Harry Potter AUS

Day 10; Young Sirius Black; Holiday Baking

     I couldn't help but giggle as I looked at Sirius Black, my boyfriend, in the brand new apron patterned with snitches that I had bought him as an early Christmas present. He had his hair pulled back into a ponytail but it had already begun to fall out and, despite the silly attire, he had a huge smile on his face. Sirius looked so different from his regular "bad boy" self that it was funny.

"Are you ready to bake some cookies?" I asked him with a smile.

"Of course!"

"Okay, you start by beating together the eggs and I'll mix the dry ingredients. Do you know how to use the electric mixer?"

Sirius rolled his eyes and sighed, "Yes, y/n."

"I just wanted to make sure! You don't seem like the baking type."

"You mean I'm too cool to bake in my free time." He winked at me.

I combined the flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt, all the while sneaking glances back at my boyfriend. He was so cute when he was focused.

After a few minutes, Sirius said, "The eggs are ready, y/n."

"Will you add them?"

He brought the egg mixture over and poured it into the bowl. I gave him the spatula and he added it then began to stir the batter. As a matter of fact, everything was going well until he managed to launch a spoonful of flour at my face.

I gasped in surprise, suddenly coated in a layer of white dust, as Sirius snorted with laughter. I scowled at him. "Did you do that on purpose?"

"Who, me?" Sirius asked, with the perfect angel face (that I knew he had spent hours practicing).

I rolled my eyes and began to form balls of dough. I put on my best grumpy face and said, "Sirius, that was very immature."

"Immature? Me? Never."

I sighed but was unable to stop myself from smiling. "Now help me or I might accidentally get some flour in your hair."

"Not my hair!"

"Yes, your hair." Sirius looked at me with a mock horrified expression before rushing over to help me.

After finally putting the cookies in the oven, I launched a handful of flour at him. He coughed, surrounded by the dust, and then smirked at me. "y/n, that was very immature."

I winked at him. "It's hard for me to be mature when no one else is."

"Ouch!" Sirius clutched at his chest, "My heart! How could you say such things?"

I giggled as he writhed in fake agony.

"y/n! Aren't you going to help me? There's only one thing that could possibly take away this pain..."

"Let me guess - a kiss?"

"How did you know?"

I laughed then took his face in my hands and kissed him, hard. I only stopped when we were both out of breath and I couldn't think straight because I was so in love. I leaned against him, trying to regain control over my brain, and said, "You have to help me clean up the mess we made, you know."