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"𝕿he skirt! Definitely the skirt" Sirius insisted, pointing to the small red miniskirt of mine he forced me to bring over to the Marauder's dorm with no context whatsoever as James stood in front of the mirror, looking at the skirt skeptically.
"You're mocking me now" He muttered, my shoulders shaking at he I hid myself in Remus' chest, his sweater muffling my laughter from the two boys, the werewolf caressing my hair, brushing his fingers through absentmindedly as he watched amusedly when Sirius scoffed, shaking his head, Peter shoving jellybeans into his mouth, throwing them at James and Sirius occasionally.
"I'm not, i'm not! Brother swear— Reggie loves mini skirts, especially red ones" Sirius told him in a calming, fairly believable tone, Remus dropping his head down against mine as we snorted unattractively together, having watched this interaction for around fifteen minutes now between the two boys.
"I swear to fucking Merlin, Padfoot... this is our first date. First fucking date, it's freezing outside on the tower, i'll freeze my balls off and if you're lying— i'll kill you" James warned, holding the skirt over himself and looking in the mirror, Sirius biting his thumb and standing behind him, fluffing his hair up a little bit, before gesturing to him,
"You'll look gorgeous, Prongs. I read in Reggie's diary that he finds them attractive—"
"Please don't freeze your balls off in my skirt. Have an under-layer of shorts on underneath" I pleaded, shifting my head to the side of Remus' chest from where I was laid on top of him to see the two boys, James pursing his lips before reaching into his trunk and finding a pair of small shorts, holding them up to me up a questioning look, Sirius pointing at me threateningly behind him to play along, my head nodding slowly at the bespectacled boy, shifting my head up to Remus, pouting my lips together and whispering, "This feels cruel"
"He won't leave with the skirt on, Reg will make fun of him at the door when he sees him and he'll change. It's just a bit of fun" He murmured, ignoring the way Sirius danced around successfully, silently cheering when James went into the bathroom to change, Peter snickering and shaking his head at the obliviousness of the boy and how easy he is to manipulate.
"Yeah, but it's my skirt" I whined, pouting my lips together, the sandy haired boy ridiculing me by mimicking my expression, sticking his bottom lip out at me, before reaching down and pecking my lips,
"You and I both know you don't wear that skirt because you don't like the pockets" He mumbled, the door of the dorm opening, Scarlette diving onto Sirius' bed asking cheerfully,
"What's up?"
"The sky" We all answered simultaneously, giving each other air high fives, her eyes rolling playfully, turning to me for a specific answer, my lips twitching as I told her, "You'll see"
"Oi! Willow, guess what I found out today?" Peter piped up from his bed, my gaze shifting to him holding my hand up, catching a cherry jelly bean he threw at me, popping it in my mouth before answering,
