Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at the scene in mute astonishment, looking like they’d been hit with a Stunning Spell. Remus, however, smiled fondly at the scene unrolling before him.
“I told you lot this was a bad idea,” whimpered Sirius, looking like a scared pup. “But did anybody listen? No, no, no…”
“Oh, quit whining, Black,” Natalie admonished him cheerfully. “Everything will be all right in the end.”
“All right?!” yelped Sirius, sounding uncannily like a wounded puppy. “I’ll lose my brother to that-that harpy, and it’ll be all your fault!”
“Please hold a civil tongue when talking about our friend,” Alice said, frowning.
“Yes,” said Natalie, narrowing her eyes. “We are as loyal to Lily as you are to James, if you can’t say anything good about her, say nothing at all.”
Sirius muttered something incoherently, as if saying, “At least I’ll get my fifty galleons.”
Natalie, who had heard him, sighed dramatically. “So arrogant…” she muttered, shaking her head. "He'd give James a run for his money..."
Meanwhile, the voices were rising dramatically, such so that the two groups could hear almost every word that was said between the two people inside.
“…you are an arrogant, big-headed, bullying toerag, Potter, and I would NEVER go out with you!” Definitely Lily.
Natalie tsked disapprovingly. “Lily, no, don’t go back to first base…” she muttered.
“I don’t think they are even playing the game,” Sirius joked, as if to lighten the tautness and tension that had settled in the group.
“You know what I meant, Black,” Natalie snapped, though flushing slightly at the sexual innuendo.
“Well, it was nice to meet them, at any rate.” Remus spoke for the first time, in a gloomy, hopeless sort of voice. “They were wonderful people.”
“Oh, no, Moony, not you too!” Natalie groaned, slapping her hand to her forehead. “I am surrounded by pessimists!”
Just at that moment, an incantation was heard; the door rattled with the force of the spell, and the two groups jumped.
“I beg to differ!” cried Sirius, affronted. “This could only end in blood, sweat, and tears!”
“Be quiet, or I’ll make you,” Natalie threatened, pointing her wand ominously at him.
Sirius glowered at Natalie before closing his mouth, and he sat down against the stone wall, sulking like a scolded child.
The group was silent for a moment and the shouting and spell casting continued. Every so often they would wince as the door would rattle, product of some unsavory spell, jinx, or curse.
“We will always remember them,” Sirius said solemnly, bowing his head low and sounding like a priest at a funeral. “They will live forever, in the hearts of those who’ll remember them.”
“Silencio!” Natalie commanded, pointing her wand at Sirius. He opened his mouth, and when no sound came out, he closed his jaw, crossed his arms around his chest and pouted.
Then, suddenly, the shouting halted. The door to the broom cupboard stopped rattling. The two groups stared at it in bemusement…and trepidation.
“It’s quiet,” Natalie said, breaking the uncomfortable silence. Sirius rolled his eyes at the rather obvious comment.
“Maybe they’ve stopped fighting,” Remus suggested, though he didn’t sound at all confident.
“Hmm!” Sirius gestured impatiently to himself. When that didn’t serve to get anyone’s attention, he stomped on the ground like a child on a temper tantrum.
“Oh, sorry,” Natalie remarked, sounding not at all sorry. Sighing exasperatedly, she muttered the counter curse at Black.
“Maybe they’ve finally got rid of each other,” Sirius suggested, and Natalie now looked regretful that she had removed the curse off him. “Maybe when we opened the door, we won’t see them; they will be just a puddle of blood on the ground.”
“Shut it, Black!” barked Natalie. “I’m going to unlock the door.”
This declaration was met with decidedly grim air. Natalie, however, boldly got up off the floor and towards the door. She muttered, “Alohomora,” and unlocked the door. Natalie pocketed her wand and grasped the doorknob firmly. Remus, Alice, and Sirius, as well as Harry, Hermione, and Older Remus, gathered around her.
The tension within the two groups was palpable. Natalie, with bated breath, turned the doorknob smoothly, and opened the door. Everyone’s jaws, except Natalie’s, dropped.
Lily and James were in a firm embrace, snogging each other as though their life depended on it.
“Whoo-hoo!” cried Natalie triumphantly. Lily and James seemed not to hear her exclamation, nor seemed to be aware that anyone was there.
Sirius muttered a breathless, “Oh, dear Merlin,” before fainting to the ground. The others were too dumbstruck to catch him, so Sirius dropped to the hard, stone floor.
“Tsk, tsk.” Natalie surveyed Sirius carefully, but with an evil grin on her face. “A pity. I did not even tell him that he owes me fifty galleons.”
As soon as she said this sentence, Harry felt himself rise up in the air and he found that he was back in Remus’ room at Grimmauld Place. Ron, Hermione and Remus landed beside him.
“Bloody hell,” Ron muttered, clearly shocked beyond all recognition.
“My parents. Kissing. Disgusting,” Harry said in a monotone, horrified voice; he looked as though he was scarred for life.
“I think it’s rather romantic,” Hermione said dreamily, and Harry and Ron looked at her, fearing for her sanity.
“Hermione, there is nothing more un-romantic than seeing your parents snogging in a broom cupboard,” Harry said, still sounding quite freaked out.
“Well, that just goes to show you,” Remus said to them, smiling. “From being enemies, to snogging in a broom cupboard. Who would’ve thought that you could be accidentally together?”
Just then, the door opened, revealing Tonks, clad in her bright purple pajamas that matched her hair.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Tonks said brightly. “I didn’t realize you were busy.”
A/N: Ta-da!! That’s it, I hope you like it! Yes, yes, the ending is very stupid, but it's supposed to be! Please review!!!
Broom Cupboard Confessions by cto10121
Chapter Notes: My last and final chapter. I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writting it! Very short, only about 990 words. R&R!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter *sobs uncontrollably*