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Dorlene:
If she fogged up the mirror one more time, she was going to put her fist through it.
Keeping her wrist steady wasn’t the problem, she could put all her focus into making her eyeliner flawless, a party trick of hers. Her problem was her golden retriever girlfriend dancing around the room behind her.
Not to say that it was a ‘problem’, because let's be honest, she could watch Marlene be her happy dorky self for the rest of her life, but there in fact lies the problem. She was finding herself very distracted watching her.
She was currently in her underwear, singing into the dryer she was supposed to be using to dry her wet hair. Dorcas watched her through the mirror, as she went from kneeling in front of the floor length mirror to standing, swiveling her hips and running her free hand over her body as she sang.
As if she could hear her thoughts, the blonde skipped over to Dorcas, and leant down slowly and hovered beside her ear. to her ear.
“Draw the cat eye sharp enough to kill a man” she sang into her ear in a whisper that made Dorcas freeze mid air, her breath hitching.
As much as Dorcas proudly claims being an indestructible hard-ass, a hard-earned title, Marlene was one of the few people who could tear open her persona in an instant. She stayed stock still, moving only her dark brown eyes up to look into Marlene' lighter hazel ones. Her thin lips stretched over her teeth, smiling in a way that made her look like it would be all too easy to turn Dorcas into putty. And boy was she right.
Marlene trailed her tongue infuriatingly slowly down her jaw, to her neck, to her shoulder. Dorcas let her eyes flutter closed and let out the breath she had been holding.
“You look hot” she chuckled, pulling her bottom lip into her teeth in the way she knew drove her girlfriend crazy.
“Don’t start. We have places to be and I won't be ridiculed again for us being late.” Dorcas warned.
“Ugh, fine.” She whined, “At least help me pick out my outfit. I can’t decide.” Marlene whined
‘Lord give me strength’ She muttered in reply, putting the lid back on her liquid eyeliner, putting it on the desk and followed her girlfriend over to where two outfits were laid out on the bed.
Rosekiller:
“Tell me again how I got roped into this?” Barty grumbled, pulling on his chunky combat boots.
Evan gave him an amused look over his shoulder. He crawled his way over to where the boy was sitting on the edge of the bed. He shuffled so his thighs were encompassing Barty’ hips, straddling him from behind. He lowered his mouth to his neck and Barty’ hands instinctively dropped his laces and instead came up to grip Evan’ thighs.
The boy began to trail light kisses from his shoulder up to his jaw, using a hand to cup the other side of his face and tilt it to give himself better access. Barty felt his heart start to beat faster, he moved his hands up and down the strong thighs on either side of him and let his eyes fall closed.
“You need to relax,” Evan whispered into his ear, pushing his chin so they could face each other, and took Barty’ lower lip between his teeth, sucking it into his mouth and biting down.
Barty let out a whine, a sound that he used to feel embarrassed about, he almost passed out once trying to hold it in. That was until he figured out it drove Evan crazy.
He heard the boy above him let out a frustrated huff and felt his lips tug up into a smirk. The next thing he knew there were two hands gripping his shoulders and he was being pulled down onto his back.
He looked up as Evan was leaning down towards him, his blonde dreads falling around his face. His dark hands landed on Barty’ milky chest. His fingers splayed out, as he slowly dragged them down his torso, trying to feel every inch. He brought the back up and his face now hovered above his for a few seconds before they were upside down kissing.
When they kissed, Barty felt everything else fade away. All his worries and self-loathing tendencies were gone, and all that was left was him and Evan. He brought his hands up to hold Evan’s head in place, willing him to never leave.
He felt the boys hands back on his chest, his rough thick finger sliding over his nipple and he groaned into his mouth.
Evan pulling away with a chuckle,
“You got ‘roped into this’ because I want to go. Plus, we’re being good friends and supporting Regulus.”
Barty only groaned again, though this time it was in annoyance.
“You’re just going to turn me on, and leave me hanging?”
“I promise to make it up to you later. Plus I'll grind on you just the way you like when we go to the club after the parade.”
”You’re a dick” he grumbled and pulled his leather jacket over his bare torso with a smile.
