Sirius came into the Common Room wheezing with laughter, James ahead of
him, though he wore an expression of glee, failed at masking his fatigue
and headed to the dormitories. Sirius strode to the fire stretching a bit,
when he heard a cough behind him. Jumping, he took his wand out.
"Oh, Lily, it's only you." He said to the red haired girl reading by the firelight.
"What, am I not a person?" Gemma asked as she was in the chair opposite. Sirius turned to her nodding to acknowledge her. She yawned and held her hand out and a blanket materialized out of nowhere. "You care for a blanket Lily? Sirius?"
"Can you explain to me wandless magic one more time?" Lily asked, as her blanket materialized as well.
"It's an.evolution of sorts, really. The gran and gramps on both sides were American witches and wizards. Their ancestors couldn't really keep around wands and the like so somehow powers got transferred to the actual witch or wizard. Example in me, telekinesis, molecular manipulation, orbing in and out of places, 'cept Hogwarts of course, kinda like Apparating.and levitation. But I haven't exactly mastered that last bit, though." Gemma said sleepily. She twirled her quill in the air, before letting it land perfectly within Sirius' messy hair.
"Amazing." Lily grinned. "Could we make him our inkpot too?"
At this Sirius stood up. "Alright, you're both very tired. And it's a Hogsmeade date tomorrow. You'll both be slumped over your butterbeers-"
"Firewhisky" Gemma interrupted cheekily.
Sirius grinned at her "- and firewhiskies, like nobody's business. And since I can't exactly go up to your dorms, I'll sort of just." And he began to pick them both up off their chairs, an amusing sight really. He placed Lily down at the stair first and she nodded to him and ran up to her dorm. He went back to the chair for Gemma to find that she wasn't there. He looked up and saw her at the foot of the staircase. Picking up her blanket he walked over to her. "You forgot this." He wrapped it around her until it hung loosely from her shoulders.
"Sirius Black, serial gentleman." Gemma grinned. She kissed his forehead and tiptoed up the stairs.
A strange sensation filled Sirius after that and he couldn't help but grin as he opened the door to their dorm. "What happened? Did Lily say anything about me?" James asked, springing up from his bed.
"Lily? Oh she was studying." Sirius replied. "Now Gemma."
"Did she tell you who she fancied?" James asked. "I'd been thinking, I bet you it's Gregory Davies." Sirius just barked with laughter. "It is! I knew it!"
"No mate, she didn't say anything." He said, chortling to himself as he turned into his bed. "'Sirius Black, serial gentleman.'"
Sirius fretted over the state of his robes, much to James' amusement. He was secretly glad that he didn't have James' untidy hair as they headed to breakfast, Peter was sleeping in, their previous nights adventure having worn him out well. Gemma was sitting across from Lily and Sirius was going to make this as his attempt at furthering whatever happened the night before.
James, however, being the nancy that he was at times, sat right next to her, and heaving a sigh Sirius sat next to Lily instead hearing the tail- end of James' question. "- fancy someone?" Gemma just rolled her eyes. "Gems, come on, I promise I won't tell the parents.this time."
And this is, essentially, how the two spent their day. Sirius went into Dervishes and Banges alone, stocking up for a month full of Dungbombs, and Snivellus pranks, himself. He left the store, rather excited to show James at Three Broomsticks. He peered into the window. "Teachers, Snivellus.yech." As he looked into the windows of each shop, he shrugged and decided to head back to the school, passing a group of third years who goggled at him, giggling as he passed.
"Oy, Sirius!" Gemma called from up the road. "Care for a few drinks with us at Three Broomsticks?"
Sirius, seeing James behind her, shook his head. "Nah, I'm going to go and set up some traps for Sniv-"
Gemma interrupted him. The group of third years watched the scene, coolly glaring at Gemma. "James is buying."
"Now, wait just one minute." James started, but Gemma was already leading Sirius to Three Broomsticks. He walked up to the counter and waited for the order of three butterbeers.
Sirius, normally the suave of the Marauders, found himself unbelievably tongue-tied. He wondered maybe if Gemma was doing that telekinetically. Eventually, with much non-dramatic internal struggle, he came to that conclusion. "Er, Gemma, have you heard about the New Ye-"
"You owe me." James grinned putting the three bottles down onto their table. Soon their talks turned to Quidditch, something Sirius and James enjoyed to the point of Gemma's deathly boredom. She cleared her throat and orbed out and made her way to Hogwarts.
"What was that about?" Sirius asked at her sudden departure.
"Don't mind that, she does that all the time. Well she did that a lot more when I used to chase her around with a broomstick when we were smaller." James said, dismissively. "So, have you narrowed down the search for a date to the New Year's Ball? I have."
"I know you have James. You've had it narrowed down since we were on the train." Sirius groaned exasperatedly. "And I'll have you know that I haven't narrowed it down."
