Before letting go, James gave a good tug and leant forward, whispering, "You do
realise though that if you hurt—or do anything unsavoury with—my sister, I'll be known
as the famous James Potter, wolf slayer, right?"
"Got it." Remus nodded firmly, grinning.
"Now, just to test a theory," James said, reaching for the pumpkin juice and filling
Remus's and Mia's empty glasses. "Go on. You want my approval? Drink up, Moony."
Remus cleared his throat and held his glass up to Mia, who merely flushed before
toasting, "To us, I suppose," and the two drank their juice.
It took less than five seconds for both of their heads to turn a brilliant shade of soft
pink. Mia immediately looked down, her cheeks flushed at the sight of Remus's hair, already
knowing that hers would match it. Remus looked confused as he reached for a spoon to
look at his reflection.
"What's pink, then?" James asked, looking at Lily.
Beaming excitedly at her two friends, Lily answered, "Infatuated."
March 26th, 1975"Ow! Fuck!"
"You're all still concentrating too much on the transfiguration portion and not
enough on the meditative state," Remus instructed his three friends as they sat in a clearing
out by the Forbidden Forest where the three almost-Animagi practised their training.
Remus sat on the ground leaning up against a large tree, his eyes tired and his
muscles sore as the full moon was the following evening. Thinking about his own
transformation only made him less sympathetic to the mild annoyances that his friends
were currently going through. As it was, James had grown half an antler that he had twice
gotten caught in the branches of the low-hanging trees, Sirius was stuck with four big black
paws but nothing else, and Peter had been able to grow a tail and elongated teeth, but was
unable to return to normal. Their ridiculous appearances should have kept Remus in high
spirits all night, but he was more stressed than ever.
"Whath's wong, Wemuth?" Peter slurred through his gigantic teeth.