Jan 04, 2011 10:58
[James is slouched out in the hallway of the Xavier Institute, though it's probably hard to tell on the mirror.]
Oi, Pads, where are you? I'm bored to bloody death in English without you and who cares about Julius Cesar anyway, sodding old Roman bloke.
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Shu'p 'bout Julius Cesar, you phil'stine prig. Julius Cesar's twice the man we are. We collect'vely are. And he's dead.
Why're you in English? You're not in English, you're'n a hallway. 'S no class in hallways, James. Moony *YAAAAAWN* doesn't let us....
Zzzzz.
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I am in a land made entirely out of hate for you. You and your wand.
[A beat, and then the rest of Sirius's brain wakes up and thinks about something beyond the fact that he is in a dark, comfortable place and James is talking to him. He picks the Mirror back up and holds it over his head. He seems to have been having his little kip on a wooden bench or...a pew?]
Wait, you're at school? Oh bugger me what time is it?!
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