Chapter Forty-Four
Besotted
Ring the alarm
I been through this too long
But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm
Won't you ring the alarm?
(Ring the Alarm - Beyonce)February 14th, 1976"Where the hell have you two been?" Sirius yelled as Remus and Mia approached
the breakfast table Saturday morning.
Remus looked terrible despite having taken his Wolfsbane all week. The full moon
was the following night, but knowing that his friends would not be able to be there with
him had taken a toll. Even with Mia's multiple attempts to help him relieve some
tension together, Remus was still strangely distant.
"Hospital wing," Mia muttered. "Remus had a... headache," she said quietly,
realising that they were in mixed company as Mary, Alice, and Frank had joined the
Marauders.
They sat down, and Mia worked to fix Remus some breakfast when she realised
that Lily was surprisingly missing. The heartbroken look on James's face at the end of the
table told her that something had happened. She snapped her fingers to get Sirius's
attention. "What did he do?"
Sirius chuckled. "Broke his hand."
"What?" Mia shouted, climbing over the bench to rush to her brother's side. "Jamie,
are you okay?"
James looked up at her with sad eyes, gesturing to his hand. "What? This? Hurts a
hell of a lot less than my completely shattered heart," he moaned and flopped his forehead
flat against the table with a loud thud.
"What did he break his hand on?" Mia looked up at Sirius, who was still laughing.
"Diggory's face."