Hitting the books... Again. [Marauders]

[Remus Lupin]

Remus made his way into the library ahead of his friends. He had arranged to meet them there after they had finished Quidditch practice. He walked along the shelves picking out books that would help them in their plan to help the others become Animagus. He carried his selections over to a free table and sat down.

Taking the top one from the pile, he opened it and began to scan it's pages.

[Peter Pettigrew]

Peter walked slowly into the library while he adjusted his book bag on his shoulder. He had been helping professor Sprout replant Mandrakes. He wandered towards the table where he could see Remus bent over a book and sat down next to him. "Hello Moony." He said quietly, as he grabbed the next book on the pile. He looked at the title and knitting his eyebrows together he opened the book. "How are you feeling Remus? I'm sorry I didn't get to see you the other day. I was behind with my Potions homework." He muttered as he flicked the the pages to find the relevant chapter.

[Remus Lupin]

Remus looked up from his book as Peter joined him. "Hey Peter," He said in greeting. He smiled at Peter as he saw him take the next book in the pile. "Oh it's all right I had my fair share of visitors, much to Madam Pomfrey's disapproval." He smirked, and pulled out his quill and some parchment.

"Now I've found something that may help you all a little. I'll make some notes and if you see anything that will help, then do the same." He told him gently. He didn't want to patronise nor be to bossy with Peter. "Just use your intuition Pete. If you think it could be useful, then just make a quick not." He smiled, and he turned his attention back to his own book.

[Sirius Black]

Sirius ran a hand through his windswept hair as he walked into the library dragging his broomstick behind him. The practise hadn't gone amazingly well, however, he had enjoyed himself, and the new second year reserve chaser had spent the entire practise being distracted by his showing off. He was also pleased that he had been moved up from his reserve position of last year due to Pervis' head getting severely damaged in the last match of the previous year and Madam Pomfrey banning him from playing the sport again.

So between the shelves of books he wandered searching for the table he would find Moony sitting at, head in a book as usual, thinking that if they spent too much time in here his reputation would be severely damaged.

Finally seeing Moony and Peter sitting at a table he wandered over and propped his broomstick against the wall next to the chair he would soon be occupying.

"James'll be along soon, he thought he saw Evans in the corridor and decided to go and see if it was her or not." he sat down and grabbed the next book off the pile. "Spare parchment and quill Moony?" he asked.