We'll figure it out /Marauders Era

5. Soon Ah Will Be Done

"I'm telling you for the last time that I don't remember anything. Don't be rude, James, and please, let me rest in peace."

"No way! Rest in peace is the things what people write on the graves. No resting in peace, Moony. Forget about peace!"

"With you? Yes, I've forgotten about peace before few years," he smiled on them. Sirius and James were standing next to the bed where Remus lay and looked careful. "Hey, it will be fine."

"Isn't this the sentence which we may tell you, not the other way around?" Sirius laughed. "It will be fine, Moony."

"I know," Remus shrugged his shoulders. "I believe in it."

Sirius opened his mouth surprised. "You what?"

"I believe in it. Is it wrong?"

"N-no, just... You never believe in something good. Please, if you had had some thoughts about – you know – murder somebody we love, you would have told us, right?"

"And if you had told me this thing again, I would have bitten you in the moonlight, okay?"

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Black, the Hospital Wing will be closed until three minutes," it was the voice of Poppy Pomfrey, the nurse of whole Hospital Wing. "You must leave right now. Say goodnight to Mr. Lupin and me. Goodnight, boys," she closed the doors behind them. She had pushed them to the door during her speech.

Now, she turned back to Remus. "Are you okay? I know, it must be hard to heard it again but I understand you more than you think. Half of this school may understand, at least from what I used to see there sometimes."

"Miss Pomfrey, I have good friends, every of them was with me today, I have family and this place – I mean the Hogwarts, not the Hospital Wing," he laughed, "and this is all I need. I am fine, thank you."

"Well done, Mr. Lupin. Well done," then she left and sang some song. Remus recognized just few words from it. Soon ah will be done, this was the song.

When Miss Pomfrey closed the door, he sighed. It was hard to pretend joy and good day. He has never worked harder.

He lay down on his bed and thought about nothing. Then he realized that he was singing the Pomfrey's song.

***

"Ready? So, go!" she shouted on them and started to count from one.

"You've got this, Dorcas," Mary whispered. "You've got this."

"Of course, she's got this," Lily nodded. "She won every match which she played."

"You mean every game?" Mary laughed.

"Of course," she waved hand. "Oh dammit, I forgot to count. Which number would Dorcas accept to not do this again?" Lily asked Mary for random number.

"Let me think," she stared on the sky. "Say something between one minute and two minutes. Plus minus. The smaller, the less additional training, your choice."

In this moment, Dorcas met with ground and yelled on them what time she had.

"Unbelievable, Dorcas!" shouted Lily and run to her. "One minute and five seconds! Unbelievable! You are perfect!"

"Well, I must be really good if I've just overcome the record for this path. I am a world champion now. Isn't it perfect? And do you know what it means?" Lily shook her head and Dorcas continued. "That means, Lily, that you are terrible coach for the quidditch. You didn't count it, did you? Well, if you are so irresponsible..."

"Dorcas, please! We did this the whole afternoon, I hate this stupid game with balls," she spoke disguised. "I mean, you are cool, but the others? After all, it's a mess! There are many balls for nothing, the Snitch thing just flies around, and stupid Potter catches it like maestro del mondo," she put her hands like Italian woman and shook head. "And I should like it? No way."