the_debt_of_time

"Morning," James muttered suspiciously. "We were umm... having a bit of a lie
in."
"In your room?" Mia asked.
"We were going over the prefect schedule," James answered, taking the glass of
juice from Lily and finishing it off himself, oblivious to the looks of success that crossed
the features of the pranksters at the foot of the stairs.
"That so?" Remus asked.
"Yes."
"Just working on the prefect schedule?" Mia inquired.
"Yes," Lily insisted, eyes narrowing.
Sirius grinned and gestured at their heads. "You should tell that to your hair then."
At once, Lily and James turned to face each other, and two sets of eyes widened at
the sight of one another sporting an all-too-familiar shade of bright satisfied blue. Lily
looked scandalised as she gasped, gripping James's locks. James, on the other hand, looked
a little smug at Lily's hair.
"Mia!" Lily shrieked.
"Now, now, calm down, Lily." Mia smiled teasingly at her friend. "We understand
that when a witch and wizard are in love, they like to express that love in a very special way."
"A very loud special way," Sirius added with a chuckle and looked to James.
"Muffliato, mate; it's not hard."
"All right, very funny." James scowled. "You've successfully embarrassed us, now
sold off, the lot of you, so I can finish my breakfast."
"Not going to happen." Sirius shook his head and cracked his knuckles. "See, Lily
here is like a sister to me."
"And me," Remus added.
"And me," Mia agreed.
"I'm sitting this one out," Peter insisted from the sofa.
"And we feel the need to defend sweet Lily's honour after we discovered that some
horrid wretch had come along and stolen her.. ." Sirius took a deep breath and stared
into James's eyes before continuing, "maidenhead."
James paled. "Oh bugger."