I woke up the next morning a lot earlier than usual, at about 4 am. I was having a nightmare about running from something... something big. And I was really afraid of it. I reached a dead end and spun around, only to find come face to face with a monster. It was kind of like a boggart, but in the shape of everything I was afraid of. Legs like a spider, the body of other twisted things, but the head shifted into the heads of everyone I knew, telling me awful things. Even Sirius, who I'd thought had hurt me enough, was among those heads. And do you know what I was afraid of him saying? That he would never love me. Sick, right?
But I had woken up to the sound of my idiotic friends doing God knows what, and doing it very loudly. To describe it, it sounded like an elephant sat on a marching band, got the cymbals stuck on its feet, and was now running around, trying to get them off. Can you picture it?
"What the hell is going on?!" I yelled, storming into the room Lily and Rita shared with a couple of other girls. And there, frozen mid-racket, were my three best friends, holding those stupid sweets that made you do all these different sounds, like lions, monkeys and trains.
Rita breathed out, making an odd trumpeting sound. Well, that explains the elephant. The sound got Artemis and Lily laughing like mad people, and even I stifled a giggle.
"Sorry, Paws, we were just having a little fun," Lily explained sheepishly. I grinned.
"Well, you could've woken me up, you know," I replied, planning down next to Arty. I grabbed a sweet and popped into my mouth. Next thing I know, I sounded like a bear. As the laughing and noises continued, I mentally thanked the fact that it was a Sunday.
I woke up about seven-ish with a headache. I'd had the most stupid dream about laughing bears in girls' pyjamas. How that got stuck in my brain, I do not know.
I wandered down to breakfast in my boxers and a t-shirt, not even bothering to brush my hair. I mean, what the hell, it's Sunday. I'll wear whatever the hell I want. And apparently I wasn't the only one who thought that way. I managed to crash into Pitch, who was wearing really short pyjama shorts, and a blue XL Iron Man t-shirt. Some stupid muggle hero, I presume.
"Watch it," she growled, before storming past.
"Sorry," I said quietly, watching her walk away. Jeez, she was still pretty pissed off. She had a nice butt though...
"Ah! Great minds think alike, I see," James grinned, walking up to me in his pyjamas. I chuckled, my mind temporarily taken away from Pitch.
"Yes, but idiots never differ," Remus added, appearing out of nowhere, also in pyjamas. If you call a pair of boxers pyjamas.
"Wow, Rem, I never knew you had abs," I said, stunned. Seriously, for a scrawny werewolf, he was chiselled. And he didn't seem embarrassed about his scars, like he usually was. Nope, they were displayed for the world to see. And the world was definitely looking.
"What? Can't a bookworm work out?" he asked, chuckling. I shrugged, I don't know what bookworms do. And of course, along came Peter, in a ridiculously tight shirt and long johns.
"Whas goin' on?" he mumbled, rubbing his eyes. He was still half asleep.
"Nothing you need to worry about, Wormy," Prongs sniggered. I couldn't help it, I started laughing.
"Come on, you idiots. Let's get some breakfast," Moons suggested, and I could not agree more.
We raced into the Great Hall, and I jumped onto the Slytherin table, yelling, "The fun has arrived!" Awesome, right? And Prongs had done the same on the Ravenclaw table, at exactly the same time.
"Stop acting like fools and sit down," Evans hissed. Ooh, so temperamental. Nope, just mental.
"Aww, Lils, you ruin all the fun," I joked, earning glares from both Evans, and James. I just laughed at their expressions.
"All you weird people shut up. Pitch and I are trying to eat, and your idiotic behaviour is making us laugh," Remus's girlfriend, Artemis, said. I cast a quick glance at Pitch, who was scowling at her untouched plate of food. She definitely didn't look like she had been laughing. But I shut up all the same.
"Paws, mate, you alright?" I heard Artemis whisper to Pitch.
"M'fine," Pitch mumbled, poking her scrambled eggs with her fork. She seemed pissed off, but that was probably my fault. See, yesterday she walked in on me and... uh... I don't remember the girl's name, but we were snogging and I had my one hand... well, you get the picture.
"Pads, I have a bacon-stache," Prongs laughed, holding a rasher of bacon under his nose. I laughed along half-heartedly, not feeling as happy as I did a minute ago.
"Sooo, Sirius, how's that really super hot girl you spent the night with last night?" Peter asked suddenly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Pitch's head snap up. I tried to signal to Wormtail to shut up, but he just kept talking.
"You know, you kept up half the dormitory with the moans and stuff. Remus wanted to put a Silencing Charm on your bed, and James wanted to open your curtains and watch you do the nasty," the little rat continued.
"Wormtail, shut up," I hissed, but he either didn't hear me, or he had a death wish, because he did not keep his mouth shut.
"And I saw her this morning still curled up on your bed, butt naked. And it looked like you got some pretty sticky stuff in her hair," he added. Pitch stood up suddenly and ran out the Great Hall. I turned to face the idiotic rat-faced creature I called a friend.
"Peter, you need to learn how to keep that hole in your head shut, because all you do with the words that come out of that mouth of yours, is destroy everything!" I yelled. He immediately started snivelling, and, utterly tired of his cowardly crap, I pointed my wand at him.
"Get out of my sight before I hex your face off," I spat, and the traitorous rodent bolted out of the Great Hall as fast as his fat little legs could carry him.
"I think you were a bit hard on him, mate," James said cautiously.
"You think I was, huh? Well, I actually don't give a flying fuck what you think right now, James! Peter has actually just made Pitch hate me even more, and all I want to do is apologise to her, and get her to forgive me for the stupid bet that you made with me. Just... keep out of my way for a while, okay?" I told him, and I left the Great Hall without even waiting for an answer. I had to find Pitch, and apologise. Apologise for everything.