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[remusmcchocolate]

“Peter...”, Remus whispered. He had crawled out of his bed and sat next to Peter’s. The other two beds in the dorm were empty and messy. “Psst, Peter...” He had just woken up and found the two rascals to be gone. Worried and still half asleep he tugged at his pyjama sleeves before deciding to give up whispering and saying: “Peter. Hey.”