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Oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness And you fill my head with you

His scent still dominated the sheets lying peacefully on the bed; you didn't know if you'd ever have the guts to wash them, relieve them of him. It still felt as though he was holding you, Sirius' hands gipping you to him in such a strong embrace you could never forget. Not that you wanted to anyway.

Shall I write it in a letter? Shall I try to write it down?

"Dear Sirius,

It's been 3 days since that witch took you from me and I cannot seem can't do this without you. Everyday becomes more overwhelming, more unbearable. Everywhere I look in this house just remind me of you and it tears my heart apart. Please come back to me. It shouldn't of been you. I love you too much, Padfoot.

I'm breaking without you. You were my everything and now I have nothing; emptiness and loneliness is now my world. I don't want to be alive without you. I have no motivation to live anymore without you.

Y/N.

Oh, you fill my head with pieces Of a song I can't get out

"You look beautiful, my love." His voice chorussing through your ears as his hand cupped your cheek. The roughness in his voice erupted molten lava in your stomach, melting everything from your heart to your feet. Low vibrations sounded out from his throat; grit was laced in his melodious voice. It was all beauty to your ears and fulfilment to your heart. He was perfect.

Can I be close to you? Ooh-ooh Can I be close to you? Ooh-ooh

Bedsheets spread loosely around your body while your knuckles turned white clenching with such might trying to hold yourself together. Your short chipped nails jammed into the cotton sheet layered over you. It was impossible to find something to really hold onto, to ground you to a reality you didn't want to face. Tears rolled form your eyes, waterfalls and never-ending streams of blue dripping onto the silk pillow beneath the side of your face.

"I miss you, Sirius." Sniffling and shaking, you cried tears of pure tyranny from the wreckage that had now become your life. Your body raged with sobs inside the sheets that fell off your body, leaving you cold.

Can I take you to a moment Where the fields are painted gold

The grass chirped with muggle-known creatures and the leaves whirled from the trees with their arrays of crimson red and gold blurring to the floor. Your eyes took it all in, the subtle warmth in the autumn night that breezed through the branches of the trees lined along the park hill.

"Wow," You breathed, staring into the pinks and oranges ironed into the sky as the golden-orange sun was cut off halfway from the world behind the farm fields that ran for miles below the hill. Cows and sheep glimmered in the far distance.

Sirius' huge hand held yours with care, head in your direction with his eyes admiring you while you admire the view in front of you. "You are so beautiful."

And the trees are filled with memories Of the feelings never told? When the evening pulls the sun down And the day is almost through Oh, the whole world, it is sleeping But my world is you

The shaking of your body never stopped as your sobs violated the saddening silence of the lonely house. Pain submerging throughout your body from your heart in overwhelming waves. It was too much. The loss was too much to handle.

Pain. Pain. Pain. From your head to your toe, the same overbearing feelings washed over your being, drowning, flooding you. Your eyes drained you of tears.

"I-I can't do this, Sirius."

"Are you guys ready?" Lily called from behind the door of the bathroom.

"Darling we've been ready for 5 minutes." Remus spoke back and smiled to himself as he continues reading his book.

"ok im done now i think." Was the last thing you heard before the door swung open and they no longer redheaded Lily Evans stepped out. Her hair was black, parted down the middle, very straight, and reminded you very much of Sirius.

The black dress she wore hugged her nicely and made your face feel very warm.

Three of you stared at her dumbfounded and in awe of how gorgeous she looked. Remus who had looked up from his book smiled. "You look lovely. You're that mother from the muggle show we watched at Christmas."

"Yes i am! thank you." She grinned back before placing her red lipstick back on the nightstand it came from. "I don't suppose many people will know who I am but thats Alright. Speaking of... we should start heading out toward the party and-" She paused when she noticed the lack of a reaction from three of you. "Are you alright?"

"You know... I think five people counts as a party. We could stay home tonight." James suggested.

Lily raised an eyebrow at that. "You literally love to party."

"he'd love to take that dress off more." Remus snorted under his breath.

Lily turned to you looking down at you from your spot on the bed. "My love do you want to go with me to Marlene's party?" She gently placed her fingers against your cheek to make you flustered.

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"Brilliant. So do you want to go out with me then?" He tried again and you just rolled your eyes in a reply.

"Still a no and it will forever stay a big fat No." You huffed, annoyed.

"Think about it this way... if you say yes, I will stop asking you, which you have been begging me for. It's a win win situation. I get a date, you get me off your back." You stopped again and looked at him with thoughtful eyes.

"If I say yes, will you promise me that you will never ask me to go out with you again?" You asked and his eyes grew wide as he started nodding heavily. "Fine, one date. No more." You shook your head and left the dumbfounded boy, heading back to your common room.

