Lumos ⤳ sirius black

Chapter 88, One Black Coffee.

*lucys POV*

"A prophecy?" I asked.

"Yes," Lily sighed, "A prophecy."

"What?" Peter said.

"Yes, we know. It says that the one with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches..." she then told us the prophecy.

"What does it mean by 'mark as an equal'?" Sirius asked.

"We don't know entirely yet. But Dumbledore said that it might also be Neville, Frank and Alice's child."

"Are they sending you four into hiding?"

James looked down at the floor.

"Yes."

~*~

Sirius and I laid down in bed. It was quiet, or at least quieter than usual. The silence was consuming, enough for me to hear my own heartbeat.

"A prophecy huh?" Sirius finally said.

"Apparently," I told him, "What do you think it means?"

"I don't know. I just hope it doesn't mean what I think it means."

I looked at him, "Okay, Sirius that was not helpful. At all."

"'Least I said something," he said with a smirk.

"It would've been better if you hadn't," I said, "you know, if I'm completely honest."

"Who cares? You love me!"

"Yeah I do, but that doesn't have anything to do with this."

"Yes it does, because we are married," Sirius wiggled his eyebrows, "And we are having a baby together, and I also love you."

"You're acting drunk."

He groaned, "I'm processing my love to you and you say that I'm drunk? Am I really that bad?"

"Well, are you?"

"No. But I feel drunk."

"You have a drunk personality."

"You have a high personality."

"Only the truth." I said blowing him a kiss. "What do you think the boys name is going to be?"

"Probably, like, James Jr."

"Or like, proof I lost my virginity."

Sirius raised one eyebrow, "Don't you remember Marjorie Nelson?"

I guffawed, "Marjorie. I remember how you pushed her onto James, Pads. Poor Wormtail though."

"Eh," He shrugged, "He didn't stand a chance with her anyways."

What if he did?

"You're probably right."

"Marjorie was a hit, wasn't she?"

"Kinda, I guess. Wormtail fell head over heels and you just forced her onto Prongs," I told him, "Tsk, tsk."

"Well, she did take Lily out of Prongs mind eh?"

"for a while," I told him, "yes."

"For a while?"

"for a while."

"For a while!"

"It was a while, and an enjoyable one at least." I wiggled my eyebrows at him.

"Imagine how short lived it was."

"Ew!" I exclaimed, "Fucking hell Pads, I don't need James inside of my head ew ew ew!"

Meanwhile, Sirius was laughing his ass off and an owl had just dropped off an unusual letter.

~*~

The morning was usual. Peter had popped by because of Order business.

On a side note, I don't understand why it's order business? Why isn't it Order order? That's just the crazy side of me saying that of course but I've got no one to rant to since Sirius gets pretty tired.

The Order has had everyone up and about everywhere. Whether it was a mission or to just be on the lookout for someone or something, we've all been pretty paranoid.

"Peter says Dumbledore has been looking for people to help out in something," I informed him.

"Did he say something about the mission?"

"He might be Peter but he's not stupid to tell me."

"Yeah. Hey! Ey, no! I like my coffee black thank you."

"Since when do you, Sirius "Padfoot" "Snuffles" like your coffee black?"

"You forgot one teeny, tiny part about my name."

"Black? You like your coffee black because of your surname?"

"..yes," he said hesitantly, "But it's our surname by the way, can't have you forgetting that, darling."

"Uh huh," I said before handing him his cup of black coffee waiting for his reaction. Snuffles was not one for strong coffee.

He looked down at his cup until he finally looked at me. "Why are you looking at me that way?"

"Snuffles is not one for strong coffee," I voiced my thoughts.

"Ha! You wish."

I raised one eyebrow to indicate a challenge. I poured another cup of coffee the same as his.

"You won't be able to drink this whole without at least saying something about it, gagging, flinching, vomiting," I grimaced at the memory, " or something along the lines of that once. I'll put 10 galleons on it. Deal?"

"Deal."

And so it began, and he of course, lost. I know him too much to know that he can't drink black coffee if his life depended on it.

A/N: so, I have an idea for this chapter but decided to delay it since I'm usually horrible at these idea writing plot thing. I'm not a huge supporter of Sirius drinking black coffee because he's fucking Sirius Black. Yeah, he would say that thing of "As dark of my soul" and the surname bull because he's drama queen Sirius Orion Black. Also, I hoped you enjoyed my slight j.m joke on here.