7
Charlotte hurried down the hallway, bag slung over her shoulder, barely shut. She had been rushing around their dorm and common room for nearly half an hour looking for her transfiguration book, a relatively common habit since she had begun carting the book around with her, using any spare moment to read back through their chapters.
She pushed through the doors of the library, scanning over to their now familiar table. Remus was already there, leaning on one elbow, face buried in a book. Charlotte scanned over herself one last time, pulling her sweater down to ease out some of the wrinkles before speeding towards the brunette, trying with all of her might to contain the smile as she pulled the now crumpled parchment from her bag, slamming it to the table before him, Remus dragging his eyes up from his page to the large circled 93 on the paper.
A grin pulled at his lips as he finally met her eyes, sliding the paper across the table to read McGonagall's notes.
"I knew you'd do well." He said, simply, his eyes scanning quickly across the red ink in the margins, shrugging slightly.
"Thanks to you." Charlotte mumbled, taking her seat and watching as Remus scoured over the few notes McGonagall had left. He seemed more calm today, not like their first time studying together when he'd been nearly bouncing off the walls, fingers constantly tapping against the wood of the desk. Charlotte watched as he shut his book, sliding it to the edge of the table before reaching for his transfiguration one. He wore a familiar brown sweater with the sleeves rolled to his elbows.
"How are non-verbal spells going?" He asked the table, flipping through the pages of their textbook before settling on the right one.
"Not terrible, I guess." She admitted. She and Lily had been practicing, much more than their other roommates, although Charlotte didn't mind. Lily had cast her first non-verbal spell the very first night that they had learned them, while it had taken Charlotte three days before she finally forced their bedroom lamps off in her mind.
"James is livid. Sirius got it right away. James claims he summoned his glasses non-verbally the morning after the lesson, but we're not convinced."
Charlotte laughed, pulling her legs up onto the chair beneath her as she watched Remus scan over their text one last time.
"You act like you didn't get it right away, too." She pointed out, remembering the lesson quite well, McGonagall beaming at Remus after his quill turned to stone after a mere two minutes of practice.
"I've been practicing all term. Ever since I got to the chapter and realized we'd be doing non-verbals this year." He shrugged. "I reckon Sirius has been practicing them in his head for years."
Charlotte studied the tall boys face for a few seconds. "Remus, why did you drop so many of your classes if you always do so well in them?" She blurted, grasping her hands together in her lap nervously.
He paused, meeting her eyes before letting his gaze fall back to the table between them.
"Dunno." He answered at last, "I can still learn things. I don't have to take the class."
"Yeah," She agreed, nodding slowly as she considered his words. "It just seems like... you're so happy in classes."
He didn't answer, grabbing a quill and some ink from his bag and spreading a blank page of parchment over their shared table.
"What do you want to do when you graduate?" She pressed on, feeling nervous now that he was no longer answering.
"I don't really know, Charlotte. I haven't thought that far." He answered, his voice sounding cold now. "Ready to get started?"
"Yeah," She spoke softer now, leaning closer across the table to peer at the page that Remus had open.
"We'll start with verbal spells, but we should probably practice non-verbally after a while." His voice was back to normal now, and Charlotte wondered if she was ever going to get to know anything about the secretive Marauder.
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Charlotte followed Lily up the final flight of steps to the Astronomy tower. While this class was one of the most interesting ones, she did sometimes wish she had dropped it simply to get out of making this climb every week.
"How are your study dates going?" Lily asked, breaking the silence now that they could breathe again. Charlotte's eyes went wide, glaring at the red-head before scanning around them, although thankfully, and likely due to their slow crawl towards the highest tower, they seemed to be alone.
Charlotte assumed that Lily hadn't informed Marlene or Mary about her discovery, and if she had, they hadn't brought it up. All in all, she thought she was doing an acceptable job at keeping her feelings towards Remus under wraps.
"They're not dates. And I think I'm almost caught back up. So they'll be ending." She spoke softly, Lily pulling her aside before they reached the doorway to their classroom.
"Don't let them end?" Her jaw had dropped, as if Charlotte had just muttered the worst idea she had ever heard. "Say you need more help! He won't mind, Remus loves the library."
"I'm sure he'd quite like his Sunday nights back. There's got to be a reason he dropped so many of his classes." Charlotte answered, starting to head back towards the doorway.
