[2] Cupid's Side Project ✓ | MORCAS AU

• Chapter 12 •

I ran over to the door, trying to open it before realising that Sirius had locked my own front door.

"Dorcas, what's taking so long?" Remus asked, hovering expectantly.

"The door's locked," I sighed, "Damn, I regret giving Sirius the key, guess we're locked in here."

"Yeah..." The two of us stood up and walked over to the sofa before Remus suddenly shook his head, "Wait, what are we one about? This is your flat, you have keys too!"

"Oh right, yeah!" I jumped back up again, "Hold on they're somewhere..."

I dashed over to my bag and coat, rifling in the pockets for my keys.

"Come on, Dorcas, the more time we have to wait, the more damage Sirius is doing to your relationship with Marlene - "

"Yes, Remus, I am well aware," I snapped, my arm up to it's elbow in the bag as I desperately tried to find my keys. Instead all I found was a few tissues and multiple Oreo wrappers which were honestly the least helpful things I could find right now.

"Where do you usually keep them?" Remus paced up and down, "Where do you usually keep them?"

"Um... I had them a few days ago - "

"A few days ago?" Remus look horrified, "Didn't you lock your door last night?! You could be in danger!"

"No, I never do because there is a very friendly neighbour downstairs called Herman and he wakes up at the slightest noise so if I'm ever in doubt, I know that Herman will be there," I replied defensively even though now that I said it out loud, it sound ridiculous. Herman was not the best defence mechanism.

"But you're Dorcas, you planned  a party in 24 hours, you organised the Lone Wolf Scam... you're organised!" Remus said, looking as if his entire world had been shook, "You're... organised."

"Not when it comes to keys," I replied, desperately wracking my brains for any idea of where I had put my keys. At least, if I couldn't find my keys and Sirius wrecked what little chance I had left with Marlene, this would be a valuable lesson about taking care of my possessions. Still, I would rather have Marlene over a 'valuable lesson' any day. Valuable lessons tended to slip out of my mind and turn it into opportunities for James and Sirius to mock me. Suddenly, my finger brushed something metal and I grasped it, pulling the metal object out to reveal my keys.

"Aha! I found them! Who's disorganised with keys now, Remus!" I said triumphantly holding them up. Remus cocked his head to the side, frowning slightly.

"Still you, Dorcas. After we've sorted that out, you and I are going to have a little chat about organisations," Remus said, sounding scarily like my mother. I shrunk back a little unnerved before grabbing my jacket, ready to go after Sirius.

"Remus, let's go... we have a crazy man to stop." I said and the pair of us dashed out. We began to run down the stairs, two at a time before we both came to stop, we'd both realised the same thing: Emmeline was passed out on my sofa.

"We should go back for her..." I said although I was still tentatively walking forwards.

"We really should..." Remus replied.

"But will we?..." I said giving him a mischievous grin. Remus looked very tempted for a second before he shook his head.

"We can't leave an unconscious girl on your sofa, Dorcas, plus she's a bit unstable. Are you really to willing to risk your flat getting trashed by her?" Remus asked. I looked down the stairs, thinking of how every second Sirius was getting closer to Marlene with that dumb blonde wig that was meant to look like me.