#headboy-james

He truly didn't get why they had to do this together.  He didn't want to do this event at all, and getting partnered up with that prat made it that much worse.  But if his partner didn't get here in time, he wouldn't have to worry about that.

Remus, who was happily sitting in his bed, sipping a cup of tea, balancing a book that looked more like a brick than a book on his knees, had come in that day to find Sirius cuddled up with a bear on the couch, and decided to neither question it or wake the man up. He could hear conversations down the steps from the doors, but in the now-waning moon could not make them out, so he happily sat, blissfully unaware of the strange and not-very-subtle conversation taking place downstairs.

If they were late leaving the castle on this full moon night, then they would certainly be late catching up with Remus. Remus never said it, he was far too polite to say anything, but Peter knew, in his heart, that Remus did not like going through his transformation alone. If they continued to be late, then alone was what Remus would be. If that happened, Peter reminded himself, then Remus would be upset. If Remus was upset, then Moony would be upset, and if Moony was upset... Peter paused, froze really, and he pushed those dark thoughts out of his head. He knew he was important in all this, of course he was, they couldn't get to Remus without him... on the other hand, a rat did not stand much of a chance up against a werewolf, and Peter did not like that. He checked his watch again, swore, and began to pace.