Princess Padfoot and the horrible vision

(A Princess Padfoot adventure by James Potter)

It was a dark and stormy winter's night. Remus Lupin and buff quidditch hunk James Potter were sitting in the Gryffindor common room, studying for their upcoming potions exam.

Suddenly, Princess Padfoot burst through the portrait hole. "Oh, the horror, the horror," he cried, as he dramatically fainted away onto the couch. "I swear to Merlin I shall never be the same man ever again!"

James jumped to his feet in a flash. "What's wrong Princess Padfoot? Has some foul cur besmirched your honor? Simply say the word, and I shall make them pay for their cowardly offenses!"

"No, no," Princess Padfoot wailed, now writhing on the couch in agony. "It's too dreadful!"

"Speak, I beg you dear Princess!" James cried, his voice ringing with noble purpose. He really was quite the catch (if only certain gingers who shall remain nameless would notice).

"I...I...," Princess Padfoot stammered. "I saw Peter kissing Allison Hawker from Hufflepuff behind a suit of armor!" Here, he stopped and took a long shuddering sob. "I don't think my eyes will ever be the same!" Princess Padfoot shook with the horror of his vision. "Hold me James! Hold me in your strong, chaser developed arms!"

"There there, sweet Princess," James muttered soothingly, pulling Princess Padfoot into the most masculine hug he could manage (lest certain gingers who shall remain nameless would get the wrong idea). "You're safe now."