remmie being remmie #relatable pt2

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Remus POV

I woke up the next morning at nine, which was luckily a Sunday. Great. Homework day.

I lay there for a few minutes with my eyes closed, thinking about what I want for breakfast today, then open them and sigh at the pile of books and single roll of parchment. I clearly want concentrating, nor even trying. I read through all my nonsense, finding at the bottom:

Remus Black
Sirius Lupin

I scrunched it up quickly. Oh god. I don't remember writing that last night. I throw it in the bin. Still too risky.

"Diffindo."

It burns black. Black.

After breakfast in the great hall, Sirius, Peter and James went off to initiate some sort of prank in the dungeons. I went to the library. The only other person there is Madam Pince, every one else is enjoying the bright sunny Sunday afternoon outside, talking to each other and playing games. On second thought, maybe I should go outside for once...

Oops I just picked up a book oh no- and... ah... now I'm reading it.

I will finish it at 1am tomorrow and then pick up another one, resulting in no sleep at all for at least forty eight hours.

It's a vicious cycle

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