"Well, if you're going to let them end, then you should at least ask him out." Lily had dropped her voice now as the two Gryffindors entered the class, two short tables left for them to choose from, both near the back corner of the room.
"I'm not asking him out." Charlotte hissed, starting towards the empty tables when the door burst open behind them again. With a sudden gust of wind, Charlotte felt a warm hand slide into hers, yanking her into motion as she spun to see Sirius before her. He threw himself into the first seat, pulling Charlotte down beside him and smirking up towards James, who was stood beside Lily now, nervously scratching the back of his neck while realization dawned on the red-head's face.
"Sorry, James. Charlotte requested me, you see?" Sirius's grin spread practically ear to ear, his fingers still locked with Charlotte's, their hands resting on her lap. The blonde bit back a laugh as she watched Lily sigh, taking the last empty table and watching as James hurried behind her, obviously biting back a grin to match Sirius's. It had been weeks in the making, James finding a way to sit with Lily, especially as neither Remus or Peter were taking Astronomy anymore.
"Come up with that the whole way up here?" Charlotte asked, softly, rolling her eyes up to the gray ones beside her. He looked slightly flushed, as if he had raced up the last few flights of steps, and judging by the disarray of his hair, she suspected that he might actually have.
"Two augurey's, one stone." He shrugged, "It's hard to get you alone these days, blondie." His grin had pulled into a smirk now and Charlotte glanced down, realizing their hands were still connected as he brushed his thumb softly against her skin.
She felt the heat of embarrassment rise beneath her cheeks, pulling her hand away and grabbing her book from her bag on the floor.
"Did you ever think maybe I meant it to be that way, Sirius?" She teased, meeting his eyes again as they lit up, a pool of silver as he chuckled.
"I didn't think, blondie." He spoke, leaning into her until she could feel his breath against her ear. "If you'd like to avoid me, you're going to have to try very hard."
"Let's get started! Books out, please!" Professor Sinistra called, tapping her wand to the board at the front of the room as a mess of chalk covered the surface, "We're going to be discussing space weather today, and the impact that can have not only on our stars and planets, but for us as well. Page 47 please."
Sirius dropped his book to his desk with a thud and Charlotte winced as the professor shot the dark haired boy beside her a warning glance. He nudged his wand at the book, the pages flipping over each other until they reached 47.
"Show off." Charlotte hissed.
"Hey, I thought Moony's been tutoring you. You should be better than me by now." He teased as Charlotte finally reached her own page, shushing him and looking back towards the front of the room.
"With your partners, please read through this chapter and using the diagram I've put up on the board, please list some of the repercussions that we could expect to see from Earth." She said, taking a seat behind her desk. "Let me know if you have any questions."
"Alright," Sirius started, glancing at the board for only a second before flipping a few pages over in his book.
"Sirius, we've got to read all of that." Charlotte bit back a laugh, reaching for his book which was pulled from her grasp at once.
"I'll get you a good grade, blondie, calm down." He assured her, grabbing for the blank parchment that she had spread out between them. "So, obviously, that wisp in the corner there," He pointed back to the front of the room, though nearly everything up there looked like a wisp to Charlotte. "That's a solar flare."
He paused, watching her face with a smile as she squinted towards the board. "To the left of Orion?" He said, quietly.
"Not every lesson has to concern you, you know!" James called from behind them, a grin spread across his face as Lily scribbled madly onto their parchment.
"Shut it, Prongs." Sirius offered him a single finger in return as Charlotte turned to the boy beside her.
"Concern you?" She asked, watching as he looped their first answer onto the parchment, his letters tall and perfect.
"S'my middle name." He muttered, looking back to the board.
"What is?" She scanned the board. "Solar flare?"
He shot her a glare, yet he couldn't bury the smile that crept to his face.
"Funny." He scribbled the next answer down before looking back to her. "Orion."
"Your parents named you after a star?" Charlotte laughed, pulling the paper from him and starting on their next answer. At least some of the work could be in her handwriting, even if his was so much nicer. "They set you up nicely for the ego you've grown into."
His jaw dropped as James burst into laughter, Lily even cracking a smile as she set down her quill.
"Would you kindly not listen in on our entire discussion?" Sirius shot back at the pair behind them.
"Two stars, Char!" James pointed out, "And the dog star at that, they were right on the money." James wagged his eyebrows and Sirius finally let out a scoff, grabbing the page back from Charlotte.
