Lost in memories || Harry Potter || R.A.B

Part 63

Hello my Nifflers! We're in the Potter manor for this one, search 'inside manor aesthetic' to get them vibes, but of course, everything is up for your imagination<3

(Alright this an A/N like 5 hours after I posted. One of you darling readers has pointed out to me that at moments I call Diana 'Aurora'. I seem to be getting my stories and characters mixed up I am so sorry. I think I corrected them all but I might've read over some, please let me know if you find it)

The next morning, it was the day of Christmas Eve.

Diana was in the kitchen preparing breakfast, still in her pyjamas and her hair up in a bun Like Sirius had worn it the day before.

She yawned unceremoniously and almost choked when a finger was stuck straight into her mouth.

She gagged in surprised and aggressively pushed Sirius away while he was laughing his ass off. She hadn't even heard him come in.

"Not funny," she said with a scowl on her face as she continued cutting the fruit in front of her.

"Oh Willow, you should have seen your face!" Sirius howled, clutching his stomach.

She grabbed the towel hanging on its hook on the wall and whacked Sirius with it, causing him to back up, though still laughing.

"Moron," she mumbled in annoyance. "Get your shit together, Siri, Remus will be here any minute," she stated, dividing the fruit she'd been cutting over two bowls of yogurt and handing one of them to Sirius who'd finally stopped laughing.

Diana pretended not to see the shit eating smirk he still had on his face as he looked at her.

He opened his mouth, obviously about to make a snarky comment when he backtracked and seemed to spot something.

"What the hell is that," before Diana could take a step backwards, he poked his finger against her neck and then moved his hand to grab her jaw and turn her head to the side.

"Merlin's balls, Day, are those hickeys?" He asked incredulously, his eyes wide as he looked at her.

Her hand shot up and slapped over her neck to cover them, backing away from Sirius.

"It's really none of your business!" She shot as her cheeks started to become bright red. She hadn't really thought about them, she hadn't even seen them herself yet.

"You got laid!?" He exclaimed and she groaned.

"I just told you it's none of your business," she grumbled, sticking a spoonful of yogurt into her mouth.

"Who did you shag?" Sirius wasn't giving up and she rolled her eyes before sighing.

"I didn't- it's not," she stammered, her cheeks heating up. "It's nothing," she hissed trough her teeth. "I just had a moment with a guy at Hogsmeade yesterday when doing my last Christmas shopping," she lied and Sirius' mouth fell open in disbelief.

"You snogged a random guy at Hogsmeade? Didn't know that you being back hat Hogwarts made your high school spirit come back up," he teased and she shot him a glare.

"Shut up, Sirius, it isn't funny," she insisted. "I might've had a bit too much to drink at the three broomsticks and got side tracked," she lied, her cheeks feeling warm. Sirius opened his mouth but she glared at him. "Shut up, I don't wanna talk about it," she grumbled, taking a bite of her yogurt and avoiding his eyes.