All too soon, the winter break came to an end. Christmas was over and it was time to get back in the flow of ordinary life. This was a depressing thought.
On the Sunday before term started again, all the students who had gone home during winter break returned. Lily, Lydia, Sasha, Aaron, and Peter all came back to the castle with stories to tell and good memories to share. We also told them about our holiday experiences.
So the next day, classes resumed and were drowned in homework once again. The cold, blustery nights were a perfect backdrop to our late-night study sessions in our favorite spot in the common room. Three couches and a coffee table right in front of the fire.
"And… now we move on to Trans-FIG-ur-A-tion…" Sirius said, switching octaves with each syllable. When Sirius was bored, he would make different random noises and talk in accents.
"Sirius, I swear to God, if you don't stop that right-"
"Tonks!" James said, cutting off whatever my threat was going to be.
"I'm sorry… I'm just so tired and I'm trying to get this essay done!" I exclaimed, indicating the long roll of parchment in front of me.
"We're all tired here… Just take a deep breath," James instructed and I did what he suggested. "Better?"
"No," I said, lying back against the couch. "I hate this. Homework is the worst thing ever invented."
"Wish I could just doze off like Remus…" Sirius said, motioning over to where our friend was sacked out on the couch. "He does this all the time."
"Well, he also has better grades than you…" I muttered, looking back down at my paper.
"Shut up Tonks," Sirius said, throwing a pillow at me, chuckling.
"I was just kidding!" I exclaimed, trying to catch the pillow but failing miserably.
"I think there's something wrong with him…" James said, as if on another train of thought.
"Who? Sirius?" I asked, turning my attention back to James. "Yeah you're right. He's got loads of problems."
"No, Remus!' James said, laughing. "But your right about Sirius.
"What do you mean 'something wrong with him?'" Sirius asked, forgetting about my smartass remark.
"I dunno… If there is something wrong he won't tell us," James said.
"Yanno, I've had that feeling for a while, too," I admitted, gazing over at Remus. He was as a white as a ghost and there were dark circles under his eyes.
"Well I want whatever he has because it gets him out of a lot of stuff. Like homework," Sirius muttered, looking back down at his essay.
"I don't," James said, looking away from Remus. "He is sick all the time. I wouldn't want that."
"Me either," I said, tearing my gaze from Remus to look at Sirius.
"Yeah well, I guess you're right," he said, nonchalantly.
The rest of the night, I couldn't concentrate on the essay. The conversation about Remus made me very curious and very sad all at the same time. Every time I tried to concentrate, the thoughts about Remus's mystery disease intruded my mind.
At around midnight, Remus stirred. He sat up and rubbed his head, looking dazed and confused. He rubbed his eyes then looked around at all of us.
"Is it morning yet?" he asked groggily.
"Nope. It's midnight, mate," James said. Sirius had given up on his essay a long time ago and was laying his head on it, sleeping.
"How… how long have I been out?" Remus asked, rubbing his head again.
"Few hours maybe," James said. "Why?"
"Dunno… I just feel funny," Remus replied.
"I suppose you aren't feeling too well, huh?" I asked, almost in Sirius's state.
"I'm aching all over," Remus said, trying to stretch but wincing instead. "I think I'll go to the hospital wing tomorrow."
"You probably should… no offense, you look like crap, mate," James said.
"Thanks James," Remus replied with a small chuckle.
"Just telling the truth," James replied, smirking.
The rest of winter blew on and on. The castle had a depressing atmosphere to it. Students were dreaming of the day when they could stroll outside and feel the nice hot sun on their skin. James and Sirius especially didn't like this time of year. They hated being cooped up.
Remus eventually got back to normal then all of a sudden, his health would decline again. I felt bad for the poor guy. I usually stayed up late and sat with him, talking, before he would pass out on the couch and I would go up to bed. I enjoyed talking with him.
Then, finally, spring came, bringing some renewed happiness into the castle. Everything was growing and the world outside became green. The weather turned and it became much warmer outside. And you know what this meant. Quidditch.
James and Sirius were practically bouncing off the walls when they found out we had to take a Quidditch lesson. It was like PE for wizards. And me, being the total clutz I am, was none too pleased about this announcement.
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