"Next week we're sitting away from them." He said loudly, shooting James a side glance.
"No way! Next week I get my partner back!" Lily demanded.
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"Charlotte!" Lily called, the door to the dormitory slamming against the wall and causing Charlotte to jump, her eyes flashing to the red head who seemed surprisingly out of breath.
"What, Lily? Who's died?" Charlotte exclaimed, sitting up in bed and dropping her book to the night stand.
"No one! No one." The red-head shut the door quietly now and hurried over to Charlotte's dresser, pulling out some clothes. "Where are the girls?"
"I thought they were down in the common room?" She started towards Lily who was making quite a mess of her previously folded clothing. "Why are you ransacking my things?"
"Remus just asked me," She tossed a thick sweater to Charlotte without looking, "Downstairs. If I wanted to go check on our Glumbumble treacle for Herbology. He said it's gotta be either tonight or tomorrow or it'll go bad and they'll get rid of it. They like a clean nest-"
"Why are you telling me this?" Charlotte asked, holding the sweater and pair of dark jeans Lily had pulled out for her.
"I told Remus it was a great idea, but that you'd want to come, because it's our project. And he said he should probably ask Pete, so I raced up here to get you so you would have time to change!"
"Why do I need to change? It's freezing out, I'll have to wear a coat either way-"
"Charlotte, you can't go down to the greenhouses in your pajamas!" Lily practically shouted and Charlotte hurried towards the bathroom to change, simply to make the red-head stop talking. Not five minutes later, she was pulling her hair half-up in an attempt to make it look like she hadn't been sat in bed all night studying, the two girls hurrying back into the common room where Remus and Peter were sat across from each other near the fire.
"Ready?" Remus stood up, offering a small smile to Charlotte while Peter stifled a yawn.
"I don't see why I had to come. You could have collected the treacle, I wouldn't have minded." Peter shrugged, the four Gryffindor's pushing through the portrait hole.
"Because I'm sick of doing all of your work, Pete. That's why." Remus replied, though Charlotte could hear the laughter in his tone as Peter stuck out his middle finger.
"We'll have to be quick." Lily cut in, sounding a bit nervous. "We're already cutting it close to curfew and Remus and I have to do our rounds."
"If only we were with two prefects, oh wait!" Peter grinned, Lily huffing slightly as Remus pushed his way through the doors to the grounds, stepping out into the November air and holding the door as the other three followed. They all hurried to keep up with Remus's long strides towards the greenhouses, tucking their faces into their scarves to keep the wind off their skin.
Finally, they turned around the farthest building near the forest, six large bins lined up a few feet away from the wall, a haze of orange lining the edges and giving off a pleasant warmth as they drew closer. They had been working with the Glumbumble's for nearly three weeks, and their last step was to gather the treacle, the dark and sticky liquid that the small bee-like creatures produced. According to Remus, the gray bugs were a bit protective over their nests, and he had read that most people collect the treacle overnight while the hive slept, though Charlotte didn't think most people were collecting it in the dead of winter.
Lily bent down, silently, sliding the bottom of the wooden base an inch, pausing to see if the Glumbumbles would wake up and then sliding the base out completely, gooey black liquid pooled at the bottom.
"Pass me the vials from my bag, Rem?" She whispered, though Charlotte wasn't sure the Glumbumbles could hear. Did they even have ears?
She watched as Remus rummaged quickly through Lily's bag a few feet away from the nest, passing her two empty glass tubes and holding the wooden slot for her, the two of them letting the liquid drip slowly into the vials.
Charlotte turned towards Peter, glancing left and right before turning around to find the boy near the edge of the forest.
"Peter!" She hissed, taking a few steps towards him, the light from the castle almost completely faded now. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing... Just..." He was craning his neck towards a large flat surface beneath one of the trees a ways into the forest. Charlotte could see what he was looking at now, a glittery, shining group of eggs that looked partially buried beneath one of the trees. "What is that?" His mouth was twisted into a grimace as Charlotte reached his side.
"Looks like a nest. Like eggs." She whispered, pulling his arm back as he took another step into the forest.
"It's not scary, Charlotte." He grinned, his face falling into shadows as he entered the trees. "We'll be like five feet from the greenhouses."
"We're not supposed to go in there." She pointed out, looking back towards Lily, praying for her friend to turn around and begin a long lecture.
