James stumbled into the dormitory, looking as if he’d been hit by a Confundus charm. Without a word, he strode towards his bed and flopped down on it, not bothering to draw the hangings shut.
Sirius exchanged looks with Remus and Peter. “Alright, mate?” he asked bemusedly.
"Yes. No. Well- sort of," replied James, not moving. He continued to stare at the top of his four-poster as if it held all the answers of the world just out of his grasp. "I mean, it’s not as if it’s a bad thing- I was just taken off guard…”