Llef ylil yhw -By Yo-yo

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Chapter 16- Home:

"I'm bored, what do you want to do?" Sunny groaned, settling herself on Remus's lap.

With an innocent hand, he pulled her closer and shifted her in a more comfortable position. When they were situated, he turned to Sirius,

"What do you want to do?"

Sirius shrugged and turned to Fly,

"What is there to do? You're usually here during the holidays."

Fly rolled her eyes and stretched out in front of the fireplace like a lazy cat.

"When Phil, Kerry and Ben were still here, every night we'd make up themes and have festivities. Like a themed dance night, chess tournaments and pin-the-tail-on-Peeves games, but that was when there were more than twelve people staying. I'm bored."

"It's sad," Skye placed her head on James's shoulder. "The holidays started an hour ago, and we're already bored."

"We could head up to Hogsmeade, get some hot chocolate?" Remus offered.

"Broke," Sunny shook her head.

"When is your Mum getting you guys?" James asked, fingering Skye's curl.

"Tomorrow morning at ten."

"And then they'll be four."

"Oh, I can't wait," Fly groaned, "Christmas with you blokes."

"Why don't you go home, then?"

"For one, it's too late. And two, Ben is in Calcutta, Phil is spending the holidays with Amy, his new girlfriend, and both Kerry and my dad have to work."

"Yeah."

Both Adam Flynn and Thomas Potter were Aurors, and Kerry was an Auror- in-training.

"We could have a snow ball fight?" Skye asked.

"Too cold, plus, I got detention last night for tracking in water." Sirius groaned.

"Guys," Remus groaned. "We're supposed to be the most popular people here at Hogwarts ... our brilliant minds should be able to come up with more than snow ball fights and hot chocolate."

Suddenly a grin slithered its way up James's face and twinkled in his eye.

"How do you guys feel about something illegal?"

"How illegal?" Fly frowned, never liking his mischievous grin.

"Just if we get caught, maybe detention and a few points each taken off Gryffindor tower?"

After a few moments thought, Sunny shrugged, "I don't mind. We could always make up the points."

"Me either," Fly sent a suspicious glare to James.

"Well, as a Marauder, its pretty much a consensus that whatever sounds illegal must be done, so I answer for both Remus and I?"

Remus shrugged, "No skin off my back."

James looked down at Skye, "You're the only one left."

"Sure whatever, so much for my fight against peer pressure," she shrugged.

"So what were you pondering?" Sunny asked.

"Turning the Perfects' lavatory into a hot tub," he grinned, turning to Remus, the only one among them who knew the Perfect passwords.

Remus groaned and glared at his best friend.

"So when you mean 'we' getting caught, you mean me?"

"One for all," James grinned. "So, what about it?"

"I'm sealing the door, and if we do get caught, I swear, I am taking you all down with me, in the most humiliating ways possible."

"Don't worry, I'll conjure the charm myself and I'll bring ol' Invisy, just in case."

"You named your cloak?" Fly's incredulous look caused Sirius to burst into a guffaw. "Seriously, you're a puff. Skye, watch out for him."

"I will," Skye rolled her eyes and sent James a look. "My own little puffball."

He stuck out his tongue at her before standing and pulling her from her seat. They separated to get ready for the converted hot tub and ten minutes later they all stood in the Common waiting for Sunny who'd forgotten her towel in her room.

"Ready," she breathed heavily as she stopped at the end of the staircase. "Let's go."

As a group they wandered down the corridors, save for the occasional painting and moving suit of armor, keeping quiet and close. They remained vigilant of a lurking Filch who wouldn't approve of such a large group wandering towards the Perfects' lavatory, much less a mixed group.

"Hanukkah." Remus whispered, in front of the tall wooden door with brass knocker. "It was Ravenclaw's turn to make a password, and Jessica Gold was feeling a little left out," he explained ushering them in as soon as possible.

As soon as the door shut behind them, James pointed his wand at the door and was just about to place the Imperturbable Charm on it when Sirius called,

"Wait, not yet."

"Why not?" James groaned. "The quicker I do this, the more likely Moony doesn't get caught."

"Here, here." Remus frowned.

"Just hand over the Invisibility Cloak and I'll contact you through the mirror, so keep it close by. I'll be back you guys."

As the Perfects' door closed behind him, they could hear his voice mutter, "I swear I am up to no good."

"What do you think is going on?" Sunny asked.

Potter shrugged and placed the Imperturbable Charm on the door.

The lavatory had flooded with light as they'd entered and it wasn't until that moment that they'd all gotten a good glimpse into the most beautiful lavatory in the castle.

The walls were flawless ivory, with little carvings around the borders that Sunny just couldn't help but let her fingers touch. Beautiful statues were scattered around the room of mermaids, fish and other marine animals. Some spit water from their mouths back into the water as if they were imitating fountains. In the middle of the room sat a gargantuan pool that could more than fit the six. Around the pool were little taps with different colored knobs.

Behind them Remus threw a few switches and the water began to bubble and soon steam lifted from the rippling water and waft around the room. The girls had not seen the room before and their eyes twinkled in wonder.

