son amour - j. potter

nine

The sound of footsteps and shuffling was lulling me out of sleep.

"Sirius-, be quiet."

"They look so cute, hand me that polaroid."

I shifted slightly, only to remember that I had fallen asleep on the couch. With James. The blanket was still pulled tightly around us, but James's arms were wrapped around my waist, pulling me in close to his chest.

I registered more shuffling, followed by the sound of my polaroid camera going off with a click.

"You aren't very quiet." I mumbled opening my eyes slightly.

The light was reflecting off of the snow outside, making the bright light of the room almost unbearable to my sleep-filled eyes.

Sirius shook the polaroid, "But look how cute this is!"

I carefully sat up, trying my best not to wake up James. When I stood up off of the couch, I put the blanket back on top of him and he shifted slightly, adjusting on the couch.

Rolling my eyes, I looked at the picture that Sirius was holding.

It was quite cute.

"What do you want for breakfast?" I asked in response.

"Really?" Sirius groaned, "You're not even going to comment on how adorable this is?"

Remus nudged Sirius, "Leave Vixen alone, she just woke up and she's already offering to make breakfast."

"Yeah, you better watch your mouth unless you want me to poison your food." I teased as I walked into the kitchen.

The two boys trailed behind me, leaving James asleep in the living room.

Sirius sat at the kitchen island as Remus made a pot of coffee and I debated what to cook for breakfast.

I opened the pantry and looked around. I could make pancakes, eggs, bacon. But that was all stuff that we would eat at Hogwarts.

"Want to go out?"

I looked back at Remus and Sirius, the latter sipping on his cup of coffee. He nodded, and Remus replied, "Sure, I'll go wake up James."

Before going to get ready, I grabbed my cup of coffee from the marble countertops and top a sip. It warmed my body as it snaked down my throat to my stomach.

As I walked through the living room, Remus was attempting to wake up James, but failing because the boy kept refusing to get up.

I yanked the blanket off of him, "Good morning, Jamesy."

He groaned as he opened his eyes. "Did I sleep down here?"

Sirius appeared from the kitchen, "Yeah, you and Vix cuddled-," He pulled the polaroid picture from his pocket, "Look how cute!"

"Why the fuck are you carrying that around?" I questioned, becoming a bit concerned for the boy.

He rolled his eyes, "I'm not carrying it around, I just simply haven't had the chance to put it in my scrapbook yet."

"Shove off, Pads." James muttered as he stood up and stretched.

I stifled a laugh and made my way upstairs to get ready for the day.

Quickly making my bed, I stripped out of my pajamas and picked out my clothes for the day. I settled on a pair of black leather ankle boots, a pair of emerald green bell-bottoms, and a black turtleneck sweater. I didn't bother with doing my hair, instead, I slipped on a green knit hat over my wavy blonde hair.