Chapter Fifteen

'THE BIRTHDAY OF SIRIUS BLACK'

Christmas flew past like a rampaging hippogriff and it was soon the middle of February, Emily's most hated month of the year. It was extremely cold, being as it was still winter.

One evening in the Gryffindor Common Room, Emily was ambushed by Fred, George, Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny. "What now?" Emily moaned, wanting to scurry off to her dorm, "It's Sirius' birthday in two weeks," Harry said to her, his voice rather low, "Really? Why hasn't he mentioned it?" She asked, her voice just as low, "Because he doesn't want to make a fuss," Ginny answered, rolling her eyes.

"But…"

"We have a plan,"

"A cunning plan indeed,"

"And we need your help,"

February 26th 1995

"The room's dark," Sirius complained, this voice oddly childish, "That's because I wanted the room dark," Emily laughed darkly, "Emmy? What's going on?" Sirius muttered.

The lights flicked on and there was a chorus of 'SURPRISE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIRIUS!' that silently echoed throughout the room. "Awh, you shouldn't have," Sirius laughed, shifting uncomfortably where he stood, "I'll promise you something now," Emily whispered in his ear, "This wasn't my idea,"

Sirius turned round to face Emily, to pull a childish face, when he almost spluttered in amazement. She was wearing the lingerie that he'd bought her for Christmas. She looked, well, hot.

"Awh, our little Emiwee is growing up, and wearing French Lingerie," Fred called, pretending to sob into Georges' shoulder. "Fred!" Emily hissed, and Sirius laughed, "Now, now children," He mused, winking at Emily, "Emmy looks fantastic, and I want to thank you all for organizing this little get together,"

"No need to sound so formal," Harry chortled, and Sirius stuck his tongue out at him, "But there's plenty of room for immaturity," Emily giggled, and the twins nodded in agreement. "Anyone for spin the bottle?" they asked.

*

"Oh-ho, Emiwee DARE!" The twins cackled. Emily groaned, "Great, what do I have to do this time?"

"You have to—"

"FRENCH SNOG SIRIUS!"

"WHAT?!" Emily roared, a blush creeping across her cheeks, "Well, I won't object," Sirius chuckled, "Of course you wouldn't," Ginny and Emily muttered, "Emiwee, you know the rules! You have to do it, or you have to forfeit, and you won't like that," Fred laughed.

"Urgh, FINE THEN!" Emily yelled, scowling at the twins who seemed to be enjoying the moment. "We could…um…leave, if it made you feel more comfortable," Harry said, not really wanting to see his Godfather French snog anyone, "No Harry, we have to stay put. They might not do it if we leave," George wailed, "Like hell we won't," Sirius muttered.

"Let's just…get it over with," Emily sighed, pinching her eyebrows together, "Gladly," Sirius smirked.

Well, isn't that just charming? French snogging ... hmmm XD
you'll hear more about that in the next chapter my beautiful readers, i'll promise you that.

Is it me, or are my chapters getting shorter? :'/

ah well. I'll try and make the next chapter longer. I promise.

Disclaimer: Yeah, i'm no J.K Rowling, therefore i do not own Harry Potter

What was Emily wearing, you ask? The link is in my profile :')

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