RP Grand Hall

A: No more kisses for you!

She squealed, sitting up.

A: James piss off!

James finally stopped, looking pleased with himself. Remus pulled Amy into him.

A: Nope, you refused to defend my honour.

She insisted, trying to pull away from Lupin.

Lupin kept a steadfast hold on her.

R: It was righteous punishment.

A: He tickled me!

She complained, leaning into Remus, defeated.

R: You deserved it.

He kissed her forehead.

A: He's still a prat.

She remarked, loudly.

James wiggled his fingers dangerously.

J: These are lethal weapons.

A: He says that to all the ladies.

Remus shuddered.

R: Just the one.

Lily was busy laughing away with her friends
friends, oblivious to James - or so it seemed.

Amy rolled her eyes, glancing at Lily, who kept stealing looks at James.

A: Bless.

James didn't even hear Amy. He was mentally composing a haiku about the shade of Lily's hair.

R: Poor lovesick fool.

A: We were never like that.

People were milling out of the hall now, but a few were remaining, talking in jovial voices.

R: Speak for yourself.

He chuckled.

Lily smiled over at James, blushing at his gaze.

A: Yeah I guess.

They were essentially James' parents, watching his and Lily's exchange.

R: Bet you a galleon they'll be together by Easter.

Amy nodded.

A: Okay.

She sat up straight.

A: common room?

R: Common room.

They left

Oh look tea time. James, Amy, and Remus arrived first. James still clung to Remus.

Sirius swaggered in, looking no more rugged than usual. He sat at the Gryffindor table, and smiled.

A: Where've you been?

S: Nowhere.

He shrugged.

Evangeline scurried in with her head down, looking less perfect than usual. She sat down next to Amy, smiling blushingly.

J: So that's where you've been.

Sirius frowned.

S: I've idea what you're inferring.

Evangeline quietly squeaked to herself as she caught James' knowing eye, and gripped Amy's hand under the table. Waggling his eyebrows, James elbowed Sirius in the ribs and whispered.

J: Been in the Netherlands?

Peter looked up. As a matter of fact, he'd recently visited the Netherlands via the drain in the dungeons.

Millie, who had been sitting at the table all along (obviously), offered Evangeline a genuine, if slightly surprised, smile.

M: Your part's a bit mussed.

She whispered, so the boys wouldn't hear.