𝐌𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 |𝓙𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓢𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓾𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻

21. Chopsticks

Fifth Year:

We watched three different movies before lunch time.

"What do you guys want to eat? I can order something." I offered.

Luna was laying next to me on the sofa, "Oh, how about pizza?"

"Noo," Fred groaned. "We had that yesterday."

"Mexican?"

This time James refused. "I hate Mexican food."

"Alright  I give up." Luna fell back to the sofa and placed her head on my lap.

"Did any of you eat Chinese before?" I asked.

"Dumplings, noodles?" I looked at them hopefully but they all shook their heads saying no. "No? Really. These are only the basic ones. I don't know if you will all like it but you can at least try."

I dialed the chinese restaurant and ordered their most famous foods.

"It will be here in twenty minutes. You guys watch something, I will go clean the table and make it ready."

I got up and waited for anyone to say;

Oh, let me help.

Or,

Thanks, Lily. I don't know what would happen if you didn't take care of us.

But, no. They all agreed and opened another movie. So I guess I'm stuck with all this work.

I rolled my eyes and left the living room.

*****

After whiping the table,putting plates and chopsticks on it (because I want to see how it would go if they try to eat it with chopsticks)  I went back to the kitchen to grab some water glasses.

I put them in a tray and went back upstairs to the dining room to find James' back facing at me.

"What are you doing here?" I asked while putting the tray down.

"Fhese fings are fun." He turned around with a pair of wooden chopstick hanging down from his mouth.

"Oh my God. You look ridiculous." I started laughing.

He looked like Bugs Bunny from that muggle show.

"Ha ha, how funny." He took them out of his mouth. "How are we even suppose to eat with these?" He tried using the small space betwen them to grab the tissue.

"That's not how it work, you dumbass. You have break it."

I grabbed the chopstick from his hand and broke it.

"See? Way much better." I gave it back to him and he put it to his mouth again.

"Doesn't feel right."

I looked at the table one more time to see if anything was missing.

"Ugh, I can't wait for next year. I have so much planned." He pulled out a chair and sat down.

"We never talked about what happens when one of us win." I sat down across from him.

"Hmm, we should have a prize."

"Yeah." I took out my wand. "Accio." A notebook and and a quill appeared in front of us.

"If I win," James continued, and I started writing it down. "You will have to accept that I am better than you, and you will do whatever I want for 48 hours."

"And if I win, which I will, you have to stop pranking. Until we graduate Hogwarts. And you will do whatever I want for 48 hours."

He looked offended. "No more pranks?"

"Do we have a deal or not?" I smirked.

"I still hate you." He muttered. "But, deal."

I signed the paper and James did the same.

𝓛𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝓭

ⱼₐₘₑₛ ₚₒₜₜₑᵣ

The paper and the quill was gone, and I got up from my chair.

He got up too, and we sent death glares to each other.

"You know I'm going to win, right?" I said with confident.

"Not even in your dreams. Everyone knows I am the master of pranks."

I rolled my eyes and answered sarcastically. "I'm sure you are."

"Believe it or not, I am." He started walking away from me.

I mimicked him, "believe it or not," I rolled my eyes again since he was long gone. "Just because you're good looking, and sometimes even smart -key word: sometimes- doesn't make you better than me." I muttered to myself.

"So you think I'm good looking?"

I jumped and turned around. "Merlin... you scared the-" I catched my breath as he looked at me with a stupid grin. "No, I don't. I was just joking."

"I'm sure you were." He leaned his arm to the chair and stared at me. "It's not your fault. Everyone knows how handsome I am. I mean, look at these lips." He made a face that looked like a duck.

He came closer while his lips still looked like an old duck living his last days.

I pressed my lips to his to make them look normal again, but I don't know if it worked, because my eyes were close.

I mean... the kiss wasn't magical or anything. It was just a normal kiss.

I, once again, put my arms around his neck while he was holding my waist.

"What the actual-"

We pushed each other away and turned our attention to the younger boy standing next to the door with his mouth hanging down and his eyes wide open.

"It's not..." I let out a nervous chuckle. "We were just...."

"It wasn't actually kissing, it was..." James tried to continue.

"You guys were..." He let out a laugh that sounded really weird. "But you..." he pointed to me. "And you." Then back at James. "But the pranks- you... you hate each othe-" he covered his eyes with his hands. "Oh, I gotta sit down."