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Um, okay, what condition is that?

It's always such a tragedy

when you’ve eaten all the chocolate, and then there’s no chocolate left. Anywhere. 

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Again? If I give them to you you'll never learn.

So, who here actually payed attention to Charms?

I’m going to need the notes on the class.

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But?

It's always such a tragedy

when you’ve eaten all the chocolate, and then there’s no chocolate left. Anywhere. 

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It's always such a tragedy

when you've eaten all the chocolate, and then there's no chocolate left. Anywhere. 

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Remus, please tell James that me sleeping naked is simply a way of life that he's going to have to get used to.

One sec.

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What? I couldn't be more jealous.

Whoever owled me that chocolate;

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I have something to announce.

To that bender, Sirius Black.

Just kidding, mate.

I just threw James' pants in the lake for you.

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Well, if it isn't Loony Loopy Lupin! Loony Loopy Lupin! Loony Loopy Lupin!

Piss off, Peeves.

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... Did you really just tell me you're going to go /wank over my mum/? What's with everyone and wanking over wild animals today? First Diggory and the giant squib, now you're going to wank over my mum? Actually, I'm not really surprised. I really thought you wanted over Dumbledore every night, or somethin'.

You know, at least I don't deny an indisputably secret life as a panty sniffer. We have pictures of that night, James and I do. Don't forget that. Get Peter to help you with your trousers in lake bit, I'm sure he'd jump at the opportunity to get his bent hands on James' pants. 

Later, mate.

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 “Mary,” said Remus from over her shoulder, his voice husky and breathless like he’d run the entirety of the castle. He placed his hand against the table, leaning over to catch his breath and recover. He could see the golden locks curling at the nape of her neck, a fitting style that he had never noticed before. It would have been highly inappropriate to verbally note that under the circumstances, though, so he bit his tongue.

“Sorry I’m late,” he said, brow furrowing. “Had to help Peter – Pettigrew that is – find his wand. And then his socks. And using accio for Peter’s socks is an unfortunate mistake I learned way too quickly.” He joined her in the chair next to hers and set up without an invitation, sliding books and parchment and ink out of his bag and diving in without a second though. Definitions, concepts, and examples spilled out onto the page almost unconsciously. It wasn’t until a full seven inches of parchment were covered that he looked up. He knew that McGonnagal had full confidence in Lily Evans and himself, but he wasn't entirely convinced that he was always the best choice for tutoring. The material usually came easy to him, sure, but as far as the actual ability to teach, he felt he lacked greatly. And yet, time and time again every professor sent their struggling students to him. “Alright there, MacDonald?” he asked, his voice finally recovering to it’s usually steady confidence.

tutor || mary & remus

Professor McGonagall had totally lost her mind. Mary had concluded this over the summer when she had received her schedule for this year. Advanced Transfiguration was not something she was ready for. She had barely made it out of regular Transfiguration and with O.W.L’s this year she wondered if this was some sort of joke. However, the first day of classes she had entered the classroom and questioned the Professor who assured her that she was going to do fine in this class. If all of her other classes were going to be advanced why should she miss out on this one? After the reassurance that she could do this she had sat in the class and understood the first lesson until Professor McGongall opened her mouth and began talking. They were getting ready to learn about Conjuration, a form of magic that involved making things appear even though they really didn’t. This was confusing for Mary considering she hadn’t even learned how to make appearing thing’s not appear. After some careful consideration she had sent an owl to Remus and asked him to tutor her in the magic. She was relieved that he knew the spell and was willing to teach her. Walking into the library she took in her surroundings to make sure that she wasn’t over looking Remus. She was certain they had agreed to meet after dinner in the library. Biting her bottom lip, she quickly made her way into the library and finding a table to sit at while she was waiting. Placing her bag down on the table she pulled out her book, a lengthy piece of parchment, and a quill with ink. Looking up she looked around the library, making sure that he really wasn’t there, before flipping open her book to the appropriate page she began reading in a vein attempt to try to understand what she was reading.

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It looks like I'm being forced to get a tutor for History of Magic and Binns insists its either you or that Evans girl. And I already need to ask her for help in Herbology, so you're the lucky candidate. Fancy helping me, Lupin?

If Binns thinks I should help you, then yeah, sure thing. I'm a year under you though so I dunno how much help I'll even be. What are you studying?

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I don't need to prove that I'm a man, Remus! Have you taken a good look at me? I /reek/ of manliness and honor. Does it impress you, Remus? Do you lay in your bed at night and cry yourself to sleep, quietly whispering "Oh, mummy, I wish I was as hot and manly as Sirius. Boo hoo, hoo, hoo!"

I'm going to go have a wank over your mum. Have fun doing whatever it is you're doing, you bellend.

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Yeah, but that's also kinda lame Remus. You have to gain some muscle in your little arms of yours. Magic can't help you be a true man, Remus. That's just cheating. I have no idea where Pete is. I miss the little rascal. Too much to eat at dinner now, and all.

Okay, better idea. You can prove to me that you are a true man with your muscles and ingenious ideas and indisputable need to mock my choice of outerwear, and I will watch. Get working, mate.

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Remus, It seems I forgot how much that I adored you. Anyways, we're going to need something to carry James' pants in, and I'm voting on one of your ugly sweaters. Or we could use Peter. Either one.

Or we could just levitate it in. You know, the easy way. Where is Peter anyway?

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Remus, I'm sorry to bother you but for some odd reason they placed me in an advanced Tranfiguration class. Professor McGongall says we're supposed to already know how to Preform the Vanishment Charm. Please tell me you can do this?

Right, Evanesco. Yeah I do know it. It's a fairly easy-to-learn charm depending on what you're trying to vanish! Let me know when you've got time, I can show it to you.