You had an evil smile spreading across your face. You said yes, sure and you did plan to go with him on that date, but first and foremost, you wanted to make sure that he had the worst ever date experience.

You walked up to your common room, where Lily was seated on one of the armchairs, with a book in her hand. You sat across her on the sofa, studying her expressions. She seemed way to invested in her book and she certainly had a rather aggressive side to her when her reading sessions got interrupted, making you shuffle uncomfortably at the thought.

"How long are you planning on staring at me?" She asked, pulling you out of your thoughts.

"As long as it takes to get your attention without having a mental breakdown from your side, I guess?" You smirked which caused her to roll her eyes.

"I don't need enemies with friends like you." She huffed, but closed her book to pay attention to you. "What could be so important, that it couldn't wait?" She asked.

"I might have just said yes to Black." You spoke casually, but Lily's eyes widened at your comment.

"Wait, what?" You nodded at her surprised reaction to confirm. "Why would you do that, after all that happened?"

"Let's just say, he had a very reasonable point." You replied.

"Black? As in Sirius Black? Reasonable? How can those two, possible appear in the same sentence?" She huffed, annoyed, her eyebrow raised in doubt.

"You are being very much on point. They most likely can't, but he said, he would stop nagging me about a date and would never ask again if I said yes." You nodded more to yourself. "And let's be honest, I could make it just about the worst date, he has ever had." Your lips curved into a devilish smile.

"It seems that you already have a plan." She grinned, placing her chin in her palm, resting her elbow on the arm of her chair, focusing her complete attention to you.

"I mean, there is nothing worse, than a girl who is just a tad bit over the top. Maybe a bit loud, maybe a bit critical, maybe unhappy with anything he does." You explained with an even bigger smile on your face.

"I am so proud of you." She giggled. "Why didn't I think of that, when James was running after me?" She sighed, leaning back against the chair.

"Because you were already hopelessly in love." You chuckled as she nodded along.

"That boy is a curse to my heart." A light smile appeared on her face.

*

Saturday came quicker than you expected, but you didn't mind. You wanted revenge. You wanted to see him suffer, just like he did to you.

You chose your best outfit, which was both comfortable and sexy. You wanted him to want you. You wanted him to feel that you were out of his league. You wanted him to realise, what he has lost back then.

You walked down to the entrance of the Hogwarts castle, where Sirius was already waiting for you, with his back to the door. He was wearing a black leather jacket, giving him the typical bad boyish vibe he was always going for. He wore black jeans and a pair of combat boots of the same colour. As he turned around, a huge grin appeared on his dashingly handsome face, with a playful glint in his grey orbs as his gaze lingered on your body. He was still as good looking as ever and you hated him for it. You hated him for even being born.

You smiled at him, which honestly came easier than you thought it would. He offered a hand to you and you linked your arm with his, feeling his body-heat radiating through you. You gazed at his profile, just as he turned towards you to look down, searching for your eyes. You quickly looked away, concentrating on the road, but you could just about see that cheeky smirk appearing on his lips.

"So where do you want to go?" He asked.

"Where do you want to go?" You returned the question.

"What about Three Broomsticks?" He questioned.

"Hmm..." You stopped to think for a second. "Let's just go to Madam Puddifoot's." You replied, looking at him with the most innocent smile you could master.

"Didn't you say..." He started, but then stopped midway. "Nevermind. Madam Puddifoot's it is." He nodded with a sweet smile, nowhere near the usual smug expression he was harbouring.

"You don't even want to ask me why?" You questioned, annoyed. That was not the reaction you wanted and it got you frustrated.

"If you want to go there, we will go there." He shrugged, but you stopped, forcing him to halt as well.

"Didn't you say, you didn't want to go there, that you wouldn't act different?" You desperately tried to force out a reaction that satisfied your revenge, but he acted too sweet, making you want to hate him even more.

"And I have also told you numerous times, that I want to go on a date with you. I don't even care where we are, I just want to take you out." He smiled, causing you to let out an annoyed huffing sound. "You are acting strange."

"If you don't like it, we can still turn back." You spit in anger, but that soft smile across his face, made you feel guilty. You didn't just hate him, you hated yourself for agreeing to his stupid date idea.

"Not a chance. I finally got you and I don't plan on letting you go?" He chuckled. You looked up at him trying to shake the inappropriate thoughts in your head. You were there for revenge, not to fall in love with him again. You got hold of his wrist and started dragging him after yourself, towards Madam Puddifoot's.

"Are you this wild in the bedroom as well?" A playful laugh left his lungs. You heaved a sigh, before turning around and giving him the deadliest look you could manage.

"Wouldn't you want to know?" You smirked, but before you could have continued your fast pace,  he pulled you back into his embrace, holding you captive in his arms around your waist. You tried to force your arms out of his hold, but it was useless.

