"Uh, wow! What did my balls ever do to you?!"
THE POTTERS
"No! Get that ghastly thing away from me, Mum, or I swear on Sirius' goddamn balls I'll chuck it out of the window!" you shouted, running away from your mum who was bugging you to put on the dress she bought you for the party.
Sirius scoffed, pouting, "Uh, wow! What did my balls ever do to you?!"
"Oh, come on, Olivia!" your brother laughed, "I'm sure you'll look gorgeous in that grandma robe!"
"No, I will not, James Potter!" you raged, still running away from your mum.
"Olivia Potter!" Euphemia huffed, "Put the dress on now."
You crossed your arms giving her a challenging look, "No."
"Oooh," James smirked, "Liv, you're walking on thin ice... no one says 'no' to the great Euphemia Potter!"
Backstory: It was summer going into sixth year. Sirius had recently moved in and, as usual, was constantly a pain in the arse. You and James had asked Peter and Remus to stay with you for a while which also meant them having to come to your dad's summer party tradition.
"Oh, James!" your mum turned to him, "You can be quiet, young man. You, Sirius, Remus and Peter must go and get dressed."
They all left chuckling at your disgruntled state.
"Okay, sweetheart, listen," your mum sighed hopelessly, "Wear the dress and I'll pay you ten galleons."
"To put on that grandmother's robe? Hell no! We must raise the bar, my dear Euphemia. Let's go with 50! Hi ho!"
"15."
"40."
"20."
"30."
"25."
"It's a deal, mother! Done and done!" you pecked her on the cheek.
"Sometimes I wonder how the two of you came out of me... you're definitely your father's kids."
You laughed, "You say that a lot."
"Would you care to make an educated guess why?"
"Nah, I'll pass."
---
The Summer Party was over and you were in your room, in your pajamas, eating chocolate you had snuck. There was a knock on the door and you quickly tried to finish off the chocolates stuffed in your mouth while pushing the others and the wrappers under your pillow...just in case it was your parents.
"I- uhm... come in!" you called. The door opened and in walked... Remus.
"Oh," you sighed, "It's just you."
He scoffed, "Sorry to disappoint you."
"No, doofus," you laughed. You stood up and shut the door before turning to Remus. You put your hands around his neck and kissed him and his went to your waist. He soon pushed you against the wall, kissing you deeper.
"Oh, princess," he mumbled against your lips, "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to kiss you."
After a while, you reluctantly pulled away and both sat on your bed.
Remus went to rest his head in your lap but you stopped him by slapping his head.
"Oi!" he pouted.
"No, sir," you shook your head, "If anyone walks in on us, our secret relationship won't be so secret any longer."
"Fine," grumbled.
See, your parents knew about the two of you... but the boys didn't.
"Oi, Moooooonyyyyyy!" you heard the loud voice of James as he burst the door open.
You gave Remus a discreet look that said see? If they had walked in two seconds earlier, they would've seen you in that position. He rolled his eyes and you continues looking at James.
"Oh," James gave a confused look, "Mate, what're you doing in here?"
"He's riding a bike...duh," you replied, "Or he's just talking to his bestfriend of five years - take your pick."
"Hey besties!" Sirius barged in, "Oooh, what's going on here? Oh, oh! Are you having a threesome? No judgement if there is but...James, mate, are you sure about doing the dirty with your siste-"
"We're not having a threesome, dummy!" you yelled, disgusted.
"Huh," Sirius shrugged.
Peter then walked in and you groaned, "Okay, so currently 5/7 of the house is in my room - we have a living room for a reason!"
"Oh, Remus," Peter spoke, "You're here so I may as well tell you something extremely serious. Stop folding your bloody socks! It's wierd! Who folds their socks!" (I do but okay hosay)
"I do, Pettigrew," Remus grinned, "So if you have a problem, deal with it. Messy socks are not organised"
"What are you on about?! Messy socks are so organised! If messy socks aren't organised then Dumbledore is my dad," Peter grumbled.
"Oh Merlin," you sighed, shaking your head, "Everyone out."
They all left until it was just you on your own. On his way out, Remus discreetly gave you a look but you gave him one back that just told him to go.
---
It was around 3 o'clock in the morning and everyone was asleep...other than you and your parents. They were downstairs; meanwhile, you were in your room still.
You slowly opened the door and snuck into the room Remus was staying in. You gently shook him awake.
He groaned slightly and you quickly shushed him.
"Hey, baby," you grinned kissing his forehead, "I'm in the mood to sneak out, want to come with? Let's fly on the brooms to London...Dad just bought me the new Nimbus 1995!"
"Darling," he mumbled sleepily, reaching up to tuck some hair behind your ear, "As fun as that sounds, I'm not exactly able to fly on a broomtick as well as you."
"No, silly, you'll just ride on the same one as me. Come on, let's go!" you grabbed his hand and dragged you out of bed.
When you walked down, your parents turned towards you with raised brows.
"And what exactly do you think you're doing, Miss Olivia Potter?" your mum questioned.
"I'm clearly sneaking out...duh!" you smirked.
"Okay, you go sneak out, but be safe!" your mum laughed, throwing you your broomstick, "And don't kill Remus please."
"Wouldn't dream of it," your smirk got bigger.
"Liv, sweetheart, here," your dad reached into your pocket and handed you some muggle money, "I know you won't be able to help yourself when you get there."
"Thanks, dad!" you laughed, kissing his cheek.
Your dad turned to Remus, "Your mother's a muggle, yes? You know how to use the money?"
Remus nodded quickly- he was still scared of your dad after he walked in on you two making out and tried to curse him with the jelly legs jinx.
"Okay, go sneak out now, sweetheart," your mum grinned, "We didn't see you, you didn't see us."
You smiled and walked out the door with Remus. Just as you were shutting the door, you heard your dad call out, "And no getting pregnant! Two Potter kids is more than enough!"
You laughed, shaking your head before turning to Remus and taking him to the broom.
Once you were both on it you looked at him.
"Let's fly to...LONDON!"
A/N
I'm high.
There might be a cute part 2 to this but we'll see where fate takes me and my writing