In moments they removed their clothes and slipped into the pool, James beside Skye, Sunny next to Remus and Fly waiting for Sirius. They sat on the inner rim of the pool that acted as a seat, something James knew about; otherwise he wouldn't have suggested this excursion.

As soon as the warmth enveloped around them, their heads lolled back and rested on the feathery pillows that had materialized after Remus had turned on one of the switches.

"Hmmahenmmeffnn," a muffled sound broke the silent comfort they'd all been consumed in half an hour later.

James blindly reached out and flipped the tiny mirror open.

"Hey James, open up," Sirius's voice whispered.

Without opening his eyes, James positioned his wand in the general direction of the door and muttered the counter curse. When he heard the door shut behind Sirius, he activated it again, getting a cry of upheaval from Sirius who'd been nearly maimed by the ribbon of magic.

"What did you do?" Sunny asked, cracking open an eye.

"I went to The Three Broomsticks and got some Butterbeer, Snap Dragon Champagne and Firewhiskey; along with a few treats."

This brought smiles on their faces.

For the rest of the night they basked in the comfortable warmth of the bubbling water and giggled from the slightly heady feeling of the alcohol.

It wasn't until very late that night when they finally decided to get out of the water, after all their fingers had long ago been declared bon-a- fied prunes.

As Sirius toweled himself dry, he didn't keep his mind from taking a look at the other girls, knowing nothing would ever come of it. It wasn't the first time they'd been together in only their bathing suits. What he didn't count on was his reaction when his eyes settled on the girl he'd known his whole life.

Fly pulled herself up from the water, and pulled her towel up to her face.

He couldn't check the urge that rippled through his body, making it quake slightly as his eyes drank her in. His eyes slithering smoothly over the round curves of her hips, down her shapely legs and arched beautifully with her foot. His eyes traveled up her perpetually brown skin and stopped a few seconds on her chest. The bathing suit she wore was fairly modest considering her insecurities, but the two toned one-piece didn't detract at all from her athletic limbs. It pulled his eyes towards her flat stomach, her buxom chest and firm calves and thighs. Her dark hair was pulled up at the top of her head to escape the water, but a few strands stuck to the back of her neck, and curled in the way that her hair sometimes did.

He was so consumed in watching her, that he didn't notice the waves of lust rolling through him and causing a stirring in his nether regions until it was too late.

"Bollocks," he groaned underneath his breath.

Turning away from her, he tried to think of something that would cause his ... to deflate and therefore not embarrass him amongst his friends ... and the girl that caused this in the first place.

After concentrating solely on Snape and his grey, holey briefs, his body relaxed and he rose to his feet, immediately throwing on his clothes and stumbling out of the room, leaving the rest behind.


It felt as if it'd been years since she'd sank beneath the downy quilt and filled her nostrils with the familiar scents of home. It wasn't as if Hogwarts was bad, but it lacked that certain ... she didn't know the proper word for it, but she knew the Great Hall didn't smell of cinnamon and honey from her mother's pastries. And the lavatories didn't smell of her father's aftershave. The corridors didn't smell of the rose petal pillows Tuny left on her doorknob where she'd needle pointed: Lily, stay out! And the snow didn't smell of youth.

Hogwarts just wasn't ... home.

She opened her eyes slowly, smiling involuntarily as she stretched languorously. Ruffling back the tangled mess of curls, she sat up on her arms and looked around her room. A small chuckle escaped her lips as her thoughts reminded her of all the stupid things she'd done in this very room.

There was that one time last summer when she and Tuny had stumbled into the house at two am, piss drunk. They couldn't find a good medium between being the greatest spies in the world and laughing at Douggie's nude outburst. Rounding sharp corners, and trying to figure out where the steps were located in pitch-dark, Lily wondered how Tuny could be so smashed and still so- neat. She'd hissed admonishments at least three times a minute, making sure everything was in its rightful place. It was so hilarious how they could be so together that night, and the next morning they were screaming at one another because they'd both passed out on Lily's bed and had woken up each with feet in their faces.

Then there was that one time when Lily was six and harbored and illegal pet for two days in her room until-

"Lillian Evans, get your butt down here!" her mother's voice rang from below. "We have way too much to do."

God, she did hate the holidays. Everyday was spent cleaning, cooking, and helping someone for some occasion or some important family. Namely no one really but Nana and Aunt Jo.

Groaning, she gave up the warmth of her comforter and pulled herself out of bed. Later, after being showered and changed, Lily bounded down the staircase, not quite so ready to begin the day.

"How was your night?" her mother had asked glancing away from the meat she was getting ready to marinade.

She shrugged and yawned.

"After Douggie's I just hunkered off to bed, something it felt like I hadn't done since summer."

"Well don't worry," Tuny's voice called from the sitting room, "You won't be doing it again all holiday."

"And neither will you, if I have everything to do with it."

"You guys are hopeless," Susan rolled her eyes while chopping garlic.

TBC ...

A/N: Hey guys, I hope you like this one. I know, it's been forever since I've put up another chapter. But this one is out, so watch out. I'm going to be away for five weeks, and I don't know how much typing I'll get done. But I'm going to try. I love doing this.

w/ luv, Yo-yo