Title: Pictures
Rating: PG (for implications)
Prompt: a href=" http://www.livejournal.com/community/blanketforts/825.html">Day 1</a>
Word Count: 461
Warning: AU and Unbeta’d
Feedback: Please!!!!
AN: OK, I’m writing this AU story where The Potters don’t die and it’s not as mushy as this first fic is going to make it seem. The actual “how” of this universe is eventually going to get finished and posted.


“Grrrrr!”

“Me too, pads.”

“S’my head still ‘tached ter’m body?”

“Looks like.”

“Harry walk in on us last night?”

“And Ron and Seamus and Neville and Dean and Ginny and Hermione.”

“I don’t believe it was entirely an accident, do you?”

“Considering they pulled out a camera, doubt it.”

“You know, sometimes I actually he was a bit more of an Evans than a Potter.”

“He was taught well!”

“You blame me for him, don’t you?”

“Yes, and Prongs.”

“How long you think we get before Lily kicks us out for shagging in her pretty lavender guest room.”
“How long you think we get before Lily kicks us out for shagging in her pretty lavender guest room.”

~*~

“What are the seven of you laughing at?” James asked the group of thirteen-year-olds sitting in a circle on the family room floor. When his son looked up at him with a look of practiced innocence, his blood ran cold. Merlin help me, my parents really cursed me when they said I hope you have a kid just like you.

“Just a few pictures dad,” Harry said sweetly.

“Hand them over!” James grabbed the pictures out of Ron’s hands. He looked at the pictures for a moment before looking back to the children around him. “Don’t any of you move.” James walked in to the kitchen and handed the pictures to Lily. “You want to yell at the photographers or the models, it’s up to you. Lily grabbed the pictures and headed up to the guest room.

“How long you think we get before Lily kicks us out for shagging in her pretty lavender guest room.” Lily heard Sirius ask as she reached the door.

“Oh, I’d say not very long at all,” Lily said, opening the door on her husband’s still very naked best friends.

“Morning Lily,” Sirius said as he collapsed into his pillow.

“Sorry Lily,” Remus said with a sheepish grin.

“You know, when I said you could sleep it off in our guest room, I was actually expecting you to sleep! I will do my best to find out why Harry and his friends were taking pictures of you.”

“Cause it’s funny,” Sirius responded, too hung-over to realize that Lily wasn’t asking for parenting advice.

“This is funny?” She shouted. Both men cringed at the volume.

“Thirteen year-old kids have very odd senses of humor,” Remus responded. “I never had any interest in girl’s panties and bras and yet I have been on more than a few panty raids in my day.”

“Get dressed,” Lily sighed as she left the room.

Sirius rolled over and pinned Remus to the bed. “You wanna really piss Lily off?”

“No, but if I get a shag out of it, I’m willing,” Remus smirked.