Lily, Fern, and Zinnia (A Marauders Era Fanfic)

иσνємвєя 18, 1977

"MARLENE McKINNON, YOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS TO RUN!" Lily roars from upstairs. I giggle. Marlee, Marlee, Marlee. The brunette comes running down the wooden steps of the common room followed by a short sixth-year whose face is as red as her hair.

"Lily," I scolds from her chair by the fire."You know Mar-Mar can't help herself. She was born to prank."

"But why does it have to be me? Why not you or Zin or Em? Or maybe someone who actually deserves it like Potter or Sirius?"

"Hey! Leave Em out of this, Lily Evans, you know as well as I do that it wasn't Marlene who put that dye in your shampoo!" Alice calls from her spot on Frank's lap. I roll my eyes. ℓσνє. It makes me sick.

"Good point, Ally," Lils agrees."It wasn't Marlee. It was Zinnia."

Zinnia steps onto the coffee table, declares,"I REFUSE TO SURRENDER!", and runs out of the room and out into the hall at full speed.

"What was that all about?" Emmy asks, walking into the common room. It's eleven o'clock on a Thursday night and we seem to be the only ones up.

"Oh, nothing," I answer dismissally."What've you been up to?"

"You know, just homework," she answers, plopping down on the couch beside me. The portrait-hole door swings open and Opal St. James walks in.

"Okay, so Janis told Aimee to tell Linda to tell Hattie to tell Norah to tell Mary Beth to tell you that Kevyn Walters has a crush on you," Opal tells Zinnia. Sirius shoots out from his chair."WHAT?" He demands. Zinnia, on the contrary, looks rather pleased.

"Well, tell Janis to tell Kevyn that he's A NO-GOOD, STUCK-UP SLYTHERIN BRAT!" Zinnia screams, her happy expression fading with each word. Opal looks taken aback.

"B-But Kevyn really likes you," she stutters.

"I bet," Zin mumbles. Sirius plops back into his chair by the fireplace."False alarm," he mumbles.

"Zinnia?" Remus addresses.

"What is it?" She answers, turning to face him. She seems to have calmed down a bit.

"He won't admit it, but Sirius has a huge cr-"

Sirius jumps out his his seat, covers Remus's mouth with his hand, and glares at him. Remus laughs.

"Whuh?" Zinnia looks utterly confused.

"Don't worry about it, Zin," Sirius dismisses. I roll my eyes and return them to my magazine. Will those boys ever grow up? I know Zinnia won't.