The First Lesson

[resistinglunacy]

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[someheyjealousy]

...SEE I KNEW YOU'D BLAME US FOR THIS.

[resistinglunacy]

Hmm...Prongs, am I right?

Well, you have to admit, it is usually your doing.

[someheyjealousy]

MOONY MOONY MOONY YES IT'S PRONGS.

I am sure I have no idea what you mean.

Looks like you were abducted too. Which AGAIN not our fault. I'm pretty sure. HI.

[resistinglunacy]

Haha, down boy. Funny, usually Padfoot is the recipient of that.

You know perfectly well what I mean!

Probably the first and last thing that is not your fault, I'll give you that.

[someheyjealousy]

Oi, you canines and your humor.

I am the epitome of innocence and responsibility.

[resistinglunacy]

Hey, hey, I resent that! And keep that under wraps, won't you? Nobody here knows, I perfer it to stay that way...

Right, then I'm the King of England.

[nosonofyours]

SEE JAMES? SEE? I TOLD YOU IT WAS GOING IN ORDER! And Moony's right. Should I be jealous? What was happening at Hogwarts while I was gone, HMMM?

......MOONY!

[someheyjealousy]

NO I'M PRETTY SURE IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR SO CALLED "ORDER". Oh hahahaha you guys. Hilarity.

...This means that the Peter stands all alone. I can't even imagine.

PADFOOT LOOK IT'S MOONY!

[nosonofyours]

KEEP TELLING YOURSELF THAT, YOU ENORMOUS PILLOCK. I shall be checking into this, mark my words.~

...I don't want to imagine. He's probably wetting his bed at night with the terror of facing papers without our help. Ha.

BLOODY HELL I KNOW! MOONY! WHERE ARE YOU?

[resistinglunacy]

Order?

He's not here...? Oh dear, now I feel dreadful. Poor fellow...

I think we've established that I'm here, you two. I'm not...sure where I am, there's trees...and it's cold.

[someheyjealousy]

Padfoot thinks that we were abducted in a VERY SPECIFIC ORDER, which we weren't. He seems to think it was in order of talent or attractiveness.

Poor Peter. Poor our room. It's probably flooded with his tears. He'll turn up eventually.

THAT'S WHERE I WAS! You should stand on a bench and wave your arms about. It helps! We'll come and find you.

[nosonofyours]

Prongs, I am going to kill you.

Yeah, he probably will at this rate.

WE'RE COMING! WE'LL BE THE LOUD, GOOD-LOOKING ONES WITH THE WANDS!

[resistinglunacy]

Rubbish, I say.

I'll just sit on the bench, I think. You should still be able to find me. As for Peter...I say again, poor fellow.

Says you, Padfoot. The first I can agree with, the second remains to be seen. I await you both.

[someheyjealousy]

I'd have to agree. (HAHAHA PADFOOT.)

We don't get even a little arm waving?

...Surely you're not including me in that second bit. I'M FOREVER DASHING AND SOMETIMES QUITE LOUD.

[nosonofyours]

Moony, just so you know, I'm hitting him over the head with this muggle device. *sounds of static and some blunt-object-hitting-person type noises*

I'm disappointed in you, Remus.

...I think I'll just hit him again. *more static*

[resistinglunacy]

Allow me to dry my eyes, Sirius, I am inconsolable!

Perhaps there should be less beating and less hurrying. I'm freezing my trousers off out here.