𝐌𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 |𝓙𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓢𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓾𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻

49. Moony

He got up from the sofa, playing with his wand between his fingers. He walked towards the stairs and looked up both ways. And I was simply just standing in the middle of the common room, watching him with questioning looks.

With one smooth move with his feet, he turned around, looking back to me. "Do you like rock?"

I scoffed. "Of course, who do you think I am?"

"Brilliant." He walked over to the fireplace with big steps. He used the tip of his wand to touch the wall and a small space just in front of his feet opened. He knelt down and put his arm inside the hole. When his hand reached somewhere deep, he stopped and put his second hand.

I waited for him to take out whatever he wanted to take out.

"Is that..." I walked over to him and looked at the small gramophone he was holding. "Where did you find this?"

He smiled."With Uncle Fred's help- since he is the only able to see inside the walls and floors." He carried it to the table and placed it right in the middle. Then he walked back to me, kneeling down again and taking out more stuff.

He handed me dusty records and I cleaned the dust with my hand to read what it said on the cover.

Anything for our Moony.

-Padfoot

"Sirius had moves I guess." He shrugged and used his wand to close the hole on the floor again. "Do you think they still work?" He asked, looking at me with hope in his eyes.

"Let's try them." We ran to the table and James put a random recording to the gramophone. "Should have guessed they were massive Queen fans."

He laughed and started working on the gramophone as I took a closer look on the other recordings I was holding.

I can dim the lights and sing you song-

We both looked up at each other and did a small victory dance before listening to the song.

I can serenade and gently play on your heart-

"Milady," I looked at James standing in front of me, with a weird face that looked like a frog. "Would you like to dance with me."

I put my hand on my heart with a disgusted face. "Such a shame you are my only option." I gave my hand to him and he dragged me to the empty space behind the sofa to dance.

Set my alarm, turn on my charm

That's because I'm a good old-fashioned loverboy

We tried doing the old style dances people use to do in balls, but we failed miserably.

So I just pushed him away and started jumping up and down instead.

First he looked at me with his chest going up and down from the dancing, then he joined me.

I'd like for you and I to go romantic
Say the word, your wish is my command

Up and down, just jumping around. Because I don't think either of us actually know how to dance.

The song ended and I let myself fall on the ground while James went back to the table to put another record.

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landside,
No escape from reality

"Last one" he promised, looking down at me and pulling me back up for another dance.

I exhaled deeply.

Mamaa

"JUST KILLED A MAN!" we both sang as loud as we can, with me making a gun with my hand.

"PUT A GUN AGAINST HIS HEAD," I pulled the gun against James' head as he acted like a scared man. "PULLED MY TRIGGER, NOW HE'S DEAD!"

I pulled the fake trigger and he did a dramatic gasp before catching my arm and falling on the floor, taking me with him. I landed on his lap and tried to breathe between my laughter.

Mamaa, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away

We stayed on the floor as the song continued. But we still sang...

"BISMILLAH! NO, WE WILL NOT LET YOU GO!"

"LET HIM GOO!" He thinned his voice.

"BISMILLAH! WE WILL NOT LET YOU GO!" I continued with a thick voice.

"LET HIM GOO!"

"BISMILLAH! WE WILL NOT LET YOU GO!"

I couldn't continue the rest from laughing.

I moved from his lap and layed down next to him on the floor while we listened the song finish after acting like we knew how to use an electronic guitar.

"My stomach hurts from laughing!" I held my stomach and when James turned his head to look at me, another laughter broke. I managed to get up and gave him a hand.

We stood in front of each other with tears in our eyes.

Half of his hair was looking up while the other half was down, his clothes had dust on them from laying on the dirty floor.

I looked at the clock hanging on the wall behing me and my eyes widened. "Almost three in the morning! We have school tomorrow."

"It was worth it." He put the records back in the box and opened the same hole on the floor to hide them.

I watched him clean his dusty hands on his t-shirt and smiled.

"I'm so tired, better get some sleep." I waved him a good bye with my hand even tho he was right next to me. "Good night."

"Hey!"

I looked back with only one of my eyes open. "What?"

"That was the worst good night I have ever seen. I'm your..." he swallowed and we both know what he was trying to say.

I walked back at him before he finished his sentence and opened my arms as wide as possible.

He did the same while I was half way through and  i wrapped my arms around his upper body.

I tiptoed to make it easier for him, and he wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head right where my neck and shoulder connects.

He exhaled to my clothes, and I closed my eyes. I don't think I have ever hugged someone for good night...

"If you fall asleep on my shoulder, I will kick you awake." I spoke to -more like to his shoulder, where I was resting my head.

"Aren't you so... romantic." He sighed.

"I learnt it from you." I shot back, tightening the hug. "Happy with your good night?" I asked, pulling only my upper body away to see his face.

He thought about it and nodded.

"I swear you're like a bloddy child." I whispered at him.

"Love you." He tried to give me a long kiss but I quickly pulled away.

Kissing won't be keeping me away from my sleep.

I waved another good night and climbed up the stairs lazily.

I entered my room and closed the door behind me, able to hear both Alice and Roxanne's snores.

I exhaled and held my head with my hands.

I layed on my bed and pulled the covers, my eyes already close, ready to sleep.

Maximum fifteen seconds passed before I shot up on my bed.

WHAT DID HE SAY?