The Muggle Studies Trip

"Mooooony..."

"What, Padfoot?"

"What is sking?"

"I'm pretty sure you mean skiing Padfoot."

"Yes, that."

"No idea."

"It's a sport that muggles do by sliding down a mountain on strips of plastic or wood."

"Thanks Lily-Flower!"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

"Yeah, Pads, leave Lily alone."

"Out of the compartment, Potter."

"What? But-"

"OUT!"

"No. I, for one, was actually in this compartment before you."

Lily... He's being very mature... And good loo- NO! POTTER IS NOT GOOD-LOOKING!

"Ready to terrify America, Prongs?"

"Halfway, Padfoot. We don't want to leave the muggles in shock."

"Hmmph."

"Don't complain, Lily dearest, half of the pure blood population is going to be a mena-"

"Can it, Black."

"Okay."

"Alright children, let's go!"

"I'm dizzy. I really don't like these airo-planes. Oh, I don't feel so great."

"Marlene! Please don't vomit..."

"..."

"Pleasant."

"Easy, Marls. Here we go..."

"Since when is Black caring?"

"Since always, he's just arrogant around people to keep up his persona."

"It was a rhetorical question, Potter."

"Well excuse me. You have realised that I'm not the same person I was six years ago, right?"

"YES YOU ARE!"

"Um, hello, do I look like a scrawny first year to you?"

Oh no, he doesn't. No, indeed. Mmmm... SNAP OUT OF IT!

"Lily..."

"What?"

"You looked kind of spaced out there. I said Professor Burbage is waiting."

"Oh... Yes, right. Let's go, Jame- Potter! I said Potter."

"Sure you did, Lily. And I'm Margaret Thatcher."

Is he catching on to the fact that I am in denial? Did he just use a muggle expression? Crap crap craaaaaap... Oh Merlin.

"Lily? Do you-"

"NO POTTER I WILL NOT GO OUT WITH YOU!"

"I was going to say 'Do you want to be friends, for Head's sake?"

"Oh. Alright, I guess..."

"YAY!"

"PUT ME DOWN, JAMES!"

"She called me James..."

"POTTER! WAKE UP!"

"Whaaa? Oh hey Lily- LILY! I had the strangest dream... It was completely out of character. You said we could be friends, and then you called me James."