"Judging by the groups of third years constantly kissing the ground you walk on, you won't have trouble finding a date." James snickered, looking at the same group of third years sitting at the table next to them.
"Oh, Lily, it's only you." He said to the red haired girl reading by the firelight.
"What, am I not a person?" Gemma asked as she was in the chair opposite. Sirius turned to her nodding to acknowledge her. She yawned and held her hand out and a blanket materialized out of nowhere. "You care for a blanket Lily? Sirius?"
"Can you explain to me wandless magic one more time?" Lily asked, as her blanket materialized as well.
"It's an.evolution of sorts, really. The gran and gramps on both sides were American witches and wizards. Their ancestors couldn't really keep around wands and the like so somehow powers got transferred to the actual witch or wizard. Example in me, telekinesis, molecular manipulation, orbing in and out of places, 'cept Hogwarts of course, kinda like Apparating.and levitation. But I haven't exactly mastered that last bit, though." Gemma said sleepily. She twirled her quill in the air, before letting it land perfectly within Sirius' messy hair.
"Amazing." Lily grinned. "Could we make him our inkpot too?"
At this Sirius stood up. "Alright, you're both very tired. And it's a Hogsmeade date tomorrow. You'll both be slumped over your butterbeers-"
"Firewhisky" Gemma interrupted cheekily.
Sirius grinned at her "- and firewhiskies, like nobody's business. And since I can't exactly go up to your dorms, I'll sort of just." And he began to pick them both up off their chairs, an amusing sight really. He placed Lily down at the stair first and she nodded to him and ran up to her dorm. He went back to the chair for Gemma to find that she wasn't there. He looked up and saw her at the foot of the staircase. Picking up her blanket he walked over to her. "You forgot this." He wrapped it around her until it hung loosely from her shoulders.
"Sirius Black, serial gentleman." Gemma grinned. She kissed his forehead and tiptoed up the stairs.
A strange sensation filled Sirius after that and he couldn't help but grin as he opened the door to their dorm. "What happened? Did Lily say anything about me?" James asked, springing up from his bed.
"Lily? Oh she was studying." Sirius replied. "Now Gemma."
"Did she tell you who she fancied?" James asked. "I'd been thinking, I bet you it's Gregory Davies." Sirius just barked with laughter. "It is! I knew it!"
"No mate, she didn't say anything." He said, chortling to himself as he turned into his bed. "'Sirius Black, serial gentleman.'"
Sirius fretted over the state of his robes, much to James' amusement. He was secretly glad that he didn't have James' untidy hair as they headed to breakfast, Peter was sleeping in, their previous nights adventure having worn him out well. Gemma was sitting across from Lily and Sirius was going to make this as his attempt at furthering whatever happened the night before.
James, however, being the nancy that he was at times, sat right next to her, and heaving a sigh Sirius sat next to Lily instead hearing the tail- end of James' question. "- fancy someone?" Gemma just rolled her eyes. "Gems, come on, I promise I won't tell the parents.this time."
And this is, essentially, how the two spent their day. Sirius went into Dervishes and Banges alone, stocking up for a month full of Dungbombs, and Snivellus pranks, himself. He left the store, rather excited to show James at Three Broomsticks. He peered into the window. "Teachers, Snivellus.yech." As he looked into the windows of each shop, he shrugged and decided to head back to the school, passing a group of third years who goggled at him, giggling as he passed.
"Oy, Sirius!" Gemma called from up the road. "Care for a few drinks with us at Three Broomsticks?"
Sirius, seeing James behind her, shook his head. "Nah, I'm going to go and set up some traps for Sniv-"
Gemma interrupted him. The group of third years watched the scene, coolly glaring at Gemma. "James is buying."
"Now, wait just one minute." James started, but Gemma was already leading Sirius to Three Broomsticks. He walked up to the counter and waited for the order of three butterbeers.
Sirius, normally the suave of the Marauders, found himself unbelievably tongue-tied. He wondered maybe if Gemma was doing that telekinetically. Eventually, with much non-dramatic internal struggle, he came to that conclusion. "Er, Gemma, have you heard about the New Ye-"
"You owe me." James grinned putting the three bottles down onto their table. Soon their talks turned to Quidditch, something Sirius and James enjoyed to the point of Gemma's deathly boredom. She cleared her throat and orbed out and made her way to Hogwarts.
"What was that about?" Sirius asked at her sudden departure.
"Don't mind that, she does that all the time. Well she did that a lot more when I used to chase her around with a broomstick when we were smaller." James said, dismissively. "So, have you narrowed down the search for a date to the New Year's Ball? I have."
"I know you have James. You've had it narrowed down since we were on the train." Sirius groaned exasperatedly. "And I'll have you know that I haven't narrowed it down."
"Judging by the groups of third years constantly kissing the ground you walk on, you won't have trouble finding a date." James snickered, looking at the same group of third years sitting at the table next to them.