Fencing

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Fencing



Care of Magical Creatures was one of the only classes that all of them had together - which was why James had insisted that they all continue it - even though it wasn't required by his or Sirius's chosen career paths. "Peter's only got a few classes with us this year," he pointed out over the summer, when they'd sat about the table in the Lupin's kitchen, filling out their schedule forms that McGonagall had sent to them by owl post, "I feel bad for him."

"That's what he gets for being an idiot," Sirius had yawned widely.

"You were almost right along with him, Sirius," Remus said warningly, sticking up for Peter as much as he dared. "Don't be an arsehole about it."

Sirius had been grumpy for the rest of the time they'd worked together on the schedules - especially once they'd got to Transfiguration and Sirius hadn't been able to add it in. He'd made a big deal of bragging about his extra free time and how he was going to spend it sneaking through the tunnels to Honeydukes.

Now that he was back in the Transfiguration courses, however, Sirius was much more keen to being nice to Peter Pettigrew. He threw his arm about Peter's shoulders as the walked across the grounds from the castle to the Care of Magical Creatures paddocks, where Professor Kettleburn was standing with the already gathering students, calmly feeding a hippogriff he had on a rope. Remus hung back as James led the way to a spot in the corner by the great barn, on the opposite side of the hill from Lily Evans, who was sitting to the other side with Marlene McKinnon and Emmaline Vance, already hard at work drawing the creature.

Remus nudged Sirius, "Hey, I'm gonna sit a little closer so I can get some detailed drawings done."

"Teacher's pet," Sirius accused, but he smirked and let his arm fall off of Peter's shoulders and smacked a big wet kiss on Remus's face. "I can't wait to see your drawings. You know I love them." He smiled.

Remus smiled back, "Yeah whatever. Don't break your skull open climbing on that bleedin' fence."

Sirius pretended at innocence. "Me? Climb on the fence?"

"Yes, you," Remus said. "I know you were already plotting it. I can see it in your eyes when you're up to no good. Which is always."

Sirius smirked, "Actually, I hadn't thought of it 'til you mentioned it. But now... Well." He winked and turned, dashing off and instantly leaping up on the fence so he was straddling it like he'd done to the Lupin porch rail all summer long. James was leaning against it and Peter sat on the grass beside James's legs, trying to organize his pencils as Sirius grinned and waved back at Remus.

Remus rolled his eyes, then headed across the hill, carefully picking his way through the students that were sitting and standing in clusters all over. Avoiding stepping on anybody's fingers was terribly important. He made his way down to where Lily Evans was sitting and lowered himself onto the grass behind her. She didn't notice.

"...incredible deals you can get at that thrift shop, I really appreciate you telling me about it, Lily," Marlene was saying, "I replaced half my wardrobe this summer. Bought loads of things really cheap and either fixed them up so they were cool or used them as scraps to make other things."

Lily answered, "You're so talented with your sewing charms. I wish I was as good as you are with them! I made that one skirt once with Ali, but really it wasn't much to look at."

"Sometimes less is more with skirts!" Emmaline said with a sly smirk.

"I'm sure all the boys appreciated that!" Marlene giggled.

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