The Collision Theory | Remus Lupin

15. Invitations Compulsory To Accept

"Give her some room!" A shrill voice demands, bringing me back from unconsciousness, "and Mr Potter, finish your chocolate!"

"Look, she's waking up." It's probably James.

"I saw her eyes move!" Peter now.

Pain throbs in my temples as I open my eyes slowly, squinting at the early morning light that pours in through the windows. I turn my head slowly towards Remus, who has dark circles under his sore red eyes, "Hey."

"Hey Novak." He croaks. I notice that my hands are being held; my left by Lily, and the other by Lupin.

Madame Pomfrey's shrill voice is thick with annoyance as she approaches with a bar of chocolate and a glass of water, "Black, Pettigrew, out! Come on, go get some sleep, you're excused from first lesson. And for goodness sake Mr Potter, finish your chocolate!"

James jumps of from where he was sitting on the bed to my right near Lily, nibbling silently on a bar of chocolate as he watches Madame Pomfrey. Remus takes the bar of chocolate from the nurse and begins to break it into small pieces, "Eat, you'll feel better."

"What happened?"

James scratches his head, "Rogue dementor, strayed from Azkaban probably. Outrageous though! How could a school like this be so shitily protected! I mean what idiot-"

Remus shushes him, as Madame Pomfrey is now shooting dirty looks at the boy, "James! Okay we get it!"

James sits back on my bed and continues nibbling pieces of chocolate, occasionally giving some pieces to Lily. I guess, in some strange self-sacrificial way, I'm helping with his Get Evans To Befriend Potter plan...

*

"Hogsmeade trip on Saturday!" Marlene yells at the top of her lungs, holding up a notice sheet. The common room erupts into cheers and conversation as people begin asking each other to go together.

I barely look up from my charms homework. It's not like anyone is about to ask me to go with-

"Hey Novak!" James vaults over the sofa, landing with a thump next to me. Bloody Hell, maybe I spoke too soon.

"Hey Potter!" I reply with the same tone, except I keep a deadpan expression.

"I wish to invite you to Hogsmeade." He says as the boys come around us.

"I didn't know you left Lily for me." I fake a sappy expression, "Oh wait, you were never with her."

Sirius snorts, but James his him in the ribs, "Shut up Black." He turns back to me, "Novak I don't think you understand, this is compulsory."

"Why?" I turn back to my homework.

Peter looks over my shoulder, "you spelt Leviosa wrong."

"Oh. Thanks." I mutter.

"What we're saying is," Remus pulls Peter back, "it's your turn to fulfil your part of the deal."

Oh shit.

*

Now fully informed of what I have to do, I make my way to my dorm, to see a frustrated Lily with clothes all over her bed.

"Lily?" I ask tentatively, not wanting to aggravate her by suggesting she go with James to Hogsmeade if she's already fuming, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know what to wear to Hogsmeade."

I stand shocked, "But you never bother. Then you look good without trying."

"Well Potter will probably ask." She huffs.