"Actually I would." He leaned closer, placing his forehead on yours. Your eyes involuntarily met his, unable to look anywhere but him. After all that time, his presence still greatly affected you and he very well knew it. His smile wasn't playful or smug, it was rather sweet and loving. "But only after I got to know you." You furrowed at his reply, him being completely out of his character.

"As if, Black. Your only mission is to get into someone's pants." You huffed, trying to pry your eyes away from his, but you were unsuccessful.

"You are not wrong. I was like that. But not with you." He spoke with a serious expression, his smile disappearing slowly.

"Did this line ever work on any of them?" You scoffed.

"If I have ever used it, it probably would have. But I haven't." He stepped back, letting go of you. "Can we go?" He asked, putting his hand on your lower back, leading you to the cafe.

It took you about 5 minutes, before you saw the shop appear in its pink glory. As you stepped in, a grimace took over your facial expression, but you quickly hid it. You had to get over your hate for the flowery wallpapers, tawdry tablecloths and disgustingly pink design of the place. You were there for revenge, and as much as you hated the place, Sirius hated it even more.

You sat down in a dark pink booth, at the back of the shop, while Sirius went to get a drink for both of you. You looked down at the white tablecloth, decorated with pink bows around it and flowers embroidered on top of it. You weren't sure if you were able to keep your disgust hidden for long, you had to make this date a short one.

As Sirius arrived back, he was holding a silver tray, with flower carvings on the side of it. He ordered a tea, placing it on the table in front of you and a black coffee for himself. You could smell it was english breakfast tea with just enough milk and sugar in it. However making him feel like he was doing well, was not part of your plan. You took a sip of your tea and grimaced, even though it tasted exactly the way you loved it.

"What is this?" You asked trying to act disgusted. "This is horrible." You shook your head as if it was the worst thing you have ever tasted. Sirius pulled it closer to him and smelled your cup's content.

"Well, it seems okay to me." He looked up at you, placing the cup back on it's plate.

"It's English breakfast tea, Black." You scoffed. "I don't like it." You crossed your arms, protesting against drinking it.

"Really?" A playful smirk appeared on his face. "As far as I know, you are drinking this every single night in the common room." He raised an eyebrow, knowing he was about to bust you. For a second you wanted to just hide under the table and disappear, but then you took  deep sigh and straightened yourself.

"I think, I know better what I like, don't you think?" You asked. He looked at you, clearly annoyed, but stood up, lifting your cup with him.

"What would you like to drink?" He asked with a clearly fake smile across his face. You could actually see the side of his lips twitch out of frustration.

"A small hot chocolate." You spoke as he started towards the cashier. "With marshmallows." You spoke again as he walked farther. "And whipped cream on top." You finished, chuckling. You knew he did not hear the last part, making you eagerly wait for your wrongly made order. It didn't take him more than 3-4 minutes, before he was walking back to your table, with a white cup with golden rim around it and flowers on its side. As he placed it down, you waited for him to sit down, before heaving a deep sigh in disappointment, playing with the rim of your cup.

"What is it now?" He asked, not even hiding his annoyed expression anymore.

"Nothing." You spoke as if you tried to be less bothersome, but it was all just an act. A carefully designed and implemented plan.

"It doesn't seem like that." He tried again, making you sigh in disappointment again. "What is the problem this time?" He asked.

"It's nothing." You sighed again, taking a sip of your hot chocolate, hissing at its warmth.

"Well, there clearly is something." He cleared his throat, trying to keep himself composed.

"Why would I tell you, when you are already acting mean?" You asked, leaning back against the booth, pouting. You could hear Sirius taking a deep breath.

"I'm sorry. Is there anything you want instead of your hot chocolate?" He asked in a calmer tone, but you just shook your head. "Then how can I help?" He tried again.

"I asked for whipping cream on the top." You shrugged, still looking as innocent as ever, opening your eyes as big as you could, trying to look at him with the most saddened gaze.

"I will ask for it." He stood up, leaving for the barista again. You could not have hid the devilish grin spread across your face as you were looking at his fading back. You felt as if your acting was brilliant, almost award winning. Soon enough he returned again with the same cup, now topped up with whipping cream. You took a sip and this time, you let yourself enjoy it. You smiled at your delicious beverage, before turning to Sirius.

He looked at you with his lips turning into a sweet smile, before he raised his hand, placing it on your cheek. He bit his bottom lip as it curved into a playful smirk, before proceeding to run his thumb across your lips, gently. As he removed his finger, he placed his thumb in between his lips and licked off the whipping cream.

"There was something on your lips." He teased and you could feel your heart hammering against your chest rapidly as your face heated up at his actions. You were speechless. You looked into those grey eyes which were linked to yours, searching for something. You didn't even know what that something was. You felt flustered, cheated on, played with. You took your jacket from the side of the booth and abruptly stood up, rushing towards the exit of the cafe.

