_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ It was practically written in the stars, illuminated by the light of the moon. Both Y/N Sterling and Harry Potter felt like it was a never-ending pining. It was a fleeting feeling, seeing the other smile at them across the room. The...
She groggily awoke to absolute chaos. Vaguely, she could hear Missus Weasley shouting orders, and the portrait of Sirius' mother shrieking of blood traitors besmirching the family name.
Blinking rapidly, she nudged Harry, who groaned and threw an arm over Y/N, burying his face in her neck to avoid the morning light.
Two pairs of footsteps came thudding into the living room.
"We found them, Molly!" came the relieved voice of Remus.
Sirius let out a low whistle, "We found them, alright. Okay, you two, get up."
Y/N opened her eyes completely to find the two men hovering over her and Harry. Remus was glaring at Harry's arm, but said nothing, and Sirius looked as though he was suppressing a laugh.
Remus sighed, "We honestly assumed that you two snuck off to doze together. All I'll say is that next time, leave a note on your door or something. Molly's gonna take your heads off."
"But I told Hermione!" said Y/N.
"Hermione didn't wake up until Molly started screeching. God, and now my hag of a mother is too - come on, Moony," Sirius said, and they stalked off to deal with the portrait.
Y/N was about to fall back asleep against Harry's warmth when Missus Weasley barged in, gave them a nasty look, and said, "No note, wands gone, bed empty? We thought you were taken! You could've been hurt!"
"Missus Weasley," Y/N said in a calming voice, "I know not to leave Grimmauld place. Harry and I were just catching up."
The woman sent them another look. "Breakfast is in the kitchen. When your done, bring the others to the drawing room. There are a load more doxies than I thought...and dead puffskeins under the sofa..."
Harry got up slowly, then extended a hand that Y/N accepted. "Isn't this the drawing room..." he said tiredly, rubbing his eyes.
She shook her head as they made their way to the kitchen, "This is way too small - this place has so many rooms, Goldie, there's like four living rooms, but the drawing room is the one with the tapestries. God I hate cleaning."
They met up with Hermione, the twins, and Ginny in the kitchen. Everyone scarfed down a quick breakfast and then got ready for the day. Half an hour later, the group entered the drawing room, a high-ceilinged room on the first floor with olive-green walls.
Cloths were distributed to them along with bottles of black liquid with nozzles on the ends. They wrapped the cloth around their faces, and Missus Weasley said, "Alright - when I say the word, start spraying immediately."
