Remus POV
Name after name, the small first years that had followed Remus around the castle just an hour before took their place on the stage and sat in the chair. Dumbledoor placed the rumpled sorting hat on each of their heads.
"RAVENCLAW," the voice of the hat echoed in the large dining hall. The short blonde first year sprang out of the seat, his eyes wide, and practically galloped over to the Ravenclaw table. The ceremony continued until there was one final student standing by the stage. He was older than the rest. Why is he standing there?
He was wearing plain black robes without any accessories that denoted what house he belongs to. His curly hair matched the color of his robes and his blue eyes shined from all the way across the dining hall.
Dumbldore rose from his seat and began talking. I forced my eyes away from the student and listened to Dumbledoor's speech.
"We have one last student to sort," Dumbldore explained, "This is Tobais Rosier, and he is from the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He is transferring to Hogwarts for his seventh year and I hope all of the other seventh years will welcome him with open arms."
It was getting harder and harder to keep my eyes off of Tobias. I would not be opposed to welcoming him with both open arms and legs. His long dark hair kinda looks like Sirius' and I swear his eyes are brighter than the candles hanging over my head.
Tobias walked up to the seat and Dumbdore placed the sorting hat on his head.
"Ahhh a pure blood," the sorting hat pondered its decision, "SLYTHERIN."
Tobias got up from the seat and started walking toward the Slytherin table, which was chanting his name. I watched as he took each step with confidence and held his head high scanning the dining hall. Tobias turned his head toward the Gryffindor table and his eyes locked with mine. I assumed he would continue his scan, but he continued looking at me. I felt blood rush to my cheeks and butterflies flutter in my stomach. As Tobias made it to the table, he winked at me, then sat down and began talking to his new housemates.
Did he really just wink? Am I seeing things? He's in Slytherin?
"Moony you look like you saw a ghost," Sirius punched my arm and broke me from my trance.
"Yeah you look like a deer in headlights," James joked, "and I would know. You know? Because I'm a deer."
"We understood the joke without the explanation Prongs," Sirius responded.
"I don't know Padfoot. You guys can be pretty stupid sometimes," James countered, which led to Sirius kicking him under the table.
I tried to join in on the boys' shenanigans, but found it hard to focus on anything besides that wink. I made it through the rest of dinner only half listening to whatever crazy plan James and Sirius were planning, then left to show the first year Gryffindors where the common room is.
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Sirius POV
Sitting through all the first years is always tiring but this year it was excruciatingly painful. It seemed like there was a never ending line of little children waiting to put a stinky old hat on their heads (no offense to Mr. Sorting Hat). The only reason I hadn't passed out yet was because I had James next to me stressing about the prank going perfectly.
We had finally gotten through all the first years when this random bloke was just standing there in plain black robes. Dumbledore began to rise once more and started yet another speech.
"We have one last student to sort," Dumbledore announced, "This is Tobais Rosier, and he is from the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He is transferring to Hogwarts for his seventh year and I hope all of the other seventh years will welcome him with open arms."
Of course it's a Rosier. This school already has one. Do we really need another one? I have no doubt in my mind that he is going to be sorted into Slytherin. Their whole family line has been Slytherins. It's one of their special family traits along with being pure blood know-it-alls. My family is very close with them and always wished I had been more like them in every way. Fortunately I was brilliant enough to stay away from those slimy gits.
As Rosier walked up to the sorting hat I could already tell he has an inflated ego; like no sane person struts up to the chair like that. Dumbledore gently placed the sorting hat on his head and waited for its decision.
"Ahh a pure blood," the hat whispered to itself in thought, "SLYTHERIN."
As soon as the decision was made, Rosier smirked to himself and walked towards the Slytherin tables cheering him on. I noticed how Remus seemed to pay very close attention to Rosier, almost as if he was admiring him. I quickly glanced between the two of them, catching the wink he sent to Remus and seeing his reaction unfold in front of me.
Remus John Lupin was blushing. He was actually blushing. What the actual bloody fuck is going on. Remus could in no way actually think Rosier is attractive. This is absolute blasphemy. You know what, I was probably just seeing things. Moony doesn't even like guys. I remember when he went out on a date with that random Hufflepuff. Didn't last long though. Whatever.
"Moony you look like you've seen a ghost," I commented as I punched his arm.
"Yeah you look like a deer in headlights," James joked, "and I would know. You know? Because I'm a deer."
"We understood the joke without the explanation Prongs," I retorted.
"I don't know Padfoot. You guys can be pretty stupid sometimes," James countered.
After that foolish comment I just had a strong urge to kick Prongs as hard as I could. So I did. He deserved it. I am not stupid. I am extremely brilliant and attractive, unlike James who has a mustache of pumpkin juice on top of his lip as he's staring at Lily trying to get her attention. Love sick idiot.
After James was done gawking at Lily Evans, we started finalizing our plan and decided it was time to put it into action. Moony seemed out of it the whole time, not listening to a single thing we said. A part of me still wonders if it was about Rosier, but I'm deciding to push that thought away.
Moony realized he had to show the first years around so he ended up leaving with Lily before the prank could happen, which is probably for the best because he's most likely gonna be a bit upset.
Once Remus was out of sight, we thought it would be best to begin the prank. The entire Great Hall had a multitude of pumpkins lining the tables and pumpkin juice at every seat so it was perfect. James, Peter, and I started to slowly mumble an incantation and ten seconds later pumpkins were exploding everywhere, even the juice. There were pumpkin guts all over the place; in their clothes, in Dumbledore's beard, on the candles, and there were even some seeds that got launched into people's faces. I had the greatest honor of seeing the most beautiful pumpkin seed hit Snivellus in the middle of the forehead and knock him backwards off his seat. This was definitely worth the detention we will be receiving from Minnie.
While chaos was unfolding within the Great Hall, we enacted our escape plan and quickly fled the scene. We ended up in the courtyard covered in pumpkin guts and laughing our asses off on the floor. I then heard angry stops coming from Remus Lupin and knew we were going to get an ear full.
"WHY WOULD YOU GUYS THINK IT IS OK TO DO THIS TODAY! JAMES, YOU'RE HEAD BOY. YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A ROLE MODEL. AND SIRIUS! I THOUGHT THAT YOU WOULD GROW OUT OF THIS SHIT. THE CONSTANT NEED FOR ATTENTION AND EXTERNAL VALIDATION IS GOING TO GET YOU KILLED!" Remus yelled very loudly.
I'm sure people in London could hear his harsh words. It was a quick outburst of anger though as he marched away once he had done saying his thoughts. I did not see him the rest of the night. McGonagall was the next person to come up to us. Not as angrily this time, instead she held a slight smile.
"Minnie, how's life treatin' ya?" I spoke, trying to defuse any tension.
"Not the time Mr. Black. I assume the commotion is due to you, Potter, and Pettigrew's actions? You will be spending the rest of your night cleaning the Great Hall." Minnie told us.
"Alright." The three of us said sadly, as we would not be seeing our beds tonight.
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Roses in the Moonlight
ФанфикThis is a tale of two friends discovering a world of new possibilities of love. A Wolfstar story. I am so sorry. This is horribly written. Please don't mind any punctuation or spelling errors. But please enjoy!