HISTORY, james sirius potter

─ dix sept

"You and James are in love with each other and you can't prove me wrong — " Fred said.

"I actually think I can because I'm not in love with James Sirius Potter," Lily said pointedly. 

"Famous last words," Fred muttered. 

"I beg your fucking pardon?" Lily screeched.

"You sound like my grandmother," Fred said.

"I highly doubt that Molly Weasley would say 'fuck'," Lily shot back.

"Fair enough," Fred breathed out.

"Light clothes, please," Lily instructed.

Fred started to hand the lighter clothing to her as she tossed it into the other machine. She was thankful that the Potters had two washing machines ( probably because of all the people in the house, but nevertheless ) as it made her job loads easier. 

Once they had finished loading the laundry, they headed back up the stairs and collected the trash and recycling that had accumulated since they last did a sweep. 

"How do they make this much of a mess?" Fred breathed out as he took in the heaps of cut paper on the floor.

Lily laughed and looked over at him.

"Better get started then," she said through her laughter. 

They both used their wands to magically clean up the floors and even though they used magic, they still had to find somewhere to put it. 

"We could always transfigure it?" Lily suggested.

"I feel like we wouldn't have to buy food anymore because if we transfigured rocks into, let's say, bangers and mash, then would it still be edible? Or would you just be biting into rock?" Fred wondered.

"I actually have no clue," Lily said with a laugh. "Only one way to find out."

Fred and Lily shared a mischievous look. 

"Lily and I are going outside if you need us," Fred yelled into the house.

A chorus of "ok"'s and "have fun"'s were heard. They both piled on scarves and coats and shoved boots onto their feet as quickly as they could. They had the merriment of small children with a new toy. 

They bounded out, recycling following them. They made sure to stay in the snow-blanketed back garden as to not shock the muggle neighbors.

"So, what should we make first?" Fred asked.

"Fish and chips?" Lily suggested.

Fred nodded and pointed his wand as some of the paper shreds, concentrating, but nothing happened.

"Fred, what's going on?" Lily asked.

"Nothing, it's not working," Fred said, bewildered.

"Are you sure you're doing it correctly?" Lily asked.

"You try it," Fred said.  

Lily positioned herself and and tried, but like with Fred, nothing happened. She pouted and tried again.

"See?" Fred said.

"So, we can't conjure fish and chips," Lily sighed.

"No," Fred said in defeat. 

Then his eyes lit up. He pointed his wand at the paper and suddenly, a pot of sauce appeared in their place. 

"I — what?" Lily asked. "You can't make fish and chips, but you can make sauce?"