Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines III

Sirius Black- Easter Egg (c)

It was nice to not have to go to work for a couple of days due to Easter but now you were expected back and needed to go in to be remotely productive. You wished that you could stay home and eat chocolate with your husband Sirius but alas you needed to get money from somewhere and seen as you weren't born rich you needed to work. Sirius didn't work so he got the pleasure of staying at home and doing heavens knows what whilst you did a normal nine to five office job that stole your sanity.

You worked all day and were beyond excited to head home to see your husband and have the evening to spend with him until you were to repeat the day tomorrow. You didn't know what you expected to find when you returned home but what you found certainly wasn't what you could have ever expected.

Sirius was there lying on the sofa, like you had left him this morning but this time the floor beside him was covered in every colour of foil you could imagine along with several boxes. His face was smeared with chocolate as his eyes fluttered, struggling to stay conscious.

"How many Easter eggs did you eat?" You questioned.

He had bought the two of you many Easter eggs for the celebration and by the looks of it they were all now gone, having been eaten by himself. A lot of them had been eaten whilst you had been off of work, but it seemed as though there weren't any left anymore due to his greed.

"I lost count," he groaned. "But I think I'm half Easter egg now."

You rolled your eyes at him. You couldn't be too disappointed in him as you did suspect something of the sort happening. You probably would have eaten a lot of them too if you had been left at home alone with a heck of a lot of chocolate.

"You're an idiot, Sirius," you frowned.

He gave you a cheesy grin although pain was clear within it too. "I may be an idiot but I'm your idiot."

Frowning, you picked up one of the empty boxes and threw it at him. "You're going to tidy all of this up. This room is a complete state."

"I will when I can walk again," he groaned.

"And you'll be buying me more chocolate seen as I'm guessing there isn't much of it left."

He tried to give you an innocent smile but the pain of moving stopped him and he ended up having to let himself fall into a food coma on the sofa instead.

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Written by Charlotte.