[Remus barely remembers the last time any of them got to spend an afternoon like this, sitting by the lake with the sun warming their backs and the breeze combing gently through their hair. He doesn't even mind that they still have homework to do, not when they can do it in the light of the sun rather than by the fireside behind closed doors. He lifts his head on the pretense of working the kinks out of his neck, but really he just wants to smell the spring air. It smells like cut grass with a vague hint of the lilacs that drowse and bend lazily toward the water on the other shore.
It's a pity the other lads can't be here, but James and Sirius are attending double Muggle Studies, and poor Peter is stuck for another hour reading tarot cards in his hated Divination class. Still, it's not like he doesn't have the best of company. He looks over at Lily, whose duties as Head Girl make her more than deserving of an afternoon of relaxation.]
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It's a pity the other lads can't be here, but James and Sirius are attending double Muggle Studies, and poor Peter is stuck for another hour reading tarot cards in his hated Divination class. Still, it's not like he doesn't have the best of company. He looks over at Lily, whose duties as Head Girl make her more than deserving of an afternoon of relaxation.]
How is the Potions paper coming along?