As you stepped outside, the cold air hit you, but you didn't care. You walked in a fast pace, impatiently trying to pull the coat over your body as it fought hard against you. When you finally pulled it over your arms, a hand grabbed your waist, pulling your back into his chest, wrapping his arms around your stomach. You could feel his breath behind your ears, causing goosebumps to appear on your skin. His smell of coffee and aftershave, forced its way into your nostrils.

"Why are you running away?" He asked in a soft tone, almost as if he was begging you.

"Are you enjoying it?" You asked turning around in his hold, anger clear across your face. "Are you?" You raised your voice, your brows furrowed.

"Am I enjoying what?" He asked returning your expression.

"This... this game of yours. Running after me for months, acting all sweet and kind, the exact opposite of what you are." You hissed in frustration.

"Says you, who has been trying to sabotage the date from the very beginning? Do you think I am dumb enough to believe that all this little act of yours wasn't on purpose? I know you more than you think, princess." He smirked and you wished for nothing, but the ground to open up under you.

"Why is it so important to you to go on a date with me? Why can't you just accept a no? Is it your pride that's hurting? Finally you know how it feels when someone says no and it hurts, isn't it?" You scoffed, trying to hide the tears forming in your eyes.

"I knew it." He spoke with a bitter tone. "I knew it would come up. Let's talk about it."

"I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to see you." You forced your way out of his hold finally, your anger fuelling your adrenaline and strength.

"I think we should talk about it." He tried again calmly, taking your hand into his as you turned around, but you pulled it out immediately. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just a child. I didn't even know what I was doing." He spoke again, but for you they were just excuses.

"Right, laughing at my confession with your friends, is in no way hurting me." You smiled bitterly. You felt like you had a huge lump in your throat while you eyes burned from the tears you were hindering.

"I am so sorry for that, love. I never meant to hurt you. I was teased for always hanging out with you. I was teased about having feelings for you. I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted the teasing to stop." You didn't even realise when the first tear rolled down your face. Sirius stepped closer, lifting his hand to remove it, but you pushed it away. You heaved a sigh, before looking into his eyes with the most painful expression, even though you thought you hid it well. Sirius tried to get close to you again, but you didn't let him.

"Well, aren't you lucky it stopped?! Enjoy your flawless little life." You spit with the most hatred you could project, but it didn't scare Sirius away. As he stepped closer, and you backed away, you felt a wall behind you, caging you in.  

"It never has. You want to know why?" He asked, but didn't wait for a reply. His expression was serious, his gaze intense as he looked into your eyes. "Because my feelings have never stopped. I liked you back then and I still like you. Before they teased me for having feelings for you and the teasing has stopped indeed. It turned into nagging about not having enough courage to tell you that I still liked you and I couldn't forget about you. It turned into constant harassment from my friends, trying force me to walk up to the girl I like, each and every day to ask her out, even though every rejection felt like I was stabbed on the chest." Your tears were rolling down your face. You wanted to believe him. You wanted to jump into his embrace and just forgive him, but was he honest this time? He placed his palms on your cheeks, removing the tear stains as gently as he could.

"Why did you never tell me?" You heaved a sigh.

"Because I was a coward. It was easier to ignore my feelings than to face you. I knew I hurt you, but it was easier to just step aside than to walk up to you and apologise. To walk up to you and tell you how I felt. That meant opening up, being vulnerable and I was scared of that."

"Why are you telling me this now?" You didn't want to make it any easier for him. You wanted him to feel vulnerable just as much as you did, even if it was mean of you.

"Because I like you more than I thought. Because you finally said yes and I honestly felt like I finally got a second chance. I knew from the very moment you said you wanted to go to Madam Puddifoot's that you were sabotaging the date. I saw through it, but I didn't care. If you feel better doing that, than I will let you. I just want to be with you." His words crawled deep under your skin and you just couldn't stand being mad at him. You let a small smile appear on your face, looking at the ground, not being able to keep eye contact with him anymore.

"Madam Puddifoot's was a bad idea. I hate that place." You confessed, causing him to chuckle.

"I know, but it was fun seeing you trying to hide your disgust." You looked up at his smirking face with a raised eyebrow.

"Mr. Black, do you always feel the need to be right?" You tried to stop your smile from growing any bigger.

"Only when I know that it will make you smile." He pulled you closer into his arms and this time you didn't protest. You wanted that to happen for as long as you could remember and being there, even if it took years, just felt right.

He stepped forward, pushing you into the wall, placing his lips on yours. You felt the little butterflies waking up in your stomach as you kissed back, wrapping your hands around the side of his hips, pulling him closer. It just felt right. It just felt perfect. You didn't want to let him go, you wanted to stay kissing him.

