Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. JKR does.
ThatWeasley: lol I don't plan on ending this soon. Check out my other fic. It's a little like this one except it starts from first year and the characters will have faults. It makes them much more interesting.
CaptainOats+PrincessSparkle: Here it is!
"Heavy," Lily groaned.
The three Gryffindors were heading to Dumbledore's office to floo to the Potter's. It was New Year's Eve, the night of the ball.
"I second that," Meghen grunted. "At least I'll see Remus, though."
"Someone's lovesick," Bridget muttered.
"Chocolate Frogs," Lily said clearly to the statue guarding Dumbledore's office. They mounted the moving steps. Before Lily had the chance to knock, the door swung open and Professor Dumbledore was there with his usual twinkle.
"The Potter's are expecting you now and were hoping you'd spend the night," Dumbledore said as he led the way into his office. "Now here we are…I'm assuming you have all traveled by floo before?"
The girls nodded.
"Whomever wishes to go first, the words to use are 'The Potter's.' I'll be seeing all of you at the start of next term. I am unfortunately previously engaged for this evening," Professor Dumbledore smiled.
Lily took a handful of floo powder and stepped into the flames. Throwing it down, she called out, "The Potter's!" and whisked out of sight.
Her head was spinning even after she stepped out of the fireplace of a large room, which she presumed to be the Potter's. She only had a few sparse seconds to glance around before Bridget fell out of the fireplace behind her. Meghen soon joined the three.
"Ah! You must be Lily, Bridget, and Meghen! The boys have been telling us all about you!" A motherly like woman came into the room and embraced all of the girls.
"Jamie, Siri, and Reemy are all upstairs waiting for you! Wizarding folk will start arriving for the ball around six, so until then the time is yours," the woman led them from the large room. "I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Emmeline Potter, Jamie's mother. I'm practically Siri's too, since his own won't even acknowledge him…" Mrs. Potter broke off.
"Up these stairs, sixth door on the left. If you're hungry at all before the ball, there's probably food up there. Those boys are always eating," Mrs. Potter rolled her eyes and they all laughed.
"Pleasure to meet you, and thank you so much, Mrs. Potter," Meghen thanked politely. The other girls nodded eagerly.
"Please, Emmeline," Mrs. Potter smiled and went off to prepare for the ball.
When they ascended the stairs, Lily, Bridget, and Meghen didn't even need to count six doors to the left. The Marauder's were loud enough to find the room they were in easily.
On top of that was the smell of food coming from that room? The girls laughed again and raced down the hallway.
"…then we have to…" Remus's voice died away as he saw the girls. "Meghen! You get to meet my family tonight. They're all coming and Daria will simply love you!"
"Little sister," James explained. He laughed. "She's had something akin to a crush on Sirius for ages. It's hilarious!"
"You guys are so mean!" Lily laughed. "Jamie," she added grinning.
James turned a shade of radish and ducked to try to hide his head. But Bridget had other plans.
"That's so cute! You're calling each other pet names! Always knew you and Lily would get together. It's a little sad how you left us in the dark though…" Bridget joked.
"Oh, come off it! You and 'Siri' have been trying to cover up your infatuation with each other since fifth year. Well, not so much Sirius…" James laughed.
"I think I could be a great romance poet after I graduate," Sirius retorted.
"I don't think I could agree with that," Bridget muttered.
"You're supposed to be on my side, Angel!" Sirius exclaimed. "Seeing as—"
"Sirius! Shut up!" Bridget said frantically.
But it was too late. "Care to explain?" Meghen said loftily while her wand was at Bridget's throat.
"When?" Remus demanded, grinning.
"November," Bridget admitted, glaring at Sirius.
"Told you so!" Meghen and Lily chorused while Bridget rolled her eyes.
Meghen and Lily laughed. "We had to do it, Bee. I'm sorry," Lily mock-sympathized.
"You should've told us! We found out anyway, but it would have been more amusing for you to explain it on your own," James sniggered.
"Sure, but you'll feel awkward now with all your friends together except you and Lily." Sirius cocked an eyebrow. "This'll be more amusing than us explaining how we got together."
"There's only one problem with that—James and I aren't going to get together," Lily said sarcastically.
"Most people have gotten over denial at this point," Meghen whispered to Bridget.
"Yeah, well, Lily's special like that—stubborn. We'll see how it all comes into play tonight!" Bridget murmured back gleefully.
"I can't wear that! It'll clash too much with my hair. I need something green or black," Lily pouted.
"If you didn't like James, you wouldn't care," Meghen taunted good-naturedly.
"Green or black!" Lily insisted, sifting through her trunk. They were in one of the Potter's spare bedrooms preparing for the ball.
"Lils, you're a witch," Bridget reminded patiently.
"Oh, right," Lily said distractedly.
Within seconds the once-pink dress robes were a subtle emerald green. Lily slipped them on and began to curl her hair with her wand.
"This is going to be a long night," Meghen whispered to herself.
"Mum's going to hunt me down, then chop me into little pieces, then take out all my vital—"
"Enough, James. We already heard everything your mum's going to do," Sirius said wearily.
"Where are they, though? We're already really late," James pointed out.
"Since when have you cared about being late?" Remus asked.
"He doesn't! He's just making up excuses to see Lily," Sirius laughed.
James glowered. "Like you don't want to see Bridget."
"Of course I do, but she's my girlfriend. You and Lily are supposedly just friends," Sirius smirked.
"I'm glad you don't think it's anything more than that, Black." Lily, Meghen, and Bridget came up from behind Sirius.
"Well, young madam, may I escort you to the ball?" Remus offered an arm to Meghen and she giggled.
"I'd be delighted, kind sir." Meghen daintily laid a hand on his arm.
They were both off within moments with Bridget and Sirius close behind them.
"They're going to be giving us hell for the rest of our lives," Lily laughed.
James put a hand to his mouth. "Lily! And I thought you were a lady!"
"I'm sure you're a real gentleman, James," Lily smiled.
"Remus!"
Remus didn't have the chance to glance around to see who had called his name as a younger girl banged into him.
"Why hullo, Daria," Remus grinned and gave the younger girl a hug.
"Is that Meghen?" Daria whispered.
"Yes," Remus murmured back. "Do you like her?"
Daria giggled. "Of course I do, silly!"
Meghen smiled. "How old are you, Daria?"
"I'm eight and a half!" Daria said proudly. "Do I get to be the flower girl for your wedding?"
Meghen and Remus blushed. "Umm—well…" Remus stuttered.
"Before anyone else, Daria," Meghen promised. She didn't want to put any pressure on Remus, and they were only seventeen.
"I'm going to go tell mom!" Daria announced. Her voice lowered considerably as she asked Remus, "Is Sirius here?"
"Yes, he wants to dance with you, Daria," Remus teased. It was Daria's turn to blush before running off to find her mother.
"Sorry about that," Remus said embarrassingly.
"Let's go dance," Meghen changed the subject, leading him to the dance floor.