Ch. 6, Eyes

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"You know, this schedule could be a whole lot worse," Remus scrutinizes the thin piece of parchment as he takes a quick bite of sandwich, swallowing quickly to finish his statement, "If I had to guess, Minnie definitely takes a liking to us."

"You think she wrote this up herself?" James adds, trying to eye Remus's schedule.

"It's not like Dumbledore has time for that," Callie adds, her gaze shifting to the bearded headmaster, who is currently deep in conversation with Professors Flitwick and Sprout.

"Cal, the man only has time," Sirius objects, " I guarantee you he has a stack of muggle sudoku puzzles in his chambers waiting for him tonight."

Peter nods his head in agreement, his eyes slowly drifting from his friends and towards the hufflepuff table.

"Minnie is quite unfair though," James scoffs faintly as he directs his attention to Sirius, "I mean, you get to have detention with Calliope first."

Sirius shrugs with a smirk, taking a swift sip of his pumpkin juice.

"James, you only want to have it with me because you think I'll complete your lines for you," Calliope points her index finger towards the boy, "And, I won't!"

"Well, yeah, because you'll be busy doing my lines," Sirius retorts, prompting James to huff and Calliope to scoff lightheartedly.

"Both of you, do your own lines," Remus says, gently placing his paper on the wooden table.

"Yeah, you hear that? Do your own lines," Calliope teases with a grin.

"Can't have Moony protect you forever, Cal." Sirius retorts as James nods along.

"I'd love to hear you three argue about this, but I've got to head to the library to study," Remus says, sweeping his hand around the crumbs that have fallen onto the table and neatly placing them on his plate. He then rises, rubbing his palms against the fabric of his trousers. "Care to come along, Calliope?"

"I'd love to Rem, but I've got herbology in ten minutes." Her mouth tilts down into a small frown.

"No worries, another time then," Remus replies, picking up his schedule and neatly folding it before slipping it into his pocket. He offers a quick wave to the group as he takes long strides away from them.

After a few seconds of chewing, Calliope's hearty bite of her sandwich is abruptly interrupted.

"Hey, Cal?"

"Yes, Peter?"

"Why does Alice Fortescue keep looking over here– and most importantly, at you?"

Calliope swiftly shifts her focus to the bottom of the table, locking eyes with both Alice Fortescue and Mary MacDonald, their gazes icy and unwavering.

Fuck.

"Uhh...I dunno?" She says as she turns towards Peter, attempting to hide her furrowed brow.

She steals one more glance down the table, expecting the cold stares of Alice and Mary, but instead, she finds Lily's sad eyes fixed upon her direction. Lily quickly averts her gaze as soon as Calliope's eyes meet hers.

Fuck...Again.

"Oh woah, Lily looks so...upset?" Peter states as his left brown quirks up in confusion.

"Lily?" James's head pops up from his previous conversation with Sirius, prompting Sirius to follow his gaze down the table.

"What the hell?" James begins, turning from the woman who used to hold his heart and back to his friends.

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