"Will you go out on a real date with me?" He asked chuckling as he placed his forehead against yours.

"I'm not sure I'm done with my revenge." You flashed a devilish smile.

"Punish me however you want..." His tone changed more sweet. "...just stay beside me." You tilted your head to the side, placing a hand on his cheek, caressing his lower lip with your thumb.

"I guess that sounds like a beneficial deal." You giggled, pulling him closer and kissing him again.

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"What is going on here?" You asked as you walked closer to the mischievous boys, Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.

"What does it look like, Sweetheart?" Black turned towards you with a grin, which you didn't intend to return. You didn't necessarily dislike them, nor did you like them. You were completely ignorant towards their existence, unless they happened to be on your way.

"It seems to me that you are breaking some rules. And I don't tend to be mistaken." You replied in a monotone tone, showing no interest. You didn't really care what they did normally, but you were having quite a moody day.

"Not at all, we are just having some fun here with our friend Snivellus." Black smirked as if he was telling the funniest joke of the year. It did cause some giggling from the girls standing around, which you simply shrugged of as Black's dumb fan club.

"He doesn't seem to be enjoying your attention much." You stated while crossing your arms in front of your chest.

"You are mistaken. We are having a blissful moment here." Potter chuckled happily this time.

"So your definition of fun is forcing someone to hang upside down, is that right?" You questioned the seemingly arrogant group of boys. Although Remus and Peter weren't really a part of such a fun time as Black explained it, they still haven't stopped their friends.

"Look, if you are having no fun, noone is forcing you to watch." Sirius turned to you, this time with a displeased expression, while clearly showing annoyance in his voice.

"I clearly am having no enjoyment and I would very much appreciate it, if you stopped your way of fun." You asked firmly, but had no impact on the boys.

"If we wanted to stop it, we would have done it a long time ago." James scoffed at your unreasonable request.

"This is the last time I am asking you to put down your wands and stop behaving like idiots." Black turned towards you this time, lips pressed together, eyes squinting. He was not happy with you, but you couldn't care less.

"Why? What are you going to do?" He chuckled proudly. Too proudly for your taste.

"I will stop it myself." You stated simply, pulling out your wand from the inner pocket of your robe. "Accio!" You pointed your wand towards Black's and then Potter's causing the requested items to fly into your hand. The two boys stood there looking shocked. They expected to be cursed, hexed, jinxed, but they definitely didn't expect to be simply disarmed. "I guess, the problem have been solved. Your wands will be with Professor McGonagall, waiting for you to  pick them up and get your well deserved detentions." You stated and turned around without waiting for a reply.

"What kind of a Gryffindor are you to turn on your own house members?" Black growled after you.

"The kind that doesn't agree with everything just because they are being done by Gryffindor students. Just because we are in the same house, it doesn't mean that everything you do is correct and I have to be nodding along like a loyal, little puppy." You explained taking deep breaths. You thought of yourself as a true Gryffindor and definitely weren't happy that he dared to question your loyalty to your house.

"So you'd rather protect a Slytherin, huh?" He scoffed, clearly annoyed by your behaviour.

"Look Black, what you think of me is the least of my concerns. If you want to swear at me behind my back, then do it. But it won't change the fact that what you and your friends have done is wrong." You shrugged, trying to keep yourself composed before your hotheaded behaviour got out of hands. Before you could have acted up on impulse, you started walking towards McGonagall's classroom.

*

The next morning you were eating your breakfast in content with your roommate, Lily Evans. You were talking about non-important subjects just to pass some time. However your idilic moment flew by as the four boys from the day before appeared in your vision and decided to take a seat next to you and Lily without an invitation.

"Morning." They greeted you in unison.

"What do you want?" You asked, not even looking up from your plate.

"Talk." Black replied from next to you, but you still didn't intend to give him your attention. Would have been a waste of your time to even move your head towards his direction.

"Then talk." You said before taking another bite of your toast and jam.

"I want you to apologise to us." He said with a straight facial expression, causing you to laugh out loud uncontrollably, while the other students looked at you for confirmation of your sanity.

"Godric, you are funny, Black. I almost took you seriously." You answered finally as your laughter died out and took another bite.

"I wasn't joking, nor did I intend to be funny." He replied. This time you turned towards him with a raised eyebrow, clearly showing your disbelief.

"And what would I apologise for, Black?" You asked as your curiosity grew bigger.

"For disrespecting us." He shrugged. "You disrespected us in front of our classmates and house members." He hissed, his anger visibly growing, which honestly caused you enjoyment.

"You embarrassed yourselves." You replied casually. "If you didn't bully Snape, you wouldn't have been in that situation to begin with." You shrugged and continued eating, completely ignoring their presence.

