Prongs, would you quit it already? Youre poking me OW in the eye.
Well, I cant help it, can I? Im just trying to get under the cloak, same as you, James complains, still groping the air uselessly.
Were here! I whip the Cloak off my head and narrowly evade James palm in my face.
Its hopeless trying to hide us all under the Invisibility Cloak any more, says Remus, appearing next to me. Were all fat, ugly lumps now, you can see our feet poking out from underneath.
Speak for yourself, Moony. Fat, ugly
Marauders: 'Spoons' II by clouded-logic, literature
Literature
Marauders: 'Spoons' II
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My ears feel oddly warm.
This is the first thought that springs to mind when I wake. The musings that usually cross my mind first thing in the morning are generally rather dull. This is a new one.
I yawn and reach for my wand, intending to cool my ears down with some sort of ice-cubes-popping-out-of-the-the-wand charm. I blindly pat the bedside table to feel for the handle but as I grab it, it slips right out of my hand and falls on the floor. I sigh. I get the feeling today is going to be a bad day.
I swing my legs out of bed and go to pick it back up. But as soon as I transfer my weight to the floor, something unde