Marylily:
Lily was standing in front of the sink, her hips swaying in time with the beat of the song playing loudly through the speaker. Probably the reason she didn’t hear Mary come through the front door. She stopped in the doorway, observing the scene in front of her with fondness. She dropped her bag to the floor and leant against the wall. Bringing her finger up to bite gently between her teeth, suppressing her laughter.
She was mid twirl, using the bottle brush as a microphone, when she spotted Mary watching her,
“Holy shit!” She dropped the brush, and clutched her chest, bending forward to catch her breath.
“Don’t stop on my account” Mary threw her hands up in surrender smiling broadly at her girlfriend who was now glaring at her.
”Don’t do that!” Lily stood back up straight, picking up the brush she had thrown to the ground.
“Enter my own apartment after work? How dare I! Someone alert the authorities at once!” She enjoyed dramatizing the situation, it never fails to make Lily smile, even when she tried hard not to. And this time was no exception. She could see the girl fighting the smile which tugged at her lips.
“You’re horrible” Lily threw her arms around Mary’s neck, burying her nose into her neck.
“The worst” she smiled as she wrapped one arm around Lily’ waist, the other coming up to the back of her head, running her fingers through the long red strands.
“We have to get ready, you know” Lily pulled back and stole a quick kiss from her unsuspecting girlfriend. Mary hummed, distractedly following Lily to their room.
It didn’t take very long, the both of them had been way too excited for the parade and picked put their outfits months ago. Lily had Also been sending Mary makeup looks for weeks. They didn’t have much left to do other than piece it all together.
They caught the bus to Remus and Sirius’ flat. Mary had promised to help Sirius with his makeup.
“Okay, so you go inside and work your magic, and I’ll walk down to the liquor store, and be back in… fifteen minutes, probably?” Lily went through her mental list aloud, a habit she’d had since Mary could remember. She found it rather endearing.
“You’re missing one critical step”
“What?! I’m sure I’ve remembered everything! Crap. What is it?” Lily was panicking, and Mary almost felt bad. Almost.
”You have to kiss me before you go.” She smiled sweetly, as if she hadn’t just sent her girlfriend into a spiral.
Lily looked at her and blinked.
Mary just leant forward and stole the kiss she wasn’t sure Lily was going to give her. She skipped up the path to the front door calling ”I love you” Melodically over her shoulder, leaving Lily to grumble as she stomped her way down the road.
Wolfstar:
The front door opened without anyone having knocked, an occurrence that is not uncommon in their house.
“I’m Here!” A familiar voice sang, drawing out the words, Sirius smiled,
“Mary, my darling!” Sirius strode into the front hall, wine sloshing in the glass he held in his hand.
Mary gasped,
“You started drinking without me?!” She brought her hand up to her chest for added effect.
They entered the lounge room,
“And you too!”
Remus lifted his head and looked over at Mary then over to his glass, the condensation rolling down the edge.
“I’m terribly sorry dear, but I had no choice, this one was driving me mental” He threw his head to the side, gesturing to Sirius who gave Mary a wink, smiling.
Remus went back to lacing up his Doc Martens, when Sirius began again,
“Okay queen, where do you want me?”
“The armchair by the window” She said decisively, walking over to it. Sirius fell into it as Mary set the pouch containing her makeup on the side of the armrest. She pulled out the palette and brush, kneeling in front of him. Doing her best to lean over him to reach his face, trying different angles, but nothing working. She huffed and looked up at the man who eyed her with amusement dancing in his eyes.
“Come here” He patted his lap. She eyed him wearily and he only laughed at her.
“Do you want to reach my face or not?” He chuckled, and she didn’t argue as she climbed into his lap.
“This actually works” She began working on his eyeshadow.
“It’s a good thing you have a boyfriend who doesn’t get jealous.” Mary smiled, adding the final touches to the look before they got out the body glitter, which Remus insisted they apply outside so they wouldn’t spill it on the carpet, to which Sirius dramatically exclaimed ‘It was one time!’
Looking over at Remus who was now talking to Lily, the girl had their back to them, Sirius smiled,
“Don't be mistaken by his quiet demeanor, babe. He definitely gets jealous.”
Mary looked over and felt invisible with the way he looked straight through her, eyes intensely set on Sirius.
They both got up, the four of them gathered their things and walked out the front door. Remus turned to lock up as Mary unscrews the small jar of body glitter.
