RP Grand Hall

M: That wasn't a good chuckle. Why did he chuckle like that?

J: The map.

James whispered to Amy.

She kicked herself for being stupid.

A: It's better than my idea.

M: Map? What map?

She shifted restlessly in her seat.

James looked shiftily at Sirius.

J: ...Nothing...

S: Er... what's first then?

He checked his timetable

S: Runes? Ugh.

R: Why did you choose it if you don't like it? You did well enough on your OWL.

S: Aesthetics, isn't it? Girl's love runes. It's smart, mysterious.

Amy snorted into her orange juice.

A: You are you big-headed, only you would take a subject to look impressive.

S: Yeah...

He did like Ancient Runes. He'd never admit it.

Millie was still hung up on the map thing, but let the subject pass, shoulders deflated.

R: Do you take Runes, Millie?

M: No. I find it boring.

Millie scooped up some cereal with her spoon then sloshed it back down into the bowl.

R: ...Does no one like it?

J: I bet Evangeline likes it.

Sirius snickered and nodded.

S: Bet the Princess finds it fascinating!

J: Mate, don't try and pull that, I'm your best friend, I know for a fact that you like it.

James raised an eyebrow challengingly, smiling.

He flushed slightly.

S: Shut up.

He pulled his bowl back.

James smirked at the table.

R: Shouldn't we get going?

J: Me and Wormy don't have to go anywhere - first free of the year! Millie should be with us, too, right? We could go hang out by the lake.

S: Who're we with?

Amy stood up and slung her bag on her shoulder.

M: Cool!

Chirped Millie, standing up so fast she bumped her books and they clattered to the floor.

R: Think it's Professor Shilling, isn't it?

A: Yes. 

S: Brilliant. He never even looks up from his desk.

Amy groaned, and tugged his arm, walking away from the group.

A: We all know you love it. Don't pretend you're not a swot.

Millie looked after Sirius dreamily, then stepped up to follow James. Her friends were looking at her with their mouths half-frozen in an 'o'. Millie knew it was because nearly all of them had a crush on James. Peter, though, well, he was a strange one, not that Millie minded. He was quiet, not too bothersome, though certainly not her taste. He was just...there.

R: 'Girls love runes', did you even hear yourself? Amy, you're female, are you more likely to date a boy just because he does Ancient Runes?

He asked, standing up and joining them.

A: Oh, I don't know. If he wasn't a cocky twat.

Sirius raised his hand.

S: I resent that.

R: So the runes wouldn't be an important factor at all?

Millie slung her bag over her shoulder and ended up whacking some poor first year with it. The bag, that is, not her shoulder.

M: You play Quidditch, right?

She asked James.