James *staggering around with a bottle of fire whisky*: Drink with me Moony.
Remus: I don't drink. I'm a prefect.
James: Nobody is perfect, Moony.
James: Not even you.
Sirius: As hard as that is to believe.
Remus:
Remus:
Remus: I'm surrounded by idiots.
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𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖱𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝖯𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽
FanfictionRamble: Walk for pleasure. "𝘎𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯, 𝘏𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘥. 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨." //A collection of extremely and mind bogglingly short stories from the Wizarding World (mostly the Marauders).// ...
