"Were you?" He asked.
"Yep." I replied. It wasn't often I got to be cheeky without Sirius or James around.
"Don't act like those imbecile friends of yours. It doesn't suit you." He said. He looked me in the eyes for a few seconds longer and then turned away. His cape swished behind him, and made it look as though he was floating back down the corridor.
"It doesn't suit me?!" I huffed. "Doesn't suit me, my arse!"
"Snape is very much like that." A girl said. It was Hermione.
"Tell me about it." I mumbled in response. She looked at me and then walked off.
I watched in confusion as she did. I expected her to keep on talking.
"Mooney!" Someone shouted. I looked to my left and saw James.
"Yea." I said slowly. He looked as though he had been running.
"It's Padfoot." He panted. This made sense now.
"What on Earth has that bloody idiot done now?"
"Aha, yea, about that." James gave an awkward laugh. "He's got stuck."
"Where?" I asked.
"We transformed, looking for these death eaters and, well, girls seem to really love dogs."
"Are you kidding me?"
"They totally dig Stags too." He replied. "But yea, a crowd of girls will just follow him whereever he goes. At first I thought he was loving it, though I can really see the despair in the poor dogs eyes." James walked me outside the castle, he pointed to the right and I saw him.
The black shabby dog, followed by a hoard of young women. Usually Padfoot would love this, though James was right. You could see the despair in his eyes.
"I know exactly what I'm going to do." I said.
I walked down the hill and stopped a few metres from the girls. James was by my side, so I whispered, "Just go with it."
I cleared my throat.
"Did you hear about that dog?" I said to him.
"What dog?" James replied.
"The black shabby one." I replied.
"The one walking round these grounds?"
"Yep." We were gaining the girls attentions.
"What about it?"
"That poor beast apparently has fleas and could spread a deadly disease."
"Wait what?" James said. "I've pet that dog."
"Oh." I took a few steps away from James. "It was nice knowing you." I smiled.
The girls looked at each other.
"What?" One said.
"A deadly disease?" Another asked.
"Has fleas?!" One exclaimed.
They looked at James and I. Then back at themselves. There was a moment of silence before it was shattered. Every girl in that hoard started to scream. It got to a point where only dogs could hear. They sprinted up the hill and in the direction of the nurses office.
I looked at Padfoot and smiled.
"Who's a good boy?" I asked as I ruffled his black matted hair.
Sirius then turned back from Padfoot, only to reveal a shabby looking boy, who may also have fleas and a deadly disease.
"Thanks Remus." Sirius mumbled.
"I done it for James." I paused. "He was jealous you see."
"Please, a stag could gain any girls attention." James bragged.
"Dogs are what girls love." Sirius replied.
"I think every girl loves a dog or a stag, though I'm not too sure about a werewolf." I added.
"Right." James mumbled.
"Some girls dig the supernatural." Sirius said.
"Not only am I a wizard, I am one of the most feared creatures in all of the wizardry world. So my future wife has to dig the Supernatural."
"Or could just feel sorry for Mr Mooney."
"Right, that's one of the most common emotions when anyone meets me." I paused. "Pity."
"I'm not one of those." James said.
"Same." Sirius added.
"I know." I replied.
"Where have you been then?" James asked.
"What do you mean?" I replied.
"Well, we left Dumbledore's office, you went back in." Sirius said.
"Yea, he just wanted to tell me something."
"Tell us then." James said.
"Um, how about no." I smiled.
"TELL US!" Sirius screamed in a playful way.
"He was telling me that we must be careful. We can look wherever we want, just I can't on full moons."
"Right." James sighed.
"Nothing else?" Sirius asked.
"Nope, that's it." I replied. Little did they know I held some information that could potentially ruin my life.
"Well, it's food time." Sirius said.
"No, no it isn't." I glanced at my watch. We had a few hours yet.
"Yes, yes it is." He mocked me.
"Can we do our jobs and do as Dumbledore asked?"
"Mooney is right, we gotta do as he says."
"Are you siding with Mooney?" Sirius asked.
"Um, I did just say that Padfoot." James answered.
"Oh, I was hoping you'd change your mind." Sirius replied.
"Shall we get going?" I asked.
"Yea." The two said in unison.
"I am famished though." Sirius mumbled.
"We'll find something." James smiled. He patted Sirius on the shoulder and they both walked up through the castle grounds back to the main doors of Hogwarts.
I followed a few minutes later, they were having some friendly banter, chuckling and giggling all the way back. I smiled as I listened in.
I have always been surprised that I have been accepted into their little friend group. Peter, Sirius and James had befriended each other on the Hogwarts express, before we had even started our education. I was later adopted by them in the dining hall as we were being sorted.
We were all friends, thick as thieves, we're ready to take the blame fro each other, no matter the consequence. But Sirius and James shared something else. They could be brothers.
How any of us could allow James to be killed was not believable, not in a million years.
