Lips

@jilytoberfest micro fic #8 yayyy

“James! Your lips are…”

He sighs and finishes her thought, “Swobben.”

“Is it too much to hope this is related to an assignment and not a prank.”

Sirius tightens his arm around James’s neck. “We like to think of pranks as applied magic - extra credit if you will.”

“Mimus ba crebbit,” James says, wincing a bit at the finish.

“And you’re asking me for help because?”

“You’re by freimb?”

Lily blinks and Sirius laughs, “Alright - Moony’s…visiting home and Pomfrey’s a snitch.”

“And you?”

“Siriub gob me imbo thib,” James supplies with some struggle, particularly since Sirius’s grasp had tightened around his neck.

“And we all know James is disappointing in both looks and potions talent.”

“Kibb ny arb, Pabfoob.”