Lucille Rose Potter

Chapter 53

"This feels illegal, why isn't it illegal?"

"Let them live Pads, it's not like they're doing anything."

"But she's just so young, and—"

"And she can hear you," Lucy groaned, "and she would really like to sleep."

"Sorry."

The door closed and Lucy huffed, fidgeting to find a comfortable position in the bed.

"Why're you moving?" Sawyer complained, dragging her into his arms.

"Now I can't move," Lucy whined, "you're smushing me."

"Good."

"Did I wake you?" Lucy turned so their noses were touching.

"No," Sawyer said sarcastically, "I just so happened to wake up after you robbed me off all the blankets."

"Sorry," Lucy apologetically looked up at him through her lashes.

"I forgive you," Sawyer smiled, kissing her forehead before getting up out of bed.

They brushed their teeth and got dressed for the day before heading down the stairs.

"Good morning, Siri, Rem," Lucy kissed both of them on the cheek, "where's Harry?"

Remus snorted, "we won't be seeing Harry for about an hour or two."

"He's not an early riser," Sirius yawned, "takes after James."

"I wouldn't consider this early," Lucy laughed, "it's eleven!"

"Lucy's not much of a morning person either," Sawyer remarked, pouring himself a cup of coffee, "she's late to nearly every one of her morning shifts."

"They should just schedule me for an hour later then they tell me," Lucy said, "that way I'll be on time."

"They do, love," Sawyer laughed, handing her a glass of orange juice, "yet you still manage to be late."

"How do you get to class on time then, Luce?" Remus laughed.

"Sawyer makes sure I'm up," Lucy ran a hand through the Hufflepuff's hair affectionately, "brings me breakfast and everything."

"I have a free period first thing in the morning," Sawyer explained, a blush on his cheeks, "I make sure the girls are on time to class, and that they had something to eat."

"He walks me to all my classes," Lucy smiled, "and picks me up when they're over."

"A proper gentleman," Remus had a twinkle in his eyes watching the two teenagers.

"Definitely," Lucy laughed as Sawyer put his chin on her shoulder, hugging her from behind, "I'm so lucky."

"I still think you're too young," Sirius said bitterly.

"Sirius!" Remus glared at him, "knock it off!"

"What!" Sirius huffed, "am I not allowed to have an opinion anymore? I thought I had entitled rights, or am I still in prison?"

"That doesn't even make sense!" Remus rubbed his temples, "it's too early for this."

"America baby!"

"Sirius, you're British!"

"Oh, I see, you're telling me who I am now? What if I identify as an American?"

"Sirius..."

"What the hell did I just walk in on?" Harry stood at the bottom of the steps in fluffy pants and a bathrobe.