"We didn't bully Snivellus. You do know that we always had this hateful relationship with him. It's been going back and forth since day one." He tried to reason.

"So does that make it acceptable, then? Your reasoning is the worst I have ever heard so far and you are getting nowhere near an apology from me." You grimaced.

"What do you think would be the best option then, if you are so smart?" He scoffed, clearly being unable to agree with you.

"Let's start with not attacking him for no reason. Let's say that he starts a fight - hypothetically, of course -, so why do you think we have Charms lessons or Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons? For the fun of it? What do you think a Protego charm is for? Or an Expelliarmus, if you wish. There are so many ways to resolve it, but you and your friends chose the most animalistic and dumbest way to sort out your issues. So do not blame me for punishing you for breaking rules. If you had protected yourselves and not attacking Snape, it would have been him on detention and not you." You tried to reason with them but you weren't sure to be successful. They did seem to think about it though, which you took positively. "Look Black, as much as I hate to admit it, you are smart boys with talents in magic, not just book smartness like most of the students here. But if you are incapable of using it, for more than a simple unfair duel on school grounds, then don't be surprised if people don't see potential in you, only little boys who are spending time with being mischievous." You took your bag and stood up, pulling Lily with yourself. "We have classes now, so we will be going. I am not sure if you will think about what I have just said, but I certainly hope so." Before they could have even answered, you started walking out of the Great Hall along with Lily.

*

You were sitting on one of the couches of the Gryffindor common room, reading a book, while Lily was doing the same, seated in an armchair next to the fire place. Your friend Marlene has joined your little reading session to your surprise as she didn't pick up any books, unless forced to.

As luck didn't seem to be on your side recently, your least favourite four boys appeared in the entrance of the common room, being their usual loud and obnoxious selves. You didn't plan to pay much attention to them until you felt the couch move as someone sat down beside you. You didn't even have to look up to recognise the cologne forcing its way into your nostrils.

"How may I help you today, Black?" You asked while flipping the page of your book.

"So you think I am smart." He chuckled, but you just frowned at him as you lowered you book.

"What was that?" You asked in confusion.

"You said that I was smart." He slipped closer, putting his arm on the back of the couch behind you. You felt suspicious. You knew him too well to know he was up to something.

"So?" You asked and leaned back into your book, trying to ignore his presence.

"You said I was smart." He stated with a huge grin plastered across his face.

"I am trying to decide if that was the right use of word as you have dumbly repeated yourself three times already." You replied, not even taking a glance at him out of your book.

"I think, it was." He chuckled, certainly enjoying the situation.

"Sure. If that will make you disappear faster, then sure." You sighed, trying to get rid of his presence, but he just scooted closer. You closed your book, after checking the page number and looked at the boy next to you as his arm slipped around your shoulder casually. "What do you want, Black?" You asked with a blank, non-interested expression and flat tone.

"You are interesting, you know?!" He winked at you, causing you to scoff at his unusual behaviour.

"Okay, what is this weird behaviour of yours?" You questioned. "You don't usually act so casual around me." You stated honestly.

"What a mistake from my side. We have known each other for how long?" He asked himself, which made you want to facepalm yourself.

"We are in 5th year, Black. Guess!" You sighed in annoyance.

"Yeah, we have known each other for five years, and we never really got close to each other." He chuckled. "Why is that?" You frowned at his question.

"Maybe because your mere existence annoys me?" You asked as you felt your blood pressure rise. He was getting on your nerves with his closeness and way too relaxed behaviour towards you.

"Come on, Sweetheart. Don't be so harsh on me." He leaned closer, causing you to try to lean away.

"Don't call me Sweetheart and get out of my personal space." You pushed him away by placing your palms on his chest, making yourself comfortable again.

"Why are you being so mean? I am just trying to start again with a clean slate." He smirked and you knew he had something on his mind.

"Look Black, I am not one of your dumb little fangirls. If you have something to say, then do it. Or just zip your yapper and leave me alone." You stated trying to get back to your book finally.

"Fine, come with me to Hogsmeade next Saturday." He asked with that usual smirk plastered on his face, but you had no expression to show. You have gone blank.

"What was that?" You asked, still being unable to show any feelings.

"Come to Hogsmeade with me, next weekend." He repeated. At first you just sat there silently, but as if a lighting hit you, you started laughing. You found the situation comical. You couldn't imagine Black and you acting as a sweet little couple, walking around Hogsmeade with interlocking fingers, whispering little nothings into each other's ears. You only had one thought; What a ridiculous idea.

