1977
6th Year
//Sirius Questions and A Day at the Lake//
Sirius swaggered down the steps from his dormitory, his black curls bouncing on his forehead and brushing past his eyebrows. Tucked under his arm was a tattered potions book along with a few roles of parchment and a quill, that had lost nearly all its feather strands. Behind him, the short, round Peter Pettigrew bounded behind him,
“Padfoot, where are you going?” he asked, attempting to match Sirius’s long strides with his own short ones “I thought we were going to play exploding snap and prank Snape?”
“Sorry, Wormtail.” Sirius said with a glance over his shoulder at Peter “I have a date.”
“With Beth?”
“Evie.” Peter came to a halt and blinked in confusion,
“Evangeline Jenner?” the boy squeaked “Lily’s friend.” Sirius hummed
