Amour

Vingt-deux

"Sirius Black put that bird down right now and listen to this lesson!" Professor McGonnagal cried from the front of the classroom. It's no doubt that Pamplemousse had been a huge hit with the sixth year Gryffindors, you could even call her a little celebrity. But she also wouldn't leave Sirius' side, so he would try and find every way he could to get her into lessons with him. 

Some of his more successful attempts included inner jacket pockets and placing her in his backpack. Less successful ones ranging from disguising her as a hat, to pretending she was actually a very high fashioned french quill. 

"But Minnie she has separation anxiety!" James huffed, looking at Pamplemousse with a pout. 

"That is a bird for heavens sake!" The Professor put down her wand and walked over to the pairs' table, "Give her to me." 

"Non!" Sirius looked at her, astounded. "No!" 

"Mister Black give me the bird or you will be looking at a weeks worth of detentions!" She held her hand out. 

Sirius grumbled something in french and reluctantly handed over Pamplemousse, giving her head a farewell kiss. 

"Honestly," McGonnagall shook her head and took the bird up to her desk, placing her on a quill stand to perch. 

"As I was saying..." She continued on with her lesson, as Pamplemousse looked around suspiciously. Remus had  to fight not to sigh when she jumped off the quill stand and started waddling over the desk. 

Unfortunately for the Professor, she managed to walk into the ink pot, effectively stamping her little feet to track where she walked. Flying down off the desk, Pamplemousse began her journey back over to Sirius' table. She had made it half way before she came past Remus'. 

Turning her head she seemed to assess him with mild judgement. Remus was thinking about the roast chicken that was due for dinner as he stared back. Finally she flew up to sit in his mess of curls. 

"Uhhh-" Remus recoiled, eyes looking straight up like he could see her somehow. He could hear Sirius and James whispering her name, but McGonnagall took this chance to turn back around. 

"Mister Lupin, I expected better. Take the bird up to your dorm immediately."

"Bu-"

"-Immediately."

"Fucking he- sorry sorry," He grumbled, getting up with Pamplemousse still on his head. 

Now, Remus was a fairly reasonable guy, but boy was he pissed off. 

"Ooooo Remus go take Pamplemousse to the dormitory, Ooooo Remus go climb all the fucking stairs, Ooooo Remus get bird shit on your hea- what OH FUCK SAKE!" 

"Language young man!" One of the portraits bellowed, making Remus roll his eyes further than any man ever before. 

"Why don't you come down and scold me!" 

"I will have no such tomfoolery in this corridor! Amend yourself immediately." 

"I will do nothing immediately," He finished, and started the--deliberately slower--ascent to Gryffindor Tower. 

It was normal as always up there, warm fire blazing in the background in front of some red-fabric sofa's. It was raining today so the windows were clouded over with condensation and the faint taps of ran echoed through the empty common room. 

Remus wanted to take a mental picture and keep it in his head forever, but it turned out Pamplemousse would rather get into the dorm as she started pecking impatiently at the door.