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[#238] Dangerously fun times (Harry Potter)
Theme Prompt: #238 - Apple-picking
Title: Dangerously fun times
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin
Rating/Warnings: No
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 603
Summary: Harry is looking for an activity to do with his friends. Sirius has a ridiculous suggestion.
“You must be kidding me.”
“No, it’s true, I swear!” Sirius defended himself. “I mischievously swear I am up to very good this time. Would I lie to you, Harry?”
Harry hesitated, but only to give Sirius some face. After a few seconds, he said the words he’d wanted to blurt out since Sirius had opened his mouth.
“Yes you would. Especially for entertainment value.”
Sirius rolled his eyes so hard he turned into a dog. Harry knew he shouldn’t laugh (that would encourage Sirius too much). Unfortunately for him, he didn’t have a strong poker face, which meant he still chuckled.
The laughter prompted Sirius to turn back, if only to explain himself.
“I know I’m a jokester, but this is really true. We used to go apple picking every year on the Whomping Willow. You can even ask Moony if you want, he’ll confirm it.”
“I’m not confirming anything without due explanation Sirius, you know that,” Remus said, suddenly peeking his head through the door. “Hi Harry, how’s your planning going for your meetup with your friends?”
Harry swallowed the bite of treacle pie he had in his mouth before answering. “We’re going next Tuesday, but we don’t know what to do, and Sirius is being ridiculous.”
“No, I am in fact being very Sirius.”
Harry and Remus rolled their eyes in tandem at the familiar joke, and Harry very much wished he could turn into an animal to emphasize his dismay. He would move becoming an animagus up his list.
“What is he being Sirius about?” Remus asked, stepping fully into the room to grab a glass of water.
Harry took another bite, chewed, and swallowed under Sirius’s impatient gaze.
“He’s saying we should go apple-picking on the Whomping Willow.” He glared at the still unrepentant man. “Like I’ll believe that.”
“I am not lying, and I’ll prove it,” Sirius protested again, sticking his tongue out at Harry this time. “Moony, tell him, this boy can’t trust his own dogfather and it’s a tragedy.”
Harry looked back at Remus, seeking commiseration. Instead, he was met with hesitation. Remus was frowning like he was attempting to remember something instead of rolling his eyes and rejecting the idea out of hand. Which didn’t make sense.
“Remus… I know Whomping Willows don’t have apples. Hermione went on a research rampage about it during our third years, and I would have remembered if apples were in there. Plus I would have seen them as well if they had shown up. I’m not that oblivious!”
Harry valiantly ignored the knowing look Sirius sent him, and kicked his chair in retaliation instead. It didn’t make him fall, but he did almost lose his balance, which was still acceptable.
“Whomping Willows don’t as a rule bear fruits, no…” Remus allowed. “But I think this one might? The boys always met me with some strange apples after the full moon, and I never asked where they got them, but it might have been the Whomping Willow.”
He shrugged. “Sorry Harry, I can neither confirm nor deny what he’s saying.”
“So you’ll have to verify it for yourself Harry!” Sirius grinned. “I guess you know what to do with your friends next week.”
And the full moon was indeed Tuesday, so… Harry sighed. He knew the idea wouldn’t leave his mind until he’d verified it for himself.
“I guess I will,” he said, glaring at Sirius. He always ended up getting his way.
“Hermione will kill me when I tell her we’re going apple-picking on the Whomping Willow.”
Title: Dangerously fun times
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin
Rating/Warnings: No
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 603
Summary: Harry is looking for an activity to do with his friends. Sirius has a ridiculous suggestion.
“You must be kidding me.”
“No, it’s true, I swear!” Sirius defended himself. “I mischievously swear I am up to very good this time. Would I lie to you, Harry?”
Harry hesitated, but only to give Sirius some face. After a few seconds, he said the words he’d wanted to blurt out since Sirius had opened his mouth.
“Yes you would. Especially for entertainment value.”
Sirius rolled his eyes so hard he turned into a dog. Harry knew he shouldn’t laugh (that would encourage Sirius too much). Unfortunately for him, he didn’t have a strong poker face, which meant he still chuckled.
The laughter prompted Sirius to turn back, if only to explain himself.
“I know I’m a jokester, but this is really true. We used to go apple picking every year on the Whomping Willow. You can even ask Moony if you want, he’ll confirm it.”
“I’m not confirming anything without due explanation Sirius, you know that,” Remus said, suddenly peeking his head through the door. “Hi Harry, how’s your planning going for your meetup with your friends?”
Harry swallowed the bite of treacle pie he had in his mouth before answering. “We’re going next Tuesday, but we don’t know what to do, and Sirius is being ridiculous.”
“No, I am in fact being very Sirius.”
Harry and Remus rolled their eyes in tandem at the familiar joke, and Harry very much wished he could turn into an animal to emphasize his dismay. He would move becoming an animagus up his list.
“What is he being Sirius about?” Remus asked, stepping fully into the room to grab a glass of water.
Harry took another bite, chewed, and swallowed under Sirius’s impatient gaze.
“He’s saying we should go apple-picking on the Whomping Willow.” He glared at the still unrepentant man. “Like I’ll believe that.”
“I am not lying, and I’ll prove it,” Sirius protested again, sticking his tongue out at Harry this time. “Moony, tell him, this boy can’t trust his own dogfather and it’s a tragedy.”
Harry looked back at Remus, seeking commiseration. Instead, he was met with hesitation. Remus was frowning like he was attempting to remember something instead of rolling his eyes and rejecting the idea out of hand. Which didn’t make sense.
“Remus… I know Whomping Willows don’t have apples. Hermione went on a research rampage about it during our third years, and I would have remembered if apples were in there. Plus I would have seen them as well if they had shown up. I’m not that oblivious!”
Harry valiantly ignored the knowing look Sirius sent him, and kicked his chair in retaliation instead. It didn’t make him fall, but he did almost lose his balance, which was still acceptable.
“Whomping Willows don’t as a rule bear fruits, no…” Remus allowed. “But I think this one might? The boys always met me with some strange apples after the full moon, and I never asked where they got them, but it might have been the Whomping Willow.”
He shrugged. “Sorry Harry, I can neither confirm nor deny what he’s saying.”
“So you’ll have to verify it for yourself Harry!” Sirius grinned. “I guess you know what to do with your friends next week.”
And the full moon was indeed Tuesday, so… Harry sighed. He knew the idea wouldn’t leave his mind until he’d verified it for himself.
“I guess I will,” he said, glaring at Sirius. He always ended up getting his way.
“Hermione will kill me when I tell her we’re going apple-picking on the Whomping Willow.”
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Same! All I’ve got for now is strange, because no other descriptor is coming up
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