ᴍᴀʀᴀᴜᴅᴇʀs ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs (ᴍᴀʀᴀᴜᴅᴇʀs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɢɢɴᴏɢ ɪsɴᴛ ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ

"who spiked the damn eggnog?" Sirius Black

The house was alive and wild with people. Loud Christmas music played as everyone laughed with each other, the kids all huddled in a corner, plotting how to take down the adults with nerf guns.

Sirius whistled loudly, "Eggnog is ready!" He cheered as he passed out cups.

He got to his girlfriend and she shook her head, "I don't like eggnog." Y/n said and Sirius rolled his eyes.

"You're a weirdo."

Y/n shrugged with a smile, placing a soft kiss to his cheek, "Perhaps."

As the night went on, and people drank more and more eggnog, it got crazier. Y/n laughed as James stumbled around, trying to run from his son who was chasing him around, nerf gun in hand.

"Oh my Godric, I feel like I'm drunk." Lily said, plopping on the couch beside her, empty eggnog cup in hand.

"How many of those have you had?" Y/n asked curiously and Lily shrugged.

"I don't know. It's not like it's alcohol, it's just eggnog." Y/n nodded and looked back at the stumbling, giggling people.

Her eyebrows furrowed, a thought coming to her head. She gasped and stood up quickly.

"Woah, woah, what life conclusion did you just come to?" Lily asked, trying to stand as well but toppling over. Y/n caught her carefully and put her back on the couch.

"Wow, you really have no tolerance." She muttered and Lily looked at her weirdly.

"Tolerance for eggnog?"

Y/n shook her head and walked to the record player, turning it way down. People booed and begged her to put the music back on as she waited for everyone's attention. Once everyone was looking for her she picked up a half empty glass of eggnog.

"Who spiked the damn eggnog?" She asked and Sirius burst out laughing, clutching his stomach tightly. Y/n gave the crowd a smile and set the glass down. "Thank you for your time." She said and turned the music back up before making her way towards Sirius.

He had slid down the wall and was still laughing wildly, drunk as all get out.

"You're an idiot." Y/n scolded. "There are children here, what do you think would happen if they had gotten ahold of a glass?"

Sirius seemingly sobered up as a look of dread came across his face, "Uhm, I think it's too late."

Y/n tensed up and turned around to see the crowd staring at little Harry Potter... chugging the half empty glass of eggnog.

"Oh my gosh." She muttered to herself. "I have to deal with a drunk toddler now."

The house was quiet as Y/n finished putting Harry to bed, thankfully his parents had already crashed into their own beds. She walked out to the living room and picked up the empty eggnog glasses to bring them to the sink.

After washing out the glasses she plopped onto the couch with a sigh. Sirius came out from the hall and laid down next to her, his head on her lap.

"You're a great pillow." He whispered and Y/n laughed.

"I can't believe you spiked the eggnog."

He smiled, "I knew you'd find it funny."

"Harry is four years old and he's going to have a hangover tomorrow."

"You love me, though."

Y/n sighed, putting on a Christmas movie as she played with her boyfriends hair, "Yeah, I do."

QOTD;

DO YOU LIKE EGGNOG?