"You really are funny, Black." A single tear started running down your cheek, which you were about to quickly wipe away, however Black was faster. He leaned closer and placed his soft palm on your face. You turned towards him to realise he was only a few inches away from you and you could see every little detail of his face, from his storm grey eyes, light pink, chapped lips and subtle stubble around his chiselled jaw, which forced you to accept how handsome indeed he was once again. He let a small, gentle smile appear on his face at your reaction, before removing the escaped tear with his thumb while looking straight into your eyes.

"I didn't mean to be funny. I meant it. I want you to go on a date with me." His eyes fixated on you and for some reason you were unable to look away. However your mind was clear as sky, even though your body was against you.

"I will go to Hogsmeade." You replied with a smile, making his eyes grew bigger in surprise along with a happy grin appearing on his face. "With my friends, not with you." You finished and pulled yourself out of his charm causing him to scoff.

"You really know how to ruin the moment." He replied while you got up from the couch.

"There was no moment to ruin, just you being your typical, cocky self." You shrugged. You started walking towards your dormitory, but before you could have gone upstairs, you felt a hand around your arm, stopping you.

"What again?" You asked turning around.

"At least think about it." Black replied.

"Let me think." You stood there silently for a second. "Nah!" You grinned while pulling your arm out of his grasp and leaving for your room before he could even reply or stop you once again. You felt proud of yourself for rejecting the school's playboy, Sirius Orion Black and also in a way flattered for being asked out by the school's playboy, Sirius Orion Black. You definitely had an interesting day.

*

As you were walking to your next class, Potions with Professor Slughorn, Lily kept glancing towards you so obviously, that it started getting on your nerves.

"What?" You snapped at her after about the hundredth times she kept staring a hole into the side of your face.

"I am just curious." She knew better than to play around. She went straight for the subject. "Why didn't you agree to go on a date with Black?"

"Why didn't you go on a date with Potter, then?" You retorted, remembering how many times James Potter has asked your friend out. It was getting to a point where it was physically painful to watch.

"That's different. I never had a crush on him. You on the other hand were into Black, back in 2nd year." She winked with a cheeky smile.

"Lily, that was a long time ago. People change. I have no interest in Black anymore, nor in his group of idiotic friends." You shrugged.

"Are you trying to lie to me, or yourself? I saw that intimate moment you have shared with him when he asked you out. Your faces were inches away, you kept looking into each other's eyes, getting lost in the moment. Your lips parted almost as if you were waiting for him to kiss you." She sighed in content, causing you to frown and stop your steps.

"You really need to watch less romantic muggle movies." She stopped and turned back to look at you.

"Exactly because of those movies, I know a romantic moment, when I see it." She chuckled, but you definitely didn't find the situation funny.

"And that's also the reason that your overly romantic mind is imagining things that are not physically there. You need to stop daydreaming and get a boyfriend, because you are getting on my nerves." You sighed, clearly showing your annoyance towards your friend's behaviour.

"You are just scared to admit that you fancy Black so you become defensive as always and lash out on others." She crossed her arms with a know-it-all expression spreading across her face.

"Just leave it. We are clearly getting nowhere and we will be late for class." You replied and walked past Lily, towards the Dungeon as fast as you could.

*

You were eating your lunch with Lily and some other Gryffindors, when your least favourite person arrived with his group of friends.

"Afternoon Sweetheart!" He chuckled and you just closed your eyes in defeat. You really didn't have energy for his dumb comments.

"What do you want, now?" You asked in the least polite manner you could manage without swearing.

"Did you think about it?" He asked taking a seat next to you and leaning on the side of the table, placing his chin on his palm while curiously waiting for an answer.

"I did and my answer hasn't changed. It's still a big, fat no!" You replied rolling your eyes.

"But why? I never did anything against you." He looked at you so innocently, you almost believed him for a mere second. But you quickly composed yourself.

"Not to me, but your fame preceded you." You shrugged.

"Come on, just give me one chance. I am not asking for more. Right now." He chuckled and you had to shake your head to visibly show your annoyance.

"We will never go on a date. Not in a million years and you better get that in your smart little head, because I don't plan to repeat it." You growled before standing up and leaving your food. "And if you don't mind, I will be leaving. I lost my appetite, thanks to you." You turned around and walked away from the group.

*

You were sitting in Charms when Lupin and Black arrived about 15 minutes later than the start of the lesson. You rolled your eyes at the sight, but ignoring the scene you turned back to your essay, you were instructed to write on the Silencing Charm.

You were completely lost in your thoughts and the usage of the charm. You didn't even realise when someone took a seat next to you. You were writing a paragraph on the consequences and effects of what a wrongly casted spell of Silencio could cause. Before you could have gotten to the next part, a piece of creased and torn ball of parchment appeared on the top of your essay.

You looked up to see the sender and you recognised Sirius Black, sitting right next to you with a huge grin spread across his face. You rolled your eyes at him, showing just how much you couldn't care less about him. You didn't open the letter, you just shoved it in your pocket and went back to your essay.

