Former Animosity

17. Questions

"So..."

He looks at me while walking. I sigh.

"I'm having trouble eating. That's it."

I put it simple. He nods, facing away from me.

"Well. Best believe I'm shoving food into your mouth after this."

God, this man is so stupid.

"Why don't you shove something else into my mouth while your at it?"

I say sarcastically with a sneer.

"Wh- Er..."

I furrow my brows in confusion and look over to him. He's blushing. I give a slight grin.

"Are you suddenly shy?"

I laugh quietly. He groans sofly.

"Not funny, Malfoy."

I shake my head with a small smile on my face. We reach our chambers. As we settle on our sides and ready to sleep yet once again still in the morning.

"I think they'll let u if we don't come tomorrow. I mean we do have an excuse after all."

He says from the other side. I lay down straight, looking at the ceiling. If I had to guess, so was he.

"Are you using my illness to get off work, Potter?"

I said seriously, accusing him, while trying to suppress my laugh.

"W-what? No! Of course not. I'm assuming you're too sick to attend class."

"You assumed correct."

I said truthfully. I'm physically tired. A day off from school ought to do me good. Snape will probably worry his arse off though. I suppose and I expect him to visit tomorrow. I'd make a bet out of it.

And slowly, I drift off to sleep.

Bonus

September 17th;

I went over to Peter's bed and laid down on it. Peter, with his back on me turned around and jumped when he sees my face.

"Merlin, Sirius. Seriously what are you doing here? Go to sleep on your own bed."

"What do you think Remus and James are doing on his bed? Their curtains are down and it's pretty late to be together at this time."

I say, ignoring his words and sigh.

"I don't know Sirius. Ask them. Better yet, open the curtains and surprise them. Like how you did to me."

Peter says the last bit to himself, yet I heard it. I ignored it anyway. And continued complaining.

"No I cant. I'd be ruining whatever they're doing and that would be disregarding their privacy..."

"Okay and this is my space of privacy so if you may, please let me sleep."

I roll my eyes and got off his bed. I get closer to James's bed and try to make out what they're talking about. Or... doing. I put my head closely to the thin curtains.

Then swish. The curtains open and Remus was infront of me. I'd make a fool of myself by putting my ear so closely to the curtains. Remus tilts his head and looks at me confused. As did James behind him as he leaned to his right to see me

"Sirius?"

"Uh- Um..."

"What are you doing here? Infront of Prong's bed?"