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Forty-Eight

(Just warning y'all: this is probably gonna be really long) ~Giana before writing this Oneshot (aka short story. Or at least think... only Future Me knows)

     Ding-Dong!
     The sound of two pairs of feet slapping against hardwood was heard from inside the house. The front door swung open.
     "Hey guys!" You grinned, dropping your suitcase.
     "(Y/N)!" James and Sirius both exclaimed.
     Sirius got to you first, wrapping you in a tight hug and pressing a kiss to your lips.
     "Hey, hey, hey!" James pushed you two apart and gave you a bone crushing hug. After about two seconds, Sirius glared.
     "Oy! Prongs! Hands off my girlfriend!"
     James just chuckled and gave you one last squeeze.
     "Thank Merlin you're here!" James ushered you inside.
     "We're so bored!" Sirius slammed the door and groaned.
     "Why don't we bake something?" You offered. The two boys gave you blank stares.
     "Bake something?" James repeated.
     "Yes, bake something. That's what I just said," you sighed, exasperated.
     "Like... like the muggle way?" James recoiled.
     You rolled your eyes.
     "Yes. The 'muggle way.'"
     "Do you even have ingredients?" Sirius turned to James expectantly.
     "Probably...?"
     "Oh! We can make cookies!"
     "Cookies?"
     "Like biscuits, but better!" You squealed, then ran to the kitchen.
     "(Y/N)... your bag...?" James ruffled his hair and stood in the hallway.
     "C'mon mate, let's go," Sirius grabbed his friend's arm and pulled him to the kitchen.

     "Two cups of flou–no wands!" You scolded the boys for the fifth time. Sirius attempted to hide it behind his back.
     "But it's so slow!" James whined.
      "Shut up and hand me that cup over there." You pointed to a measuring cup across the way.
     "Accio–"
     "No! Wands!" You screeched.
     "Okay! Okay, I'll go get it."
      James brought the cup over and Sirius came up behind you.
     "Can we please use wands...?" He pleaded quietly, his lips at your ear. He kissed your jawline.
     "Your power of seduction does not work on me, Black," you shoved him.
     "He-ey!" He rubbed his arm.
     You folded your arms as Sirius made a face. He stood next to James as the poor boy struggled to level the flour.
     "Careful now... not so–you literally just missed... no James, you're doing wrong, you just need to ho–mate! Just bloody scoop the flour and–"
     "Whoops..." James looked nervously at the spilled flour on Sirius's arm.
     "You know, if you weren't so close I wouldn't have spilled it," James poured the first cup into the bowl.
     "Can I do the next one?" You watched Sirius's sly smile with suspicion.
     "Sure."
     Sirius scooped the flour easily, but instead of dropping it neatly into the bowl, he flailed exaggeratedly and the flour was whipped backwards. It flew through the air and landed with a soft puff on James's face.
     Sirius grinned.
     James glared.
     "Oops?" Sirius feigned innocence.
     "Oh, it is so on," James smirked devilishly.
     James shoved his hand into the flour and threw. It coated the entirety of Sirius's broad right shoulder.
     He snarled and grabbed the brown sugar, lobbing a handful at James's chest.
      James had the regular sugar, and the throw got it stuck in Sirius's hair.
     "Oh, you're going to pay for that!" Sirius growled.
     You watched incredulously as the boys fought to avenge their dignity, or what little was left of it.
      You yelled at them until your voice was hoarse, but they ignored you. You weren't exactly surprised.
     Sirius had just grabbed the eggs and starting tossing them when you turned your back to leave the room.
     You felt the impact, heard the shell crack, then felt the slimy yolk and white seep through your shirt.
     You turned around slowly and saw the boys nervously eyeing you.
     "You... bloody... wankers," you cursed. You advanced towards the two idiots that dared cross you...
     ... And threw flour in their faces.

     The two stared in disbelief as you reached for an egg.
     "Try me."
     James caught the egg in two fingers.
     "(Y/N) dear, a life lesson for you. Never throw a small, round object at a Seeker."
     "Oops."
     The fight ensued.

     Ten minutes later, you and the boys were coated in flour and sugar. You wiped egg yolk out of your eyes and held a frying pan up like a shield. As you prepared for the next attack, there was a small squeak and a loud clang. You turned around to see Mrs. Potter standing in the doorway, a copper cauldron dented on the floor.
     "What in Merlin's name are you three doing?" She gaped.
     "Sorry mum. We just got... sort of... carried away," James explained eloquently.
     "Did you?"
     The three of you nodded.
     "Upstairs! Now!"
      "What?" James gawked at his mother.
      "Mrs. Potter, we–" you attempted to reason but shut your mouth when you saw her face.
      "You're all in time-out."
     "Mum! I'm seventeen!"
     "Don't you give me that excuse, James Potter. I'm still your mother." She turned to Sirius. "And I'm your foster mother. Both of you, upstairs."
     They looked at you.
     "You too, (Y/N)."
     You trudged up the steps, giggling quietly.
      James stopped at his door.
     "Rem– Sirius, sorry, can you show (Y/N) to her room?"
     "You mean to our room?" Sirius wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
     "Sirius!" You flushed bright red.
     "Sorry! Sorry..." he mumbled.
     "See you guys for dinner..."
     He shut the door.
     "So... where's my room?"
     "Follow me," Sirius walked down the hallway, past one doorway, then stopped at the second.
     "Right here. There's a loo attached, don't worry," he grinned.
     "Thanks." You looked up at him. He bent down to kiss you.
      "You taste like flour," he smiled.
      "Please tell me you're not going to give me salmonella," you cringed.
      He threw back his head and laughed.
     "Wash up. Get some rest. I'll see you for dinner." He gave you one last kiss and walked back towards the first door.
     "Sirius?" He turned.
     "Yeah?"
     You snorted.
     "You have flour all over your arse."

   It's Future Giana coming to tell you that I'm now officially at 1008 words!
   Sorry I've had such bad writers block. I also have one more day of volleyball camp and then I'm freeee (jk I still have Speed and Agility Training + Captain's Practice + Track Camp)
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