“Here we go, lets-” her fingers ghosted over the rim of the jar before she was interrupted.
“Let me” Remus held out his hand, his expression unreadable. Mary handed it over, and he wasted no time dipping his fingers into the sparkling goo, placing his clean hand onto Sirius’ lower back, pulling him a step forward, holding him close while he rubbed the glitter over his chest.
Their eyes were locked and it was as if nothing else existed.
“Are you ready for tonight?” Remus asked, his voice calm, with an undertone that was anything but.
“Of course”
“Good. Because we’re going to go out. Have a great time with our friends. And then I’m going to bring you home, and it will be my turn to run my hands over you.”
“Why wait?” Sirius asked, his eyes glazing over, grabbing Remus’ wrist and stilling the movements on his chest.
Without taking his eyes off his boyfriend Remus says
“Why don’t you girls get a head start, we’ll catch up in a minute.”
“Make that ten” Sirius adds, already walking back toward the door, pulling Remus by the wrist he still had clamped in his hand.
Mary turns to Lily and they laugh,
“I have a feeling they might be longer than that” Mary chuckles, taking Lily’ hand into her as they begin to walk.
“Of course they will. Sirius was wearing his bedroom eyes.”
Jegulus:
Regulus fought with one of his rings, twisting it back and forth, a habit that had become second nature to him. James was in the shower and he was supposed to be getting ready, which he was doing, until he stood in front of their full length mirror to look over his clothes, and now he was staring absent-mindedly at his reflection, nerves coursing through his body and his mind going numb.
He didn’t hear the shower turn off. Nor did he hear James enter the room. So when a pair of arms slid around his waist he nearly jumped out of his skin.
“Hey, you alright?” James pressed a tentative kiss on his cheek as Regulus tried to control his breathing.
“Y-yeah. Just lost in thought.”
James gave him a squeeze, burying his nose into middle of his neck and shoulder, breathing him in. Regulus squirmed a little, a smile growing, feeling James’ breath ghost over his skin sent a shiver down his spine.
“Well I think that you think too much.”
Regulus saw a shimmer of mischief flash in the boy' eyes before he was being pulled off his feet and spun around.
“James!” He squealed in a voice far too high pitched.
The boy was laughing until finally Regulus felt them slowing down and his feet touched the ground.
“You are insane!” Regulus walked back to the mirror and straightened out his button up shirt.
“Insane for you” James pecked his cheek then walked to his drawers.
Regulus caught a glimpse of him in the mirror behind his reflection, he hadn't realized he was only wearing a towel. The blue cotton hanging low on his hips.
Regulus knew he was staring. He couldn’t bring himself to care. James smirked and dropped the towel to the floor.
Regulus gulped and felt the sudden urge to check the buttons on his sleeves were properly fastened, his head tilted down to his hands, though his eyes flickered up, running over the curve of his boyfriends lower spine.
Then James was pulling on his boxers and Regulus cleared his throat and turned around.
“We’ll be late if you don’t get a move on.” He tried to keep his voice steady.
“Looked like you didn’t want me putting on clothes only two seconds ago” The taller man had the audacity to wink at him, and Regulus rolled his eyes, unable to keep the smirk off his face.
”Don’t worry baby, I’ve only got to change and run a comb through my hair. I’ll be ready in five.” James grabbed either side of Regulus’ face and gave a quick kiss to the top of the boy's head before moving around him to their closet.
“So what's got you all nervous?” James called over his shoulder and Regulus knew he would keep asking until he figured out a way to help. Because that’s just who James was. The bastard.
“It’s my first pride being out, it's just nerves, it’ll pass.”
“Okay love, I’ll be right here with you the whole night.” James took a hold on his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. When he looked up into the taller boy's eyes, he somehow knew he had nothing to worry about.
Xenodora:
“Darling, I can't wait any longer! You need to let me see!” Xenophilius stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for Pandora to put on the ‘finished touches’ so they could go.
“Alright, alright. I’m done.” She called out, and as she approached the top stair, they felt their breath catch in their throat.
Pandora was wearing the same brown plaid pants and the same corduroy vest as Xenophilius. Half her dreads pulled up into a loose bun, the rest falling down over her chest. She had minimal makeup on besides the blush on her cheek and nose, and the highlighter setting off her sharp cheekbones. Which complimented her glittery green eyeshadow.
