Moving Day

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[Saturday morning comes quickly. Sirius had spoken to Mrs. Peterson the night before and he's been moving about the room packing while he waits for Lily. His seven compartment trunk with expanded space inside is more than large enough to carry all of his things without triggering any magical regulations in a Muggle household.]

[He'd given Lily

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[Lily arrives at Sirius' place under the impression that she'll surprise him with her being early. She looks at the slip of paper with his address one more time, double checking that she has the right place, before pressing her finger firmly against the doorbell.

She quickly straightens out her dress and pats down her hair. If Mrs Peterson was home, she'd like to make sure there was little ammo in her arsenal. Comments about her appearance were strictly Tuney's territory.]

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[Sirius is half-way down the stairs between the first floor and second when Mrs. Peterson opens the door, and he stops to watch.]

[The older woman purses her lips when she sees Lily on the doorstep.] You must be Lily. [Her voice is far from kind.] Come in then.

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[Lily feels like a First Year when Mrs Peterson opens the door. She feels completely out of her element, just like the moment where she first stepped onto the Hogwarts' grounds. Quietly] Er, thanks.

[She walks in and looks around, waiting for Mrs Peterson. She's unsure of what to do in this situation, so she does what her mother's always told her - be polite.] It's nice to meet you, Mrs Peterson. Sirius has told me a lot about you. [She smiles, though, on the inside, she's disagreeing with her words. She's never felt this unsure before. Where'd my Gryffindor bravery go?]

*giggles* Don't mind Mrs. Peterson!

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Well he has told me nothing of you until last night when he announced he was moving in with you. [She frowns deeply and looks at Lily intently.] I warned him that living with a strumpet before marriage was a bad idea, but he would hear none of it. Whatever spell you put him under has him blind to your filthy ginger ways.

[Sirius makes a face at the back of Mrs. Peterson's head.]

Oh, lord, this woman! :D I love her to bits already.

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[Lily forces a smile, looking at Mrs Peterson with a retort burning on the tip of her tongue. She curses Sirius in her mind - she'd have thought he'd give her a few days - or at least more than twelve hours - to steam over this.] Hmm. That'd be the Imperio.

[She spots Sirius and tries not to laugh - or glare. She wishes she'd brought her wand. A good hex would teach him a brilliant lesson.] I'm sure Sirius can see fine. I'm not capable of casting a spell that great. When Sirius gets something into his head, there's no deterring him from it. [Her smile becomes tight] Ginger strumpet or not.

LOL <3

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A witch! I knew the boy was acting strangely these last few weeks! [She glares.]

[It's about this time Sirius decides to intervene. He continues down the stairs casually, as if he hadn't been watching,] Mrs. Peterson, did I hear the doorbell? Oh, hello Lily!

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[She runs her hand through her hair, ready to tear out her roots. Until Sirius decides to make himself known.

Lily glares at him. Oh, how she really wishes she had her wand.] Sirius!

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I'm sorry, I didn't hear the bell. [He smiles sweetly,] Have you both been introduced?

[Mrs. Peterson's look softens when Sirius arrives,] Yes, Sirius. Now why don't you two go pack your things and I will finish making your lunch.

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[Lily smiles tightly] That sounds great. [Her smile widens as she sidesteps Mrs Peterson and moves to Sirius' side. If her foot makes hard contact with his, it was merely a slip on the floor. Nothing intentional there.] Lets go pack your stuff. Wouldn't want your lunch to go cold.

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[He grimaces, but wraps his arm around her shoulders and pushes her towards the stairs.] We'll be down as soon as I'm all packed.

[Mrs. Peterson narrows her eyes and glares at Lily.] Please keep your door open, Sirius. I will not have inappropriate things happening in my home.

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[Lily moves when Sirius wraps his arm around her shoulders. She can feel Mrs Peterson's eyes sending knives into her back. She almost skips to the stairs and up them. Rolling her eyes at Mrs Peterson's comment and whispers] Merlin forbid a strumpet like me ruin your innocence, Sirius Black! [Ranting] I don't know who is more infuriating - her or Vernon Dursley! [Muttering] You're so lucky I don't have my wand!

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[Sirius catches her around the waist and pulls her back against him so he can kiss her cheek.] Play nice for an hour and you'll never have to deal with her again, Lil.

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[Lily purses her lips] I don't think I have enough willpower to play nice for an hour with her. [Lily shakes her head and scoffs] A strumpet! And I wore my nicest dress!

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Liiiiily, [Yes, Sirius is whining to get your attention.] she's not up here right now, it's just you and me.

[He smiles, taking the chance to really look at what she's wearing,] You look nice today. I wasn't aware we were getting dressed up to move my things.

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Siriuuuuus. [Lily acknowledges Sirius' whining, but will not respond to it. She's still a little stung over the hair comment.]

Thank you. But compliments will get you nowhere, Sirius Black. [She smiles, nonetheless.] And I actually wanted to dress nicely to impress - and I woke up feeling it was just one of those days where I wanted to make a little effort. [Teasing] It had nothing to do with you.

[Lily slips into what she can only describe as Head Girl Lily. Business is suddenly on the brain.] Where's your lovely room? [She grins mischieviously.] I want to kick the door closed. [Of course, she's all bark and no bite. Merlin forbid she anger this woman even more with the way she smiles or the way she packs things. The further away from Mrs Peterson she is, the better her temper will cool down.]

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Well you needn't have gone through all the effort for me. [He kisses the corner of her mouth] Though I do approve of your choice in clothes.

[The hand on her back pushes her towards the next flight of stairs.] Next floor up. It's the only thing up there.