Sixth Year : Mince Pies

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Tuesday 14th December 1976

“Alright, who d’you reckon for keeper?” Sirius asked, tugging his sagging school bag back up onto his shoulder, “Filch, or Slughorn?”

James frowned, deep in thought. “Hmmm...I figured Filch for a beater. Sadistic old bugger seems like he’s just itching to whack something.”

“Ugh, too right he is—Slughorn, then?”

“I dunno...who’ve we got left?”

“Well, we’ve already done Hooch, McGonagall, Flitwick...suppose there’s Sprout, and—”

“Evans!”

Sirius sighed, resigning himself to an unfinished conversation. There would be no getting James to focus, now that he’d spotted Lily. She was walking next to Mary, and the two girls spun around, peering back.

“Oh. Potter.”

“Hello James, Sirius.”

“Macdonald.”

Sirius returned Mary’s smile, and James gave her a friendly nod before his eyes drifted inevitably back over to Evans.

“What are you lads up to?” Mary asked, as the four of them fell into step.

“Trying to build a Hogwarts quidditch team with the professors.”

“Of course you are. And how’s that coming along?”

“We’re stuck on Slughorn.”

“Mm...Keeper?”

“That’s what I was saying!”

James interrupted, eyes still glued to Lily as he asked, “Where are you lot off to?”

“Library,” Lily sniffed, primly.

“Going to one of Remus’s classes,” Mary supplied, “He’s been saying for the past week that each one’s going to be the last, but I think he might actually be serious this time.”

“Well, that’s not possible, because I’m—”

“Shut it, Black,” both James and Mary chorused, simultaneously. Sirius grinned.

“Mind if we tag along?” James asked, and for a moment Sirius’s heart sped up, pulse kicking—but then,

“Black doesn’t go to the library,” Mary said. He turned to look at her, and their eyes met. “He’s got a reputation to maintain, after all,” she added, smirking.

James laughed, and Lily rolled her eyes; neither seemed to think anything of the casual excuse. But Sirius was still looking at Mary, who raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled, as if to say, you’re welcome. He swallowed, feeling jittery, unmoored.

“Why don’t you two go on, then?” Mary said, turning back to their friends. Lily’s head whipped around, and she gave Mary a very pointed frown, eyes wide. Sirius grinned.

“Yeah, Evans, let’s switch...”

Lily narrowed her eyes at him, and Mary giggled.

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