Smudges → Sirius Black [ON HOLD]

P1/C8

I'm feeling so lazy rn, so I'm going to give up with the music, but it may come back. And if you're still reading this, thanks for putting up with my updating schedule. 

"It's a Hogsmede weekend!" Millie shouted, jumping on top of me (literally). Peeking my head out from the top of my duvet, I gave her the deadliest stare I could muster. 
"Millie?" 
"Yes?" 
"Get off." 
"Oh. Sorry." 
"Like, now?" 
"Hey, how about we go get breakfast from Hogsmede instead of here?" Marie said, trying to pick between two outfits. 
"You know a place?" Millie said, sitting back down on her bed. 
"I think I've seen it. Couple of stores away from Honeydukes?" I asked. 
"That's the one!" Marie shouted as I closed the bathroom door. 
"Breakfast is sorted, then!" Millie clapped her hands. 

"Ooh, waffles. Ooh, pancakes. Ooh, scones!" Millie said, reading literally everything off the menu. 
"Ooh, coffee!" I exclaimed, reading all the fancy types. 
"You know what, I've decided," Marie said, putting her menu down. 
"Oh yeah?" Millie replied, still scanning the menu. 
"Yep. The low-fat summer yogurt bowl and a green smoothie, plus a blueberry muffin," she said. 
"Nice. I'm going to have... a caramel latte with the choco-berry pancakes," I said, placing my menu down. 
"Okay, I think I've decided," Millie said, sounding a bit helpless. "I would like... the banana smoothie and the chocoanana waffles." 
"Nice. Oh, and look, here's the waiter," Marie said, immediately smiling. I leaned back in my chair as she did the ordering. 

"Mmh! This is so good!" Millie exclaimed, her mouth full of waffle. 
"You sound like you're having an orgasm," Marie said, smirking. 
"I think I am," Millie said, pointing her fork at Marie. She chuckled, and took a massive sip of her smoothie. 
"These are really filling, though," I said, putting my fork down. I'd already finished the coffee. 
"But you've barely eaten half!" Millie pointed out. 
"Like I said, really filling." At this point, Marie had spotted some fellow classmates. 
"I'm going to see if your brother can get you to eat more. I mean, since you came back, you've barely eaten even as much as I do. Oi, Potter, over here!" Marie shouted, waving an arm. It seemed my brother and his friends had the same idea as us, just a lot later. They wandered over, and Sirius even went as far as to pull a chair down next to mine. 
"Something you want to say?" I asked him. He rolled his eyes. 
"She's right, Sirius. I believe the ladies wanted to talk to me," James said, shoving him off the chair. 
"I can always sit on another chair," Sirius said, pulling one next to mine again. 
"Would you just like to sit at a bigger table?" the waiter asked, appearing out of nowhere. 
"Yes, you know what, that would be lovely," Marie said, standing up. We got our plates and moved. 
"What did you want to discuss?" James asked. 
"If you get your sister to eat all of those pancakes, you get one favour from me," Marie replied, rather bluntly. 
"Excuse me?" he asked. 
"I would not pass that up," Millie said, her mouth still full of waffle. She also seemed to be eyeing my pancakes. I pushed them towards her. Marie pushed them back. 
"Nope. Eat," she said, sounding all motherly. 
"Why are you so worried?" James asked, looking rather confused. 
"Because, she's my friend, and she's also eating less that I am. Which, is literally unhealthy and impossible. I just want to get her nutrition back on track," Marie said, starting to cut up my pancakes. 
"Mar. I am not a baby," I said, rolling my eyes. 
"Sure. I guess." James took over the cutting, and held the pancakes up to my mouth. "Eat them, or I'll tell Dad who'll get you a food therapist or somethong stupid like that that you'll hate," James said, trying to force the pancakes in. I still rolled my eyes.