Prongs {Book One}

Chapter Six - Arrogant

If you don't know Bohemian Rhapsody, you should. (Video is in media).

JAMES.

"So," Remus said, slamming down a huge book on the table, "I found out that Queen is a band, and their newest release is Bohemian Rhapsody."

"Bohemian - what?"

"Rhapsody. Bohemian Rhapsody."

"What kind of a name is that?"

"I don't know," Remus shrugged.

"Well if Muggles can call their bands the Beatles, then they can call their songs Bohemian whatever," Sirius said.

"Rhapsody."

"What?"

"Bohemian Rhapsody."

"Whatever."

"So? Where are the lyrics?" Sirius smirked, "I mean, even if we were a few years out of date, she must have enjoyed it. Right? She said, 'next time, try Queen'. So she wants more. And our singing was pretty incredible if I do say so myself."

"I dunno, Padfoot," I said, "I don't want anyone hearing us."

"What do you mean?"

"I have a reputation to uphold," I raised an eyebrow at Sirius.

"I've got an idea," Sirius said, looking over at Remus.

"What?"

"Well, you're both prefects-"

"No. No, no, no."

"You don't even know what I'm going to say yet!"

"I am not letting you in to the prefects' bathrooms."

"How did you know?"

"It's obvious. You know how much trouble I got into the first time-"

"No one will know, Moony," I grinned.

"I can't-"

"Please," Sirius whined.

"Fine," Remus sighed, "fine. But if we get caught-"

"Yes!" I punched the air, "We won't get caught, Moony. Don't you worry."

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SEV.

"What does it say?" 

Lily was holding a note she'd got from Mary MacDonald, frowning.

"It's from Lupin," she said, "He says to meet him in the prefects' bathroom on Friday night at 8pm."

"It's Potter," I said immediately, then blushed when Lily glared at me.

"Don't jump to conclusions. He says he needs to talk privately about some people in our house."

"I'm just saying, it's probably Potter."

"You are so arrogant."

"I thought Potter was the arrogant one?"

"Oh, he is. But you're no better. The only reason I'm putting up with you is because you're like a leech. I can't get rid of you, Sev, you just keep crawling back." 

The words hit like a knife. I almost felt like crying, and I could tell Lily meant the words to sting. Her face was cold and hard. 

"You're not actually going to go to the bathroom, are you?"

"What does it matter to you?" she turned.

"Lily, please-"

"So what if I go, Sev? It's probably just Lupin talking to me about some first year's Fanged Frisbees, or someone selling illegal Abercrombie and Witch robes. Everything is about Potter to you, isn't it?"