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February, 10, Thursday, 2022
"Almost there, almost there, don't be a wanker, it's not fucking hard"
That's what Remus heard as he lay against a tree in the schoolyard, watching his friends try to swallow a goldfish. He thought to himself, "Jesus, why can't they simply finish their maths homework?" It was unusually warm and sunny outside, breaking the streak of chilly wind they'd been experiencing for the past week, and he liked it. Especially after the school day was done and he had the opportunity to read one of his mother's Welsh books. As he closed his eyes to welcome the small breeze, he said to himself, "So calm." He repeated, "So quiet," and his eyes began to relax, then suddenly...
"Oi, Moony, don't sleep on us," shouts James.
"Moony don't go sleeping on us, Pete still hasn't swallowed Spolumbo yet!" James repeats at him. Well there was his peace. He got up and walked over to them, where he could see Sirius dangling Spolumbo, one of Snape's fish, over Peter's head. He hadn't even got up before