❝ WE ARE STILL
KIDS BUT WE'RE
SO IN  L O V E ❞

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C H A P T E R   F I F T E E N

THE NEXT DAY, Roxanne was back to normal. Her smile may seem to be smaller than usual, still, that didn't stop the sarcasm from dripping off her tounge.

She was currently making her way to the the Great Hall with one of her roommates, Hazel, who was also late for breakfast.

"So, how are you?" Hazel asked. Looking over at Roxanne for her response.

"I'm alright, sorry about the whole locking you guys out thing," Roxanne shrugged.

"Oh that's alright, I understand," Hazel smiled, "Sirius told us you were going back to your old school? What was it called?"

"Beuxbatons!" She answered rather quickly, internally cursing Sirius for not telling her.

"Oh," Hazel nodded, her hands wrapped on her back as she walked beside Roxanne. "Do you think Sirius is attractive?" She asked.

"Woah, that was abrupt," Roxanne chuckled as Hazel only smiled. "Why'd you ask?"

"I think he's cute."

"He's off limits though. You know, him and Anne?" Roxanne said, getting uncomfortable at the conversation.

"Right," she breathed out, "so. . . You and James, huh?" she said slowly changing the subject whilst also making Roxanne ten times more uncomfortable.

"What about 'me and James'?"

"Oh nothing," she grinned, "I'm just happy for you guys, that's all."

Roxanne narrowed her eyes at the girl's weird behaviour. "Do you want to tell me something, Hazel?"

"Wha-what? Why would you say that?"

"I don't know, you tell me, Hazel." She said. She pursed her lips together as she stared down the girl.

"Are you okay, Rox?"

Roxanne's eyes widened as Hazel's face began to bubble.

"Holy shit!" She exclaimed as Hazel began to transform as the notorious Sirius Black.

"Sirius, what the fuck?"

"I know how this looks," Sirius replied hastily, "but it's for a good cause, I promise."

"What the hell did you do to Hazel?"

"She's with Anne," he said, "now calm down, you're causing a scene."

"What are you talking about? There's no one here, Sirius," she said. Arms crossed in front of her chest as she gave Sirius a dull look.

"Right," he muttered under his breath. His lips formed into a thin line whilst he furrowed her eyebrows.

He turned his head to Roxanne, his face carrying a pleading look. "Please promise you won't tell Prongs I fucked up?"

"Wait, James put you through this?" She asked in disbelief.

"I probably shouldn't have told you that," Sirius thought out loud.

Roxanne rolled her eyes at him, "no shit, Sirius."

"Well since you already ruined the plan--"

"You mean, you ruined it."

"--let's just pretend this never happened and go for a walk?"

"Are you stalling, Sirius?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Roxanne pursed her lips, "on one condition."

"That is?"

"Buy me a whole jar of Sugar Quills on the next Hogsmeade visit," she smirked.

Rolling his eyes, he gave in, "fine."

The smirk on Roxannd face seemed to widened, "lead the way, Siri!"

"I still hate that nickname," he grumbled under his breath.

"You love it, really," she said, poking his cheek as he grinned.

He grabbed Roxanne by the neck, putting her in a head lock before giving her a noogie as the both of them laughed. Once he released her, the both of them began walking through the corridors.

"You stink, Siri," she said jokingly.

THE PAIR ARRIVED AT THE ENTRANCE of the Great Hall for dinner, the both of them skipped the whole  day of class. They couldn't care less of the lessons they've didn't attend as the hall was filled with none other than their laughter.

"Okay, so pretend to be shocked, Merlin knows I still want to be alive," Sirius whispered, taking a small vial from his pocket before taking a sip of it.

Roxanne stared in awe as Sirius began transforming. His chest becoming bigger, with his skin darkening a shade and his hair turning brown and curly. He shrunk down an inch smaller, being only a centimeter shorter than Roxanne.

"I'm Hazel now, alright?" He/she spoke, the once deep voice of Sirius Black was now replaced by the soft dainty one of Hazel Jordan.

"I still don't know how you managed to get Polyjuice potion in the middle of the year," she gawked.

"It involved breaking in Slughorn's office."

"Don't forget about my Sugar Quills!" She reminded him, a smug smirk now gracing her features.

Sirius rolled his eyes, "yeah, yeah just pretend you don't know anything."

With that, he pushed the doors of the Great Hall where Roxanne was met by a Winter Wonderland.

She stated in awe at the snow falling from the ceiling, as she examined the decours of the place.

Sirius---or Hazel---walked beside her as he too looked around in amazement.

"Prongs went a bit overboard with this," he whispered.

Roxanne turned her attention to the bespectacled boy standing in the middle of the crowd. His grin wider than others as a bouquet of roses rested in between his hands.

"Okay, how long did it take for you to do this?" Roxanne asked, once he was only a step in front of her.

James chuckled, "the whole day, had to pull a few strings to set this up."

"Dumbledore?"

"Dumbledore."

"I see," she nodded, "what's the occasion?"

"Best three months of your life, right? Why not start it with a bang." He answered, handing the bouquet to her.

"And by that you mean the inconvenience of the whole student body?" She joked.

"They helped too," he pointed out.

"Okay, I won't waste your effort," Roxanne chuckled, "what now?"

"Well, there's this guys who wants to ask you something. . ." He trailed off.

Roxanne smirked, "oh really? Do I know him?"

"Yeah. . . He's tall, devilishly handsome, has glasses, messy hair and he's also very very popular."

"Oh, what's his name?"

"Well he doesn't want to reveal himself yet but let's call him Jameson." He grinned.

"Tell Jameson he can ask me anything," she played along.

"Jameson wanted to know. . ." He trailed off, "if you'd like to be his girlfriend?"

Roxanne chuckled at the dork in front of her, "on one condition."

"Which is?"

"For Jameson to stop referring to himself in third person."

James grinned at her confidently, "what can I say? The greatest love stories are best told in third person." Roxanne laughed at that, "so is that a yes?"

"Of course it is, Jameson."