You Can Make Me Love You (Mini Series)

Part 10: Maps Are Hard

"What do you mean 'roadtrip'?" she asked, and her hands were splayed with were fingers wiggling dramatically by her face. Her wavy, red hair reflected the morning sun and stuck to her face (in the most beautiful way possible) as I dragged her through the front the lawn and to her parents' "muggle car" that I totally asked to borrow.

"I mean, that we're going to see Moony, and, if we actually want to get there with enough time to see him and get back, we need to leave now," I replied to Cassio while shoving her into the pastel green car and handing her a worn map I had found stuffed in a drawer in her parents' kitchen.

"Sirius. It's six in the bloody. I am in my pajamas. You shoved me out of bed for this." Cas stated, looking at me with one eyebrow arched and ice blue eyes pinning me to my seat.

"Yes, love. Thank you for recapping the morning."

"Have you ever even driven before?"

"Have you ever even navigated before?" I mocked back in a pitch at least two octaves too high to be her voice.

"Once but I didn't actively ask to navigate, no did I?" She said, slapping my shoulder with the folded map. "Besides, doesn't Remus live out in the middle of nowhere? That's why he always just comes to us."

"Yes."

"Do you even know his address?" She asked, unfolding the map.

"No, I figure we drive straight into the nearest woods and shout," I cupped my hands around my mouth, "'come out, wolfie! We're here!' And just hope for the best. No, dumbass, I know his address," I said, looking down at the map and pointing the general area out to her. "He lives around here, and then I can find the actual street and house if you can get us there, Red."

"Aye, Aye, Captain," she replied, tracing the route from Remus' house to ou-to her's with the tip of her tongue peeking out from the corner of her mouth. Then she folded the map and had only the portion we needed showing with north pointing towards the street beyond her driveway.

"Um, Cas?"

"Mhmm?" 

"The map faces the direction we're going."

"Yep... I knew that," she replied, turning the paper filled with green masses until it was hopefully facing the right direction. "Take a... right? No, no, no, no, a straight."

"Take a straight?" I said, a light tone filling my voice.

"Yes, a straight," she said, determination filling her voice. "I'm going to be so good at this navigation thing."

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"Why couldn't we have just used fluuu powerderrrr?" Cassio whined out. "We've been in this car for two goddamn hourssss!"

"Because then we wouldn't have gotten the roadtrip experience, Cas," I said, taking my left hand off of the wheel and poking her cheek teasingly.

"TURN! RIGHT! RIGHT NOW!" She yelled suddenly as we almost passed a narrow street secluded by overhanging, bright green tree leaves.

"Shit!" I yelled as I swerved to make to the turn. After a few minutes of aimless conversation and driving down the narrow road, it began to turn into a gray, dusty, gravel road. "Uhhh, Cas, are you sure this is right?"

"Yeah. Trust me." She said before sitting up on her knees on the passenger seat and leaning her entire torso out of the window. Her fingers brushed the rows of bright flowers that lined the left side of the street, and I saw her hair flying across the windows on the wind.

"Cas, it's dirt. It's a dirt road."

She slowly sat back into the car, her face wind-whipped red with a smile plastered on it and her hands holding a single white carnation. "Well, he does live out in the middle of nowhere."

"In a neighborhood."

"Maybe this leads to his neighborhood."

"This leads to the woods."

"Okay, so I might not know how to read a map."