| jadedsirius @ 2002-08-11 02:33:00 |
| Current music: | AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip |
Well, I have just returned from Remus' rooms. Alone. While I am certainly happy to see he has returned from his unfortunate exile, I cannot help but think he is... different somehow. I can't put my finger on it.
Not to mention the fact that he was busy grading papers and sent me away. After making the most appalling suggestion. I do hope I can sleep tonight and not be plagued by nightmares. I cannot bear to think of it.
Remus, do let me know when you want to take a ride with me? I do look forward to it.
~Sirius
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| lupercus @ 2002-08-11 10:44 am UTC |
You'd be different as well had you been bitten by fleas where I have. Thanks for the scratching session, by the way. Don't ever clip your nails short.
Remind me to lend you that book of Poppy's, Sirius. It will change your life. Or, failing that, provide you with something sufficiently heavy to beat Severus about the head with.
That is, unless, you actually listen to my suggestion. Appalling or not, Sirius, you know that I am right. You do. Stop shaking your head at me, you mongrel. Have I ever failed you before?
Besides, after the mess you made with my inkwell and the Ravenclaw dragon essays, you're not going to be allowed back into my rooms for a while. It's impossible to accomplish anything when you're constantly feeling frisky, Padfoot.
I will, however, take you up on your offer regarding your motorbike. Where in the world did you find a Triumph in such good condition? I'm afraid it will never quite measure up to the old BMW, but it is a very nice bike. I should like to take a ride on it.
Would you stop leering at me?
| jadedsirius @ 2002-08-11 10:23 pm UTC |
You're a terrible tease, Professor Lupin. No more scratching for you unless you're nicer. And stop talking about that.
A ride could be arranged, though... unless you're afraid I will molest you. When would you like to go?
~Sirius
| lupercus @ 2002-08-12 12:58 am UTC |
Owl to self: inquire unto Flitwick about the possibility of a bewitched back-stratcher.
I won't stop talking about that. Not when it makes your left eye twitch so fetchingly. I meant it, as well. Will you at least consider my point? I do have one, you know. Don't make me owl it to you.
If you take me up on your bike, Padfoot, you can't molest me because I'll be sitting behind you. I'll be sure to mind my wandering hands. As for when I'd like to go, I hear from Professor Sinistra that there's a brilliant meteor shower going on - perhaps at the weekend we could find a nice hilltop for observational purposes?
I'll even show you Canis Major again, you egotistical fiend, you.
| potions_master @ 2002-08-12 01:48 am UTC |
Pardon me as I try to peruse the community journals without losing my dinner. Is it really this necessary to read this drivel?
What appalling suggestion was this? Is it the suggestion of consuming raw eggs to preserve that shine on your coat? Is the tip of your nose not as wet as it normally is?
-SS
| jadedsirius @ 2002-08-12 03:41 pm UTC |
Sorry to have annoyed your delicate sensibilities, Snape. But believe me, you don't want to know.
So what does Albus have cooked up for us this week?
~Sirius