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Something was wrong, Remus's senses told him. His friends weren't in the dorm with him and it was still early on Sunday morning.
A rat squeaked as he sat up sharply. Something moved behind James's curtains, and a shadow moved underneath Sirius's bed. A second later he was sitting in the middle of a red, circular room with a large dog, a stag and a rat.
He took a deep breath, but before he could yell, the animals shivered, and abruptly turned into his friends.
He tried to stare at them all at once, while they laughed. He joined in.