“Oh my stars” they breathed out, making Pandora giggle as she descended the stairs.
“Come on” She rolled her eyes, grabbing onto their hand and pulling them out the door. She began to run, Xenophilius tripping over their feet to keep up, not caring at all because the way Pandora was laughing made their heart skip a beat.
They reached the bus stop as the vehicle pulled up. Xenophilius followed Pandora on as she skipped to the back seats.
Once they were seated and the bus had taken off, they grabbed a hold of Pandora’ hand, placing soft kisses over her knuckles.
Looking up at her, she reached over and tucked the hair behind their ear.
“You will never cease to amaze me”
Pandora only smiled, a glow making its way over her features.
The bus dropped them to the pub where they had all agreed to meet. Pandora let out an excited squeak as they both entered the building.
“We must be the first ones here!” She jumped on the spot, eyes scanning the room. She found a large table with a sheet of cardboard paper folded into a triangle stand that read ‘Lily Evans, party of 12’. She walked to the table and took a seat at the end, then Xenophilius walked over holding a mocktail in each hand. Neither of them drank, which worked out well, considering how unhinged the rest of their friends could become on a night out.
All there was to do now is to wait for the others to arrive.
All:
Mary and Lily were the first pair to turn up. They hardly needed to look around to find their table, for Pandora let out a squeal as soon as they entered the building. Lily felt equally as excited and practically jogged over to the blonde to jump into her open arms. It had been too long since they all met up as a group like this.
“Dora, you’ve outdone yourself!” She gasped as she held the girl at arm's length taking in her ensemble. She glanced between Pandora and Xenophilius, and she scoffed.
“Mary!” She called out, even though the woman in question was only three steps away from her.
“Why don’t we wear matching outfits?!”
“Because you couldn’t pull off Macdonals’s style”
Lily snapped her head around, and Evan was walking towards her, Barty in tow. She punched the boy's left arm at the same time as Mary was high-fiving his right.
James and Regulus were the next to arrive, walking up to the group hand-in-hand.
Barty gave a whistle as Evan held Regulus’s arm above his head, giving the boy a spin. The boy in question was trying and failing to suppress a smile.
“You’re one lucky man, James Potter.” Lily said to James who was watching his boyfriend with a dreamy smile,
“And don’t I know it” he sighed and lily couldn’t help the joy that rushed through her at seeing one of her best friends so hopelessly in love.
They all sat back down around the table and Regulus looked around at everyone. Pandora was having an animated conversation with Evan, Xenophilius sitting behind her listening half-heartedly, twisting one of her dreads between their fingers. Barty had his hand on Evan’s knee, his thumb moving back and forth over his golden skin.
Mary and Lily were laughing at something James had just said, he looked down at where the boy had his ankle wrapped his own shin, and he smiled to himself. It seemed silly now, how nervous he was before about going to the parade.
He looked around at the sound of the door swinging open, Sirius strode through, fluffing up his hair with a smug smile on his face and winking at Mary who only shook her head fondly,
“You two are ridiculous”
“I won’t apologize.” he replied, Remus coming up behind him, snaking an arm around his waist, hand gripped at his hip, dropping a kiss onto his bare shoulder.
“What are you on about?” James questioned.
“Oh just that Moony couldn’t keep his hands off me, we had to send the girls off early so we could fu-”
“Stop!” Regulus held his hands over his ears, earning a few laughs from around the table.
“Looks like you two weren’t the only ones” Barty smirked, nodding his head towards the door where Marlene and Dorcas walked in holding hands. Marlene supported a dazzling smile.
“Late again, aye Cas” Evan teased, and Dorcas only gave Marlene a look that said ‘I told you so’. The blonde only gave her a quick peck before skipping over to Lily and Mary.
They stayed for half an hour more, ordering rounds upon rounds of drinks, some getting a happy buzz, others well and truly drunk.
Remus huffed, hoisting Sirius’ arm over his shoulder, supporting his stumbling boyfriend as they all made their way back outside.
Spreading out, taking up the whole left side of the tarred road, between the lot of them, creating enough noise to put the pub they were leaving behind to shame, stumbling down the street to the parade.