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F L O B B E R W O R M

Principles.


Leaning back in his chair, James brought his foot lazily to nudge Peter's sleeping form. His face was plastered to the table, and he drooled on James' parchment. A frown settled on his lips. James pinched Peter’s cheek, waking the shorter boy.

Grunting, Peter wiped his mouth, frowning right after.

“Don’t give me that look. You’ve ruined my nearly perfect essay.”

Remus snorted and cleared his throat right after.

“James, that’s ridiculous. You haven’t even written two sentences.”

Hazel orbs widened, James pouted. “But Moony, writing about Flobberworms and their edibleness is boring.”

Shaking his head, Remus muttered quietly: “Imbecile.”