Remus laughed. “Actually, I’m pretty sure that Peter tried that last month and just got detention instead. I was actually thinking about doing telephones. We learned about them last semester, so we’d already have a head start.”He looked over at her face, still smiling, to see her reply. She was a pretty girl, he thought absently. And she seemed to be relatively smart and funny. He wondered why she wasn’t dating someone — and if Sirius had ‘conquered’ her yet or not.
“Telephones are fine. They’re actually pretty simple, just wires and whatnot.” Actually, Dorcas realized, she didn’t actually know much about telephones at all. Or, for that matter, much of muggle technology. She wondered if she’d have learned about it had she gone to muggle school, and strangely felt a bit lonely.
“Oh! I know what we should do for our presentation. We should have the class play Telephone. That’ll be loads of fun!” Ecstatic at the idea (which would have the wonderful side affect of eating up presentation time), Dorcas began jumping up and down in her seat. This project was shaping up to be better than she expected!
Remus laughed out loud at her enthusiasm. It felt almost contagious, making him feel happy in general. It was nice to be able to be around someone who made him feel that way and still be able to actually get a bit of work done.
“That’s fine with me. It might actually keep everyone awake while I’m talking about how it works — all the wires and whatnot. And I think we could bring in an old phone to show everyone what it looks like. I think my dad may have one.”
“Great, I’ll have mum send me a phone bill!” Dorcas giggled along with Remus. He was a lot more fun than she expected, probably because there wasn’t a gaggle of friends surrounding him. “You know,” she offered, “this is the most fun I’ve ever had with a prefect. I’m starting to think you’re not half bad.” On a…well, Telephone-related high, Dorcas decided to throw caution to the wind. “In fact, I’d be willing to go to Hogsmeade with you this weekend.”
Remus was surprised, but he nodded. “I’d like that… As long as we can go to honeydukes. I need my chocolate.”
Did Dorcas just ask him out? Or was it just as friends? No, he was pretty sure it was a date. Then again he hadn’t as much experience as his friends did. Maybe he should clarify? No, that’d be stupid. It was a date. Maybe.
“So, er, anyway, perhaps we should get to work then. You can only put it off for so long…”
