Liquid Luck [Sirius Black]/editing

chapter 42

"Thanks." I smile at him sweetly before turning back to the two hugging boys. "Oi!" I yell, clapping my hands together to finally separate them, and the moment I do I give them a look. "If you two lovebirds are quite done, I'd like to get in on the Sirius action now."

Sirius wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. "The Sirius action, huh?"

"Oh hush up and hug me." He doesn't need to be asked twice as he embraces me warmly. I melt into his touch and sigh happily as his familiar scent enters my nostrils. When we pull apart I examine him from top to bottom. He's gotten undeniably even more handsome. I can't help but notice how toned his body is getting and how sharp that jawline is... okay, calm down Chiara.

James looks the same to me since I've seen him nearly everyday and his changes have been subtle but he's good-looking just as well. I've turned him onto some acne potion that Mum found for me and sent some to Pete as well so we've all got clear skin. Thank Merlin for magic because I've heard puberty does awful things to your skin.

Peter joins not moments later, already dressed in his uniform. He hasn't changed much as far as I see except for a little in height. He's ever the cutie though. "How's it been at Zonko's? Your letters got sloppier each week and I could barely make out what you were saying." Peter giggles, his large dimple showing.

"Sorry," I smile sheepishly. "and it's been great! It doesn't even feel like work honestly, Zonko's more of a friend to me now." I say excitedly. "Ooh, I should go greet the others! I'll see you boys for dinner, yeah?"

"I hate you for having other friends." James frowns.

I ruffle his messy but soft hair, messing it up even more. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." I say and slip out with one last giggle. I make my way down the train in the direction of where the twins usually seat themselves.

"Chiara!" The Prewetts exclaim at the same time.

"My babies!" I laugh, moving forward to bring both boys into a hug wrapping one arm around each of them.

"How was your summer?" Fabian asks once we sit down.

"Brilliant as ever. Worked for most of it but you know this." I shrug happily. "And you boys?"

"Pretty boring really." Gideon shrugs. "But we did visit little Bill and Charlie! They've grown so much and Molly and Arthur are making great parents. We've always said it's what she was born to be since she's been sort of a mum to Fab and me all these years, isn't that right Fabian?" He raves, fondness clear in his turquoise eyes.

"Right you are, Gideon." Fabian nods.

My heart does cartwheels. "I'd love to meet Molly. She sounds lovely."

"She'd love you really. We'll introduce you sometime." Fabian says.

*

Dumbledore cheerfully walks up to his podium and raises his arms to silence the hall. "I'm sure after this even if I start some speech, half of you will be too distracted by the empty feeling in our bellies to listen. Tuck in!" Just then, the feast begins as the tables fill up with food.

After dinner, Dumbledore gives his beginning-of-term speech during which I intentionally zone out for, much too excited for what Remus and I had discussed on the train. Being the polite students we are, he and I wait for Dumbledore to finish before going through with our plans. "...and now, will the Prefects please –"

I cough dramatically signifying Remus to cast his specially altered jinx. Remus smirks and mutters the incantation with a swish of his wand under the table. Suddenly, quiet farting noises are heard coming from the table at the front of the room. Dumbledore shuts his mouth and turns around curiously. The entire hall bursts into laughter as they hear Professor McGonagall in particular farting loudly. Before long, all the professors including Professor Dumbledore begin farting uncontrollably.

Remus snorts and howls in laughter and I join in at the sight of the disgruntled looks on each of our teacher's faces. The laughter grows louder and louder and some professors even exit out of sheer embarrassment.

Dumbledore merely stands there chuckling lightly along. Though once he's had enough, he waves his hand and the farting comes to an end. "Well," He chuckles again, "now that we've all gotten a good laugh in, it's off to bed, pip pip!"

On the way up to the Gryffindor Tower a tall boy with a handsome face calls after me and as I stop so do the boys. Each of them glare at the boy protectively. The boy ignores them and smiles charmingly at me. "Hello, love!"

I smile back kindly even though my stomach lurches at the nickname usually reserved for Sirius. "Hi?"

"What do you say to a date with me for the first Hogsmeade trip?"

I take a second to think. Why am I so put off? He's good-looking, one year older too, and he seems nice enough. I smile sweetly but shrug my shoulders. "It's a tempting offer but one I have to decline." His face falls so I reach out to hold his hand. "If it makes up for anything I think you're very attractive." I leave him with a wink and his lips part as he watches me walk away. I've never turned down a date before, I hope I've done it right. Is there a right way? I figure a compliment can't hurt.

I totter nervously back over to the boys who are still glaring daggers at the boy. "Well, that was odd." I giggle.

"Not really." Remus shrugs, though his dismay for the boy is still prominent. "You're probably the most beautiful girl in school, also the most popular – we all knew this would happen eventually."

I blush and punch him on his arm. "I am not the most beautiful."

"You are." James nods and I whip my head toward him in surprise. "What? I'm not gonna deny it."

"Wait, why didn't you say yes?" Peter speaks up.

I frown. "I – well – he isn't, uhh..." My eyes subconsciously flick over to Sirius. "I'm too young for him." I settle on saying.