"They could be dragon eggs!" He muttered to himself, taking another few steps into the darkness and peering down at the eggs beneath the soft dirt.
"I highly doubt dragons lay their eggs by the hundred in Hogwarts' backyard and we've never seen any-" She stopped, blinking as her eyes adjusted to the lack of light. They were not dragon eggs, not nearly big enough for starters and no where near any source of heat.
"Pete, they're doxy eggs, we shouldn't-" Her sentence was cut off by a scream that she almost didn't recognize as her own, two large bat-like creatures lunged towards them, small arms suctioning to the exposed skin above her sweater. She reached blindly for the creature, her brain moving in slow motion as four rows of teeth sank into her neck, Peter's scream now echoing through the woods beside her. The blonde boy was fumbling wildly for his wand, finally pointing it at her, yet no spells were audible through his shrieking.
Charlotte pulled the creature still attached to her chest with all of her might, crying out when she felt the teeth dragging along her skin before there was a blast of yellow beside her and the small biting fairy was thrown through the air, Charlotte and Peter scrambling away as Remus lit his wand, rushing towards the blonde girl.
"Merlin, Charlotte, what were you thinking?" He hissed, holding the wand towards her skin where dark blood was seeping against the neckline of her sweater.
"I wasn't... Peter and I, just... eggs." She was looking quickly between Remus's face and the blood she could see crawling towards her collarbones.
"Char, hey, let me see-" Lily's voice was laced with concern as she neared her friend, Peter wincing at the wound from behind the two prefects.
"I'm so sorry, Charlotte, I shouldn't have been so close, we shouldn't have, I didn't know what they were, I-"
"Get out of the way, both of you." Remus ordered, the tip of his wand still lit as he shoved it into his pocket, reaching for Charlotte's arms and pulling her into his chest, his hand disappearing beneath her knees just as she was about to fall to the ground. "The venom is poisonous. She's got to go to the infirmary." He explained mostly to himself as he had already left Lily and Peter in the dust.
"Remus! Wait, we can come with you!" Lily grabbed their discarded bags from the frozen ground and hurried to catch their friends, Peter on her tail. But Remus didn't slow down, racing through the empty hallways and up the first stairway, the familiar path to the infirmary that he knew like the back of his hand.
"Remus?" Madam Pomfrey's eyes were wide as the boy crashed through the doorway, the wood cracking against the wall without his notice as he raced towards her. "What's happened here? The moon's not even-"
"It's not - no, no, it's Charlotte, she got bit. Doxy, actually maybe two, I didn't... I didn't really see." He rambled out as the healer's eyes went wide, jaw dropping slightly. She pointed at once to the first bed nearest the two Gryffindor's and held her other hand towards the table at the end of the room, a large blue bottle soaring into her open palm.
"How long, Remus? You brought her right here?" She asked, pulling the collar of Charlotte's sweater away from the wound quickly to make sure it was the only infected area as Remus nodded fervently.
"I ran right up. Couldn't have been ten minutes."
The matron glanced at Remus, eyes skating down to where he was gripping a hold on one hip, either not noticing or purposely ignoring the pain she was sure he felt from the rush up the stairs.
"She'll be fine then, dear." She nodded, reassuringly, starting to dab a cloth dripping with antidote over the dark wound. "I'll keep her until morning to make sure it starts healing nicely and I can give you something if your hip's bothering you, so you can sleep."
"What?" His eyes flickered from the rag towards the healer with a quick shake of his head. "No, it doesn't." His hand flew from his hip, looking away from her pitying gaze just as the door behind him flew back open.
"Godric, Lupin, I'm practically choking on the dust you left us in." Peter called, he and Lily approaching the bed beside the tall Marauder.
"Is she okay?" Lily asked at once, face practically white as she watched the dried blood spread into the wet cloth beneath Madam Pomfrey's fingers.
"Oh, yes, dear. She'll be fine." She answered, finishing cleaning the wound and setting the bloodied sweater back over top, standing again to look at the students. "I should ask why you four were outside at this hour-"
"We were meant to get in by curfew, we were just collecting a project for magical creatures, and then Remus and I are supposed to be on prefect duty-"
"Or where you found yourselves so close to doxies?" The witch continued, looking towards the two known mischief makers.
"They were just right on the edge of the forest! Barely even had to go in at all, it's bloody dangerous it is!" Peter spoke a bit too loud for the silent infirmary.
