Brontide.
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Brontide - The low rumbling of distant thunder.
Sirius lounged lazily on the common room couch in front of the fire. The whole day had been a rather sleepy one, and now he couldn’t even go outside for a quick fly with James, it was pouring rain and he could just make out the sound of thunder starting to roll in. Lightning would be following soon he was sure. Sighing, Sirius turned to look at Ronnie, and moved his legs off of her lap.
“Let’s go upstairs, I’m bored.” He whined softly, while Ronnie looked at him in amusement.
“Like you’ll be any more entertained up there?” She asked, knowing he wouldn’t.
“We can open up the window and watch the lightning, and listen to the thunder. I know you’d like that. Besides, you’ve already finished the Transfiguration, and I don’t feel like starting it yet. So there’s nothing else to do.” Ronnie just rolled her eyes, but got up to follow Sirius upstairs anyway, she just hoped he knew that he wouldn’t be getting a copy of her paper. It was about time he learned the consequences of procrastination.
Sirius opening the window, jumping back as rain blew into his face, “I suppose I should have expected that..” He sighed, wiping off his face as a streak of lightning lit up the sky. “Excellent, we’re just in time.” He told his friend with a grin, flopping on James’ bed, as it was closest to the window. He scooted over to let Ronnie sit beside him, and looked outside for a moment, maybe the thunder and his knowledge of where James kept his chocolate bars would be just enough to get Ronnie to let him have a look at her paper. Just for a starting point of course.
