Chapter 594 - Tutoring Ⅱ (2/2)

”Traitor,” Sirius crossly huffed.

”I like Regulus better too,” Rowan snarked back. ”He's cuter.”

Sirius sniffs and points at himself. ”Obviously, you don't have a good taste, to begin with. How dare you miss observing such a handsome specimen of manliness perform Quidditch?”

Rowan merely snickers loudly as Pettigrew and her share a grin. Lupin sighs as James merely blankly stares on. Despite seeing plenty of proof of a friendship between them and the Slytherin Prefect, he was shocked every time. It was still going to take some time to get used to the idea.

Seeing Sirius still a bit down and gloomy, Rowan reaches into her robe pocket and tossed two cassettes at him. Sirius easily catches the cassettes as Rowan says, ”One is a rock band called, Queen, and the other's is a pop group called ABBA. I think you will enjoy them. Am I forgiven yet?”

Sirius instantly smiles and says, ”Yup.”

Lupin sighs and mutters, ”That means we're about to learn the song as well by sheer proximity of living in the same dorm room. I never once thought I'd regret having roommates.”

”I'll have you know I'm a great singer,” Sirius arrogantly retorted.

They all roll their eyes as Lupin drily says, ”I presume I'm supposed to supply the batteries again for your cassette player.”

”Of course, Remy,” Sirius happily said. ”Your mom is a muggle and can easily mail them over to us.”

Lupin mutters something rude under his breath, but Sirius pointedly ignores said remark. Turning to eye Rowan, he says, ”Well, I still expect you to cheer for us at all the matches except when we go up against Slytherin. Even I understand that house loyalty must come first.”

”Mm,” Rowan merely hummed, before they arrive in the Great Hall.

They each separate towards their respective house tables as James mutters, ”Is she always like that?”

”Like what?” Sirius blinked foolishly, before catching on as they sit down.

Running a hand through his hair, Sirius says, ”Oh, well, Rowan is a bit stoic like that, Jamie. I know that you are still having trouble with that, but she's really not that bad. I mean, she's nice in her own way for a Slytherin. Not that she can't be downright devious, but Rowan is never mean nor outright cruel to anyone.”

Seeing the somewhat still unconvinced look on James's face, Pettigrew who'd mostly been avoiding talking to James, cleared his throat. ”Might I suggest you read your personal diary, James? There's bound to be something that will refresh your memories and if not, at least you can trust what you, yourself wrote about others,” Pettigrew awkwardly said, before digging into his meal.

James slowly nods his head in acceptance of the words to his own shock. He had brought some of his-, the old diaries with him to Hogwarts. Maybe, it would be better to read what HE wrote about the past. And even if it did not, it would allow him to better understand the present world he was in.

Feeling calmer now that he had a lead to follow, James dug into his dinner and smiled in surprise. The food was not only delicious but nothing he had ever tasted before. The one thing that could be said about this mirror world is that the Hogwarts house elves had outdone themselves when it came time for meals.