"Damn. You've ruined my master plan." It was a bit of a limp response, but at least he was trying, and the words were the usual Potter nonsense, even if the tone was lacking. He smiled back, leaning against her shoulder, and closed his eyes. He didn't give two hoots about what was due at the end of the week - who cared? It wasn't like he was going to be able to get a job after school anyway, once word got out about his own furry little problem - but he was grateful anyway. It was enough that someone else was taking charge, if only of one or two things, if only for a little bit. Ever since the incident, he'd felt like he had to carry the whole business himself. Remus was wracked with guilt, Sirius was a mess, Peter was... Peter, and the only other people who knew were his parents, whose fussing and care had never felt so awkward or unwelcome.
And, anyway, it was his job. It always had been, whether they admitted it or not. He was a leader, down to the bone. It just... sucked, sometimes, when you needed to collapse instead.
"Evans?" He didn't open his eyes, and his voice had lowered again, despite the Silencing Charm. "I, uh... just so you know. If you need someone to complain to. You should probably know that Sni... that Snape knows, as well."
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Date: 2021-11-26 12:37 am (UTC)And, anyway, it was his job. It always had been, whether they admitted it or not. He was a leader, down to the bone. It just... sucked, sometimes, when you needed to collapse instead.
"Evans?" He didn't open his eyes, and his voice had lowered again, despite the Silencing Charm. "I, uh... just so you know. If you need someone to complain to. You should probably know that Sni... that Snape knows, as well."