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[doggedly]

It's a possibility!

[theshabbiestofmen]

Erica? You think Erica was a boy? Or Alayne?

[doggedly]

No! No, I just--

Oh, shut up, Remus.

[theshabbiestofmen]

You're being idiotic.

[doggedly]

I am not! What pissed in your pumpkin juice today?

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He scowls at nothing and doesn't answer for a few seconds.]

You are, in fact. What brought this on, then?

[doggedly]

Oh, very nice. I came to you to ask you questions and this is how you treat me? Something's got you in a shit mood.

Anyway, I was talking to this guy, and he said the thing about the changing genders. Mental.

[theshabbiestofmen]

What guy?

[doggedly]

I dunno! Some guy! He was writing things about people having gone home, and then there at the end he just casually dropped in the bit about different genders, as if it was nothing.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Did you ask him if he used to be a girl?

[doggedly]

No, he wasn't talking about himself--he was talking about someone he knows, who came back as a girl. Anyway, how the hell would I ask him that--oh hullo were you once a girl--

[theshabbiestofmen]

Well, it's not precisely coming out of nowhere, is it?

[doggedly]

You can't just ask someone if they were once a girl, Remus.

[theshabbiestofmen]

You can, actually, it's quite easy. You just say it. I don't know why you can't, it's not as if you haven't asked more invasive questions.

[doggedly]

What are you talking about-- when am I invasive!

[theshabbiestofmen]

You once asked me why I didn't just have it off with some girl at a Quidditch party.

[doggedly]

[A beat of silence.]

And? I mean, we're friends, Remus, that's the sort of things friends ask one another!

[theshabbiestofmen]

It's not the sort of thing you ask me.

[doggedly]

Oh, come off it--why, because you're so mature and above me and all that? I've asked James far worse, of girls he was actually dating--that was nothing. That was a sincere offer of help.

Seriously, Remus, it's like you're from a different country sometimes.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Oh, that's nice!

[doggedly]

Oh, I didn't mean it badly. I love your other country. I love you.

[theshabbiestofmen]

I'll keep that in mind the next time you tell me you don't understand me, shall I.

[doggedly]

Don't be a girl. If you really don't want advice and things, I won't give it to you. Just say that.

[theshabbiestofmen]

That's not what I-- forget it. Where are you, then?

[doggedly]

On a couch, in one of these lounges. I was asleep, nearly, but I think I'd have nightmares if I tried now. Why, where are you?