Incognito

✑ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑.𝟖

𝙿𝚞𝚖𝚊'𝚜 𝚁𝚘𝚘𝚖
𝟼:𝟺𝟽 𝚙.𝚖. I

"Has anyone been noticing Lily and James getting closer or is that just me?" asked the owner of the room.

"Sometimes I think James intentionally puts them together on missions," Remus shared his hypothesis.

"I agree with, Moony. Even though they still bicker, there is definitely something up."

"Are we willing to bet?" Padfoot emerged from the kitchen with a grin on his face. "Also, when are we thinking of an update for this place, Puma?"

"One, you are not participating in a bet. We will not lose three hundred-fifty bucks again just because you decided to turn on your hubris. Two... well, Marly can take up two."

"Two," Marlene McKinnon put out two fingers. "My room, my right, I do whatever the fuck I want about it. One hair is cut, Padfoot, and I will cut your hair."

"Nobody touches my hair!"

"Except Remus," Frank said into his tea.

"Ey," said one of them, while the other gasped. "There are children in here, Frankfort."

"What children?"

"Mary!" Sirius pointed the finger at the youngest spy in the room.

"Point that finger at yourself, Black, because you are the most childish."

"How dare you, MacDonald?!"

"I'll dare whatever I want to dare."

"What's going on here?" asked James Potter, entering the open-door room.

"Mary and Sirius are fighting. You know, a usual occurrence at least once a week."

"Well, I'm pretty sure DEs now can track our location thanks to the fight."

"Where's Falcon?" Mary asked, a small smirk on her face that she tried to hide.

"I don't know."

"Didn't you go on a mission last night?"

"We did."

"Anything to report?"

"Death Eaters are getting more demanding."

"How?"

"I told him I was unarmed," James sat down on the couch. "He asked if he could check."

"And you obviously threw a wink and told him you insist," Dorcas guessed.

"Yeah! How do you know?"

"Simply by knowing you," Cobra spoke as if they were words as clear as the sun.

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𝙿𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔'𝚜 𝚁𝚘𝚘𝚖
𝟷𝟶:𝟹𝟺 𝚊.𝚖. I

"So, how was the mission?"