<div align="center">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78wgd5ujqrc/Sbj7OaQ8fdI/AAAAAAAABNU/A3G1h43wtC4/s400/ColeMohrITVogueHommes2.jpg)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">I've got the <em>brightest</em> star you'll ever find</span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">Even the sun is jealous of the way you <span class="bbc_u">shine</span></span><br/></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.45em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><strong>We are the constellations in the sky<br/></strong></span></span><br/>----<br/><br/><strong>Note; We're going one more round before Remus enters since it seems to make more <br/>sense to the roleplay's flow.  And <em>Barding</em> hasn't completed his profile yet.</strong><br/></div><br/>Perhaps the universe had felt James Potter had enough horrid luck for one day.  Maybe this was just a sign that there were more bad things to come.  Either way, the boy couldn't help but allow the edges of his mouth to twitch and tug until they managed to peel back and form his signature smile.  "Actually, Padfoot...I was buying it for you.  A gift, you know."  He turned his attention back towards the shopkeeper momentarily, rapping his knuckles lightly against the counter's surface.  "I'd like a bag, please."  As soon as the object was dropped into the paper satchel, James plucked it off the counter and held it out towards Sirius.  "I know how lonely you get at night, so I thought this would cheer you up.  See, there's hardly enough room in<em>my</em>bed for anything else besides me and--"<br/><br/>He was cut off quite abruptly as another familiar voice reached his ears, leaving his mouth hanging open in mid-sentence.  His body shifted in the direction of the latest addition to the reunion, and for a moment, his eyes seemed to glaze over.  How the hell did he not notice that<em>Lily-fuckin'-Evans</em>had just sauntered on into the store?  She had flaming red hair that people could mistake for a bloody fire.  Most of the time he was able to catch her out of the corner of his eyes, even from a distance.<br/><br/>It didn't take long for him to regain his composure, his dazed expression quickly returning back to his infamous smirk.  One hand had already shot up to the back of his head, fingers running through the strands of sopping hair in hopes of forcing them to stick up in all directions.  "Evans!"  He all but sang out.  "What a wonderful surprise!  Indulge me--is there any particular reason you've decided to grace us with your presence?"  As he spoke he took a step or two towards her, hands sliding into his pockets.  "I never took you as much of a Quidditch fanatic, so I'll just assume you were drawn into the store due to the combination of me and my comrade's immense amount of charm and beauty?"  A hand waved towards Sirius lazily before returning to his jean pocket.  "It's alright, you can admit it.  Sometimes when we're together girls just can't help but throw themselves at our feet.  It just becomes too much for them to handle."  Just as he was finishing his Shakespearian-length monologue (he did enjoy hearing himself talk), he found his gaze wandering from Lily's face towards her own soaked clothing.  Eyebrows immediately rose and he found it difficult to suppress a chuckle which quickly gave away just what he was looking at, and probably what he was thinking.<br/><br/>"Oh dear, you're all wet."<br/><br/>