ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛs, 1978

┍A┚ғᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛғᴜʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ sɪʀɪᴜs ʙʏ ʜᴇʀ sɪᴅᴇ, Mia watched his chest rise and fall with a soft smile adorning her face.

" You're staring." Sirius mumbled, his eyes still closed but he was clearly awake. She noted the sun from above the curtains and briefly wondered if they had put silencing charms up before they did stuff.

Turning her view from the ceiling back to her lover, she lightly whispered, "I'm gazing." Tracing her finger around his face, she brushed it over his soft lips, jumping when she suddenly found it captured within them.

Releasing her finger, Sirius opened his bleary eyes, smiling at the sight of her radiant face. "It's creepy."

"It's romantic."

She clambered onto him before looking into his eyes. He waited for her to push her lips onto his and she did. He didn't protest, pulling her closer to him, making her feel her heart skip a beat with him. Being with him was different than Amos.

Or maybe she was too heartbroken about Sirius playing tonsil-hockey with Emma Clackton, to feel a connection with the Hufflepuff.

Mia gently pulled away laying her head on his chest in a moment of silence. She took his hand in hers before beginning,

"Did you really like Emma Clackton?" She softly asked, turning her head to take a look at the man she probably loved. "I mean I understand why you would."

Sirius let out a minuscule chuckle before sitting up to lean his back against the headboard. He propped her up and placed her in his lap.

"Mia. Emma Clackton was a sore excuse to make you turn away from me at first," He ran a hand through his hair before continuing, "But then when I saw you with that prick, I couldn't stand it."

"The prick has a name, Sirius." She softly said, before smiling to herself. "What you did was incredibly stupid, you knucklehead."

"Dolohov that scummy bastard almost killed you!"

"I'm not dead right now, am I?"

"Bellatrix could have done it again, she could be planning your death right now!" He snapped, watching as her face slowly began to crack up in laughter.

"Trust me, Bellatrix would not get to either of us. You and I will die laughing." She softly caressed his cheek before pulling him into another kiss. "It's you and I against the world, Snuffles."

Sirius left soon after the other girls in the dormitory left. Mia has checked by peeping through the curtains before pulling them back to reveal an empty room. The grey eyed boy simply fluttered a small kiss onto the crook of her neck before promising to meet up with her at breakfast.

Marlene soon strolled in, looking like she had stepped out of a magazine cover with her lustrous feathered bangs and her perfectly applied blue eyeshadow.

"Mia Pia." She greeted, before jumping onto her friend's newly made bed with unprecedented vigour, enough to make the bed shift two millimetres. No one would have noticed unless they had examined its position with special scrutiny.

Marlene's firewhiskey amber eyes suddenly landed on the silver packet peeking out from underneath the wooden bed. The blonde let out a noise, similar to one of a proud aunt or a giddy grandmother watching her granddaughter master a recipe. But that noise had alerted her friend, who furrowed her eyes brows in confusion before her Forest dark eyes caught the same thing.

Within the span of three seconds, they both darted towards the packet, but with Marlene playing Quidditch and being half a meter away from the object, she snatched it into her hand.

"Marlene, put it down." Mia looked at the empty condom packet in the blonde's perfectly manicured hand with caution. Yet the blonde payed no attention, scrutinising the packet like a hawk with he eyes narrowed. She flipped the packet and scanned the bottom before groaning out loud.

"Dearest Mia, you need to read the damn label before you use them." The blonde squinted her eyes before reading out, "Batch expiry date... 05/03/77."

"Shit." Mia cursed, "But that doesn't mean I'm pregnant!"

"Whoops I've crashed my car into an ocean, doesn't mean I'm sinking." The blonde retorted, before getting up from her friend's bed to look around the empty dormitory. She rummaged through her trunk, attempting to find something. "Where's that damn magazine."

"What are you looking for now?" The brunette asked, taking the opportunity to sit down at the edge of her own bed.

"I—." She watched as her friend pulled out a whole hairdryer out of her trunk, "—read an article about some spell that supposedly does the deed for you so you don't need a condom... but use the condom to prevent STDs. That's not the point anyway, so if I could just find that damn article—-." The blonde pulled out a plank of wood. "Don't ask me about that, it was a gift from Dorcas."

"How about I just let you get on with that while I go panic in a broom closet?" Mia asked, slowly getting up and edging towards the door but stopped and ducked as Marlene threw a glittery red pump at her. "Hey!"

"Found it, dimwit." The blonde waved her friend over but grimaced at the sight of the smudged ink, that made the words go incoherent towards the end of the article. "Oh shit, the whole spell's gone mushy."

"Can you remember it?" Mia asked, taking the battered magazine into her hands before attempting to decipher the letters.

The blonde rubbed her scalp in contemplation, "Something about fetus."

"Fetus clean us?" Mia asked.

"Don't be stupid."

"Fetus deletus?" She tried, but got a soft slap to the arm.

"That's a whole reach."

"What about bombarda maxima?" Mia asked, before being pushed back onto her bed in response.

"I think we're better off waiting for a few weeks before going to Madame Pomfrey." Marlene suggested, before standing up and walking to the bathroom. "Go and have breakfast, Mia. Don't worry about it and what happens will happen." She said, turning back to look at her friend.

Mia simply smiled softly at her before pulling out her cardigan from underneath her pillow.

"I'll see you later, Marley."