"Erm...yes. Fix the weather," said Remus. "To...uh..." He smiled weakly and pushed James up to explain.
"It's to rain out the game on Saturday," said James, "if you really must know."
Lily stamped her foot, her face flushed red. "You selfish, spoiled, idiotic brat--"
"I don't fancy myself a brat, more a team player," interrupted James.
"Well, as you can see," began Lily smugly, pointing at the window, “it didn't--" She stopped talking as she actually looked.
"What was that, Evans, we didn't hear you." Lily turned around and promptly slapped James across the face.