"Alright, alright." Madam Pomfrey winced, looking back to Remus. "I shall inform Dumbledore of this nest, or perhaps Hagrid can handle them. Miss Harris will have to stay overnight so that I can check on the wound in the morning. The rest of you may return to your dormitories, I think the halls will be fine without your patrol for one night."
"Can I stay with her?" Remus spoke, Lily and Peter's eyes flicking towards him in surprise.
Madam Pomfrey's eyes softened as she looked over the brunette, Lily and Peter's jaws nearly on the floor as she sighed, loudly, and nodded.
"But, silently, Mr. Lupin. She needs to rest. You can sleep in one of the other beds, and you'll have to leave if another student comes. I don't want people thinking this is a hangout spot." She commanded, turning towards Lily and Peter. "You two, to bed. Miss Evans, I trust you can get Mr. Pettigrew back to Gryffindor tower in one piece?"
Lily nodded, anxiety written into her features as the matron nodded once more and started towards her office in the back of the room.
"I'll probably just do a quick patrol before bed then, Remus, if you're going to stay with her..."
"Lils, please... don't do that without me." Remus looked back to her. "It's late. Just get some sleep."
Peter paused beside Remus, nervously. "Tell her I'm really sorry when she wakes up." He squeaked out as Lily set a gently hand on Remus's shoulders.
"Come get me if anything happens. Or I can stay with her if you want..." She offered, looking between her friends as Remus shook his head.
"Goodnight, guys." He nodded them off, watching until the door shut once again, plunging the infirmary into silence and dropping into the small chair beside Charlotte's bed. He reached to her sweater, wiping some of the now sticky blood from the fabric onto his jeans with a sigh.
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Charlotte blinked awake into a much brighter room than she was used to. A clean, white light, the morning sun creeping through perfect spotless windows and spilling onto the tile floor beneath her. She was in the infirmary she realized with a dull throb against the forgotten wound in her neck. She leaned over, trying to get a look at it when her stomach lurched.
Remus Lupin was asleep beside her, his legs kicked out over the arms of the tiny chair he had squeezed himself into, which had to have been too small for him when he was simply sitting, long before he had decided to make it into his bed for the night. His neck was stuck out, barely hanging onto the edge of his elbow, pressed beneath his head as a makeshift pillow. Charlotte's back ached just watching him.
Her heart was now pounding so loudly, she was sure he would wake up to it's alarm any moment. Why was he here? She thought back to last night. The greenhouses, the glumbumbles, the doxy nest. Peter. She held back an eye roll as another roll of pain stung through her neck.
So she remembered last night. She remembered the doxies attacking her. Yet she didn't remember getting here, and she couldn't explain why Remus was sat beside her, or rather, sprawled beside her, instead of Lily.
Remus groaned lowly in his spot, his arm beneath his head stretching out as his eyes blinked awake, regret clouding them at once. His fingers flew to his neck, rubbing furiously on a knot that had surely formed from the world's most uncomfortable sleeping arrangement. Charlotte hurried to shut her eyes, to not let him know how long she had been awake, watching him sleep.
"I saw your eyes open." He croaked out. His voice was raspy and she could hear the ache he was feeling in every word.
She peeked an eye towards him and the corner of his mouth turned up into half a smile, rolling his eyes as his feet fell back to the floor, sitting up straight.
"I'm going to need to stay here the rest of the day for Madam Pomfrey to fix my spine." He joked, stretching his arms over his head with a new groan.
"What are you doing here?" She asked, finally, ignoring his morning voice with every ounce of strength that she could muster.
"Felt bad. Didn't know if you would wake up in the night wondering if a vampire attacked you." He shrugged.
"That would be my luck." Charlotte laughed, wincing as the sound left her lips and a sharp pain shot through her neck.
"Madam Pomfrey said she'll need to check that before you leave, but everything should be fine. It looks a lot better already." He assured her, his eyes stuck on her neck for a moment before returning to her eyes.
"So no need to start drafting my will yet?" She joked, pulling the blankets higher to her chest to keep out the chill from the empty infirmary.
He laughed, loud and cheery even for the time of day which couldn't have been much after seven judging from the sun creeping in from the windows outside.
"Well, I didn't know you had much to gift away, Charlotte, but you can remember me as the man who rushed you to the infirmary in the dead of night after you followed the least chivalrous Gryffindor into the forbidden forest." He teased.
