dark paradise // d.m.

- i'll make you pay -

hi! this is the first chapter! before you get to read, i wanted to specify a little thing. harry and freya call sirius dad/dada and call remus paps/papa. i decided to tell you guys so that it's less confusing. sooo, i hope you like it! please, leave a comment and a little star!

trigger warning: violence

"Freya!" Harry sneers from outside the bathroom, "Get the fuck out, I need to piss!"

I roll my eyes, generously applying lip gloss on my mouth. "Alright, grumpy pants" I say, looking in the mirror with a satisfied smirk, "I'm done."

Then, as soon I open the door, my brother comes in to take my place in the room, shaking his head. "It's not like you have to walk the runway, y'know that? he mutters, closing the door, "We're only going back to school, for Merlin's sake."

"Is it a crime to want to look good?" I say calmly, from outside the door, "You, on the other hand, always look like you've just woken up- you could put a little effort, don't you think?."

"Freya, stop teasing your brother," says Dad with a chuckle, walking by in the hallway with his arms full of bags.

"He's the one who started it!" I complain with a huff, walking towards my room to grab my luggages.

"Paps!" yells Harry, coming out of the toilet with his pants still down his knees, "What time is it?"

"Harry..." I groan, covering my eyes, "Gross."

"It's time you two get in a bit of a hurry" he replies, rolling his eyes - that's kind of a thing I got from him - and checking his watch, "I used to hope you guys wouldn't grow to be slow like Sirius."

"I can hear you, you know that?!" yells Dad from downstairs.

"Yes, that was my specific intention!" he yells back, reaching him at the first floor, "C'mon, guys! We need to leave!"

I let out a breath, looking at my brother with a tired face and shaking my head- Paps always got particularly grumpy on every first of September. Harry laughed at my annoyed face and took me under his arm: "How much does it bother you to be put in a hurry?" he jokes, following our dads and carrying his luggages.

"Me? Bothered?" I say, sarcastically, "Never."

"Just wait 'til we get to the station" he reassures me, "That'll put you in a good mood."

I lightly smile at him and take his hand as we all apparate at King's Cross. I squeeze my eyes, trying to fight the nausea and I suddenly feel a warm hand on my back. "Are you alright, Freya?"

Harry is looking at me with a concerned gaze and I can't help but feel weird. "Yeah, I guess" I say, shrugging off, "Apparating just makes me nauseous." He nods as he places my luggages on his carriage- sometimes, Harry can be quite annoying but that doesn't stop him from being so damn protective, all the time! Deep down, even if I do nothing but complaining, I love that trait of his. "I love you to pieces, y'know that?" I tell him with a soft smile, messing up his hair. He chuckles and places a kiss on my head. "Yeah, who wouldn't?" he jokes, flipping his non-existent long hair. "Wow, you managed to ruin the moment," I laugh, shaking my head. While we fool around, making fun of one another, our dads get in our way and - like every minute of this fucking morning - tell us to hurry up. Again.

When we finally get to the platform, our dads pull us both into a warm and soft hug. "See you there, alright?" says Paps, placing a kiss on each of our cheeks, "Behave on that train." We nod and let out a light laugh. "Nah, Papa'' I say, smirking, "I was actually planning on throwing myself out the window and placing fireworks all over the train with the Twins." Harry snorts out in a laugh, just like Dad, and Paps shakes his head with a chuckle. "You're all trouble, Freya" he says, rolling his eyes and hugging me tightly, "I wish I could tell you I wasn't the same, at your age." Dad cupped his face with one hand and raised his eyebrows. "We were much worse than our kids, Remus'' he sighed, thinking about the past times, then he looked at the both of us with a smile, "You're pretty hard work, though." Me and Harry keep laughing, as we're getting our affectionate goodbyes, then our parents finally disappear in the train, leaving us to look for our friends.