Post by Remus J. Lupin on Feb 14, 2005 5:49:27 GMT -5
The halls were lined with red, pink, and yellow, and tiny little Cupids fluttered around whacking random people over the heads with their Love Arrows. Quite something that one wished to dodge. Were you to go and take a look at all the food in the Great Hall, you might as well throw up. Everything was pink, red, or yellow, and in the shape of love hearts. Take the toast for example- its pink, and in the shape of a love heart.
Remus Lupin was walking down the empty corridor, humming something random beneath his breath and making sure that there were no Cupids coming his way. Someone, who was a Christmas person at heart, had placed Mistletoe up as well, but I guess it really does fit in with the whole Valentines’ deal.
In truth, Remus felt lonely. He was utterly confused about what was going on with his ‘Love Life’. First, there was the whole Sirius incident, then the Lily incident, and Anya’s love for him. The poor boy just couldn’t take any more of it. Then there were the odd Slytherins who had heard about the Sirius incident, and were saying that Remus wanted to be ‘Sirius’ Bitch’. How nice.
He stopped, leaning against a marble wall and sighing. Auburn locks were strangely ruffled- due to having sprinted so fast out of his bed, out of Gryffindor Tower, and down to these random corridors. Why? Well, there were several Cupids dancing around the Boys’ Dorms, and Remus now pitied anyone who woke up to find Cupid whacking them over the head.
All in all, Remus was beginning to hate Valentines’ Day.
Remus Lupin was walking down the empty corridor, humming something random beneath his breath and making sure that there were no Cupids coming his way. Someone, who was a Christmas person at heart, had placed Mistletoe up as well, but I guess it really does fit in with the whole Valentines’ deal.
In truth, Remus felt lonely. He was utterly confused about what was going on with his ‘Love Life’. First, there was the whole Sirius incident, then the Lily incident, and Anya’s love for him. The poor boy just couldn’t take any more of it. Then there were the odd Slytherins who had heard about the Sirius incident, and were saying that Remus wanted to be ‘Sirius’ Bitch’. How nice.
He stopped, leaning against a marble wall and sighing. Auburn locks were strangely ruffled- due to having sprinted so fast out of his bed, out of Gryffindor Tower, and down to these random corridors. Why? Well, there were several Cupids dancing around the Boys’ Dorms, and Remus now pitied anyone who woke up to find Cupid whacking them over the head.
All in all, Remus was beginning to hate Valentines’ Day.