"I didn't follow him, I was saving him, actually! I took the hit they were obviously planning for him-"
"Remus?" They heard Sirius before they saw him, the door crashing louder now than it had last night against the wall as it swung, revealing the dark haired Marauder, eyes wide with panic. "You weren't- Blondie?" He called again, rushing towards the bed just as his rowdy entrance roused Madam Pomfrey from her office.
"Mr. Black, what do you think you're doing?" She hushed, giving up as she noticed Remus and Charlotte both awake as well.
"I woke up and Remus wasn't in our dorm and I got worried, but... what the hell happened here?" He turned back to his friends, eyes linking with Charlotte's.
"Peter led her-"
"It wasn't really Peter's fault." Charlotte cut in.
"Forbidden forest to look at a doxy nest and two jumped her and-"
"Got my neck pretty good, it feels like." Charlotte finished for him, trying again to glance to the bite.
"Yes, let me have a look at that again, dear." Madam Pomfrey hurried over, lifting a finger beneath Charlotte's chin for a better look at the bite and nodding, satisfied, after a few moments.
"Looks just as I had hoped. It'll still hurt as it finishes healing up today, but Remus got you up here just in time. You shouldn't even notice it by tomorrow afternoon." She assured the blonde, Remus nodding to himself, head leaned against his wrist propped on the arm rest of his chair.
"Mr. Black, would you escort your friends down to breakfast. Charlotte, dear, I can write you a pass if you'll need to miss lessons to get some rest-"
"No, no, I'll be fine!" Charlotte assured her, pushing the blankets off from her legs and standing beside Remus as Sirius hurried to her side, his fingers sliding gently beneath her chin to peer at the bite.
"Sirius!" She swatted his hand, which had no effect on him at all.
"Blondie, that's so bad! And she's saying it looks better now?" Sirius's eyes were wide as he spun towards Remus, the infirmary door falling shut behind them. "What did you do?"
"We already told you-" Charlotte began.
"What did I do?" Remus snarled.
"Hey," Charlotte cut in. "It was my own fault, Peter and I wanted to see what these eggs were and-"
"Why were you by the forbidden forest?" Sirius was still glaring at Remus.
"Oh, we just fancied a little midnight stroll with all of the dangerous creatures, Pads." Lupin bit back, Sirius's face flickering for a moment, his scowl vanishing.
"Alright, I didn't mean..." He trailed off, sounding annoyed. "It just looks really bad, is all."
"Gee, thanks Sirius." Charlotte teased, pulling the neckline up higher as the three of them started towards the stairs.
"Coming to breakfast, Moony?" Sirius asked as the tall boy struck off away from them.
"No, I'm bloody exhausted and my neck feels like it's going to fall off. I'll see you for lunch." He grumbled back, starting up the stairs without a backwards glance, Sirius's face falling into a guilty expression before looking down at the blonde beside him.
"Breakfast?"
She nodded, running her fingers over her neck, cautiously, before pulling her hair down and fanning it over the wound.
"Do you want to go up and change first?" Sirius asked, knowingly, eyeing the bustling Great Hall and watching her consider it for a moment.
"We'll miss breakfast, it's nearly over already." She shrugged, starting down the steps again. Their feet had only just landed on the first floor when she felt the heavy jacket fall over her shoulders, looking up to see Sirius in his button down shirt, his hair a stark contrast as it fell messily onto his shoulders.
"No one will even notice." He offered her a smile, leading the way towards their friends, gathered around their usual spot along the benches.
"Does it really look that bad?" She craned her neck again to give him a better view and he scanned it quickly before pulling his eyes back to hers.
"Not too bad. It's more that you look like someone stabbed you in the heart by the amount of blood staining your sweater." He teased, dropping into the seat beside James and glaring towards Peter who was staring at the blood stain beneath Sirius's jacket with wide eyes. "Anything we learned last night, Pete?"
James held a fist over his mouth, nearly coughing up his most recent bite of sausage as he watched his friend scramble for an answer.
"You alright, Char?" James nodded, his eyes roaming between her neck and her eyes as well. "Didn't get you too bad, did they?"
"Oh, they got her pretty bad. Thank Godric for Remus, rushing her up to the hospital wing, all in a panic. He saved her life." Charlotte could practically hear the smirk in Lily's voice, even without looking, though she aimed a well placed kick to her friend's shin, satisfied with the small whine this earned her.