RP Gryffindor Common Room

Amy trotted down the stairs, hair tied back. She looked around eagerly for the boys. When she saw them all asleep, her eyes widened.

A: What...

She approached Remus, peering down at him. He had bags under his eyes.

A: Why are you two curled up like that.

She whispered, smiling, so as not to wake them.

Remus roused himself, feeling her warm breath on his skin.

R: Hmm? Who- Amy, hi...

A: Hi...

She grinned.

A: What are you doing?

R: I was sleeping.

A: Sorry, you're just very...

She gestured at James next to him.

R: Hm? Oh. Oh! I don't know... how... this happened.

Amy giggled.

A: Sure.

R: I don't!

Remus had a pounding headache, and his limbs ached, and he was incredibly, unbelievably tired, but he managed a smile for Amy.

A: Okay. Well you've got ten minutes till breakfast so... you can go back to sleep if you want.

She wished she could kiss his forehead. She didn't.

Remus wished she could, too.

R: No, I'll get dressed...

He stood up, using a chair arm to steady himself.

She grabbed his arm gently, so he could let go of the chair.

A: Hey, not so fast. You're shakier than usual.

She smiled again, but there was a concerned edge to it.

R: Tired, and achey, from lying on the floor.

A: I can imagine.

She breathed, amused by the situation.

Remus chuckled nervously.

She let go of his arm slowly.

A: Right.

Amy blinked.

R: So... dressed and breakfast.

A: Yeah...

She sniffed. Eye contact. Umf.

Remus pursed his lips and quirked them.

R: See you in a sec.

Amy let out a breath she hadn't realised she was holding. Sirius woke with a start.

S: Ugh.

Without speaking to Amy, he ran upstairs too.

James, like a zombie, followed.

Amy descended the stairs, feeling increasingly uncomfortable as she approached her usual seat in the common room. The white dress draped the floor as she walked, soft fabric fluttering with every movement. Around her waist was a gold band, connected to an ornate chest plate of the same hue. It caught the light and threw candlelight around the room. She cringed at this- it was so uniquely not her. She wiggled her toes in the plain brown sandals and pushed back the soft waves of brown hair she had created herself. Her skin was slightly more tan than usual, and she had painted her lips a stunning red. On top of her head was a helmet adorned with feathers of the same scarlet. Sweat on her palms threatened to make her spear (originally a quill) slip from her hand. Amy, tonight, was Athena, goddess of wisdom, courage, and inspiration.

She sat awkwardly, and waited for the boys.

Remus trotted down the stairs - perhaps trotted is the wring word: Remus floated down the stairs, and into the common room. His outfit was simple - a white shirt with sleeves made ragged, a light blue waistcoat, undone, and trousers, also raggedy. He wore shoes too but they weren't really worthy of description. His outfit was, in places, hard to discern, as he was slightly transparent. He beamed when he saw Amy sitting there, finally dressed like the goddess he knew she was.

R: Hi, you look great!

She stood to greet him.

A: Thanks! Merlin, Lupin, you look brilliant.

She approached him and tried to stick her hand through his chest. It didn't work, obviously, as it was only an enchantment.

A: Quite scary.

R: Oi!

He patted the place she'd tried to penetrate him (wink wink).

A: Sorry.

She tucked her hair behind her ear and adjusted her dress.

A: Did you do it yourself?