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G A P E

Girls.



A series of giggles erupted from the small group of girls. Their hands were pressed dutifully to their lips as he passed them, running a hand through his already untidy mane. More giggles.

He narrowed his eyes, confusion taking hold of his hazel eyes.

“What are they staring at?” he demanded, nudging the boy beside him with his shoulder.

The other boy wore a look of indifference at the giggles, but he offered an explanation all the same.

“I think…” Remus paused, and rubbed his shoulder. “They fancy your…flying.”

A sloppy grin slipped onto James’ face. “As they should…I’m fantastic.”