Not really, I might need to owl home and see if I missed anything. I didn’t miss the match did I? What is going on with you?
Nah, you didn’t miss the match. I’ve been okay. Almost killed Trelawney a few days ago, but that’s not new.
We aren’t, so you might as well drop it now and save us an embarrassing row. [rolls his eyes, not bothering with social graces] I’m going to be living on my own— doesn’t mean I know any more about it than you do! Up ‘till now I’ve had Mrs. Potter making me three meals a day. Don’t expect anything more than uncooked or burned bread and a beer…that being said, toast and tea sounds pretty damn good, doesn’t it? Cereal is basic, but I’ll settle if you’re being lazy. I’d rather bully you into bed until noon than fight over the day’s tasks.
Why did you stay with them?! Are you absolutely mental. She could’ve killed you, you know. [rolls her eyes] what are you going to do when I’m not there, then? Starve? Whine until Mrs Potter comes and cooks you dinner? Bully me into bed, eh?
Thanks Marley [starts to walk to the Hospital Wing]
[follows beside] So, uh… anything else going on?
I will [looks at her] can you?
Yeah, of course. C’mon.
That’s it, I just… noticed I suppose… so I haven’t.
…you should probably take a little walk down there… I can come with you if you want the support?
No clue, Marls, I… I was talking owling Sirius about what we did on my birthday and then I blacked out.
And that’s it? Did you go to the hospital wing?
Where the fuck have I been?
Not discussing it. [says bluntly, shaking his head] Right, like I know anything about breakfast? Don’t be thick. You’re more likely to be the expert here out of the two of us. Otherwise it’s cereal for the next five months, sorry to report.
Like hell we aren’t. [just as bluntly] You should know more than me! You’re the one who’s going to be living on your own, not me. [rolls her eyes] I can make toast, and that’s about that. And I make a perfect cup of tea. But I can live with cereal.
Wasn’t worth commuting back and forth between Grimmauld to handle things. [waves his hand again] I just told you. They’re to throw at you in the mornings when I want breakfast and you’re busy sleeping on all of the normal pillow cased pillows.
..so you stayed with your family? Have you honestly lost your mind?! [rolls her eyes] You’re a big boy, you can make your own breakfast. Besides, who even said I knew anything about breakfast?
Yes. I toured it and set it up and even bought a bed, for your information. I meant to start moving shit in and stay there, but I just got…distracted. It’s a good place, though. Lots of clueless muggles. [waves his hands to wave the topic away] I’ll accept pillow cases. Maybe even some of those stupid fancy pillows that you’re not actually allowed to sleep on. The better to throw at you in the mornings.
Distracted? [sighs and shakes her head] Those pillows are pointless, you know. I hate them. If you can’t sleep on a pillow, why bother owning it?