.

Her lips twitched as she held her hand out for him to shake.

M: Not friends?

Regulus shook it.

R: Not friends.

M: Cool.

She quickly pulled her hand away when she realized she'd been holding it for too long.

M: So...lunch?

R: Lunch.

M: Cool.

She repeated lamely. She got up and stood around to wait for him, then remembered they weren't friends so she walked ahead, but slow enough to allow him to catch up. They went to lunch.

Amy sat by the lake.

They were all there except James cos Care of Magical Creatures.

P: Did I ever tell you about what happened when I went into the room of requirement with Millie?

Evangeline cringed at the very thought.

R: No Pete, what happened?

P: It was really weird. I went through the door, right, and I was in Beijing. No warning, just bam, a small hut in China. There was an old woman selling hair pins. I tried to buy one but she wouldn't take galleons. Anyway, eventually I was chased from the shop by an angry man with a stick.

Amy stared, blankly.

Remus' eyes widened while Evangeline merely blinked at him incredulously.

E: And this just slipped your mind?

P: Yeah I forgot! There was so much going on... and it baffles you a bit.

S: Bullshit.

P: I swear!

E: That cannot possibly be true. One does not simply forget what happens in the Room of Requirement.

She gave Sirius a sidelong glance.

Sirius nudged her with a jokey scowl. His eye was patched up quite nicely, but there was still a faint bruise.

P: You'd think.

A: I can't believe you went to China.

R: You can't have gone to China!

Evangeline was more focused on Sirius than Peter and his tales of the Orient. Her gaze was drawn to the bruise still there, faintly, that yellowish colour of one almost-healed. She felt a glow inside her as she remembered that Sirius Black had gotten into a fight over her, and her lips tingled as she remembered kissing his cheek, which admittedly had relieved just a fraction of the sexual tension between them.

P: I did.

Sirius scoffed at this, and his hand subconsciously rubbed the bruise, wincing as it ached under his touch. Amy noticed this and squinted at her friend.

A: Hey, Sirius, how did that happen?

R: Was it Evangeline?

He joked. Evangeline blushed at how close this was to the truth.

S: Yeah, she showed me.

He grinned.

A: Really?

S: No.

E: No, it was far more noble than being hit by me.