Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter…but I really wish I did.
Pose
The entire Potter-Weasley clan was gathered at the Burrow on a rainy fall afternoon. The day had started with a trip into Hogsmeade, and had ended with a trip to Honeydukes. The Weasley cousins were now huddled together by the fire, playing a game of Exploding Snap.
"Louis, if I win this game, you have to be my servant for the rest of the day." Roxanne claimed.
"Roxie, how old are you, six? The servant thing will never work on me. You're setting yourself up for failure."
"Whatever you say. But when you lose, I'm going to laugh."
"Roxie, you're seventeen. Honestly?"
"Yes! Now, let's play!"
. . .
The game ended quickly, if you could even say that. "That was not a fair game, Louis, and you know it."
"I dunno, Roxie...it seemed pretty fair to me-"
"-That's because you won, Stupid!"
"I won fair and square. You lost. You have to do whatever I say. That was the deal."
"Why? It's not like we made an Unbreakable Vow on it!"
"Roxie, honestly."
She was about to retort, but the look he was giving her stopped it. "Let's go for a walk," Louis decided.
"Louis, it's pouring," she dead-panned.
"Is that a complaint? Are you complaining? Did I tell you that you could complain?"
"Well, no but-"
"Grab your coat. You're going to need it. Oh, and bring your camera."
Roxanne groaned, annoyed that she had made the bet in the first place. She shot him a glare, but stood to get her coat. She already had the muggle camera that she had gotten for her seventeenth birthday.
They walked out the door, Roxanne moving as quickly as she can to get out of the rain faster.
"Roxie, wait. I need to document this. Stand against the house, and give me your camera."
Roxanne stomped over to the side of the house, trying not to let herself be angry with him. It was only a bet, after all.
"Strike a pose, Roxie!"
She tried. She really did. But she had never been the most photogenic person.
Click!
"Roxie, it turned out awesome!" he said, walking towards her.
"That's a lie and you know it." She turned on heel, and began running in the other direction.
"Slow down!" he called, trying to catch up. "You can't avoid me. I'm practically in charge of you."
"In charge of me? I'm older than you, dumb-"
"Don't wanna hear it. I never told you to call me names, Princess."
"Oh, don't 'Princess' me. You're horrible! I knew you would abuse this!"
"Roxie, calm down."
But she was on a roll now.
"I can't believe I would make such a stupid bet with someone as stupid as you. God, and it's pouring! Really, Louis? Really? You think you can just-"
"Kiss me."
She stared at him, wide-eyed. Had she heard him right? Was he...attracted to her? Or just trying to catch her off guard?
"Louis, seriously, you need to watch it. You have no idea-"
"Roxie!" he repeats. "Kiss me."
And she did.
I like where this is ended, but if anyone wants me to continue it, just leave a review to let me know! Thanks!
