Up to No Good / Mischief Managed | Chapter 17: Never Have I Ever
“Never have I ever hacked a bandmate’s phone?”
Two out of four paddles went up on “I HAVE.”
“Whose?” James rounded on Sirius and Remus.
“Yours,” they said together, looking appropriately guilty.
“How else were we going to…” Remus twiddled his fingers in the air, “er… get details on your… progress.”
“My what?”
“You know… Operation Red and Gold?” Sirius made a keep-up motion with his hands.
“You looked at my To-Do List?”
The long-haired boy bit his lip, “It’s really a very boring list, so it really doesn’t warrant such a visceral reac-”
James and Sirius proceed to play wrestle, pushing Kingsley and Remus further into the ends of the couch.
“Oh… dear,” Ellen gestured to Andy, “Andy, do you want to… I don’t know… get in there?”
He shook his head and mouthed, “No, I’m good.”
“Boys!” Remus called sharply and they froze mid-motion, “Sit. Down. Properly. You’re on television, for God’s sake.”
They sat down and fixed their respective jackets. James’ was a handsome blazer, Sirius’ was shiny faux leather, both courtesy of the Evans brand.
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A/N: This is straight up how I imagine the marauders on an interview couch during commercial break @punkeduppirate <3