A few minutes passed by before another piece of parchment landed in front of you. You looked at Black once more, who was still looking at you with that dumb grin of his. You scoffed silently and hid the paper in your pocket, along with the other one from earlier.

Before you could've gone back to your essay once again, a paper landed on top of your writing.

"Black, stop it!" You whispered. "I am trying to study."

"I will stop when you finally read it." He replied with a cheeky smirk and a wink, trying to act seductively.

You opened the piece of parchment and started reading its content.

"Hi Beautiful,

Did you think about what I asked? Are you going to come to Hogsmeade with me?

Love, your Sirius"

After reading the letter, you shoved it into your pocket and hid it along with the others. You turned back to your work and started writing a paragraph on the Tongue-Tying Curse as a comparison between curses and charms. Before you could have really dwelled into it, another paper landed on you.

"Black!" You growled, while trying very hard to keep your voice down.

"You didn't answer." He shrugged his shoulder innocently.

"You said to read it. There was nothing about answering." You hissed as you started getting more and more annoyed at your classmate.

"Come on, Sweetheart. Just answer me." He was almost begging you which made you just a tiny bit guilty. You opened the letter and started reading.

"Hey Sweet Pea,

I am only asking you on one date. I am not asking you to marry me. Just give me one chance.

Love, your Sirius"

You put the letter in your pocket and turned towards Black. You actually thought you saw excitement passing through his face, but quickly got rid of your unrealistic thoughts.

"You know what, Black?" He looked up at you with curiosity in his eyes. "I will go on a date with you when Lily agrees to go on a date with Potter." You grinned at your genius idea.

"She will never agree. She has been rejecting him for years." He explained defensively at your unrealistic terms.

"I guess we will never go on a date then. What a relief." You chuckled at your sharp mind proudly.

"Fine, I will make that happen." He grinned and this time it was your turn to look at him as if he has gone mad. "But you better keep your word."

"Did you hear me? Lily would never say yes." You tried to reason with him, but he didn't even listen. "Oh Godric!" You sighed hiding your face from Sirius and turning back to your essay, but not before you passed a letter to your surprised friend, Lily.

"Don't you dare to agree to go on a date with James Potter! Or you will regret it."

She looked up at you, with a completely confused expression plastered on her face, but you decided to just explain to her later and finally finish your essay before Professor Fitwick decided to scold you.

*

You were coming down from your dormitory to sit in the Common room and finish reading one of your favourite books. Sometimes you felt like you needed your housemates' chattering as a background noise while sometimes you needed dead silence.

Before you could have sat down, you saw Potter sitting next to Lily and they were unusually cozy with each other, which made you feel suspicious. You always had a sixth sense when it came to people's behaviour and your senses said, Run!

"Darling, here you are." Black appeared beside you with his usual smirk, which you really wanted to see disappear. "Take a seat with us." He said while placing a hand on the small of your back and gently pushed you towards one of the empty armchairs. He sat down on the arm next to you and looked at Potter and Lily, while you kept looking at his features from the side. He definitely had that typical badboyish look to him, which was indeed appealing to you, whether you liked it or not. "Prongs mate, do you have something to tell us?" He asked innocently as if he tried to hide the fact that he already knew something.

"Of course, dear Padfoot." You wanted to throw up at their smarmy act. "Lily and I will be going on a date. She finally said yes." He grinned like a Halloween pumpkin, while you started turning red from anger.

"What does he mean, Lily?" You turned to your friend.

"Well, do you remember when we talked about dating and I wanted to know why you didn't want to go on a date with Black and you just turned the question around asking me why I have never said yes to Potter?" Your eyes grew bigger in surprise and you jumped up from your seat.

"Lily, you never listen to me. Everything I say goes in on one ear and comes out on the other. Why now?" You were fuming to say the least.

"Yes, but that question just stuck in my head. Why do I actually reject him all the time? You also suggested that I should get a boyfriend and I guess I got to the conclusion, that he deserves a chance too." She smiled gently.

"Did you forget what I asked you? Did you? The letter in Charms class?" You asked hissing. "I clearly asked you not to say yes to Potter, didn't I?" You growled out of anger.

"Ouch, that hurt." James interrupted with his palm on his chest and a fake painful expression. You just rolled your eyes as a reply.

"To be honest, you never really explained to me why. I just assumed because you didn't like him. But then if you were really my friend, you wouldn't mind." She turned serious this time.

"That's not the main point. You date whoever you want, but you could have said something." You released your frustration on your friend.

"Why is it so important anyway? It's my decision." She retorted.

"Let me just explain the situation here." Sirius chuckled happily. He knew he was winning here and he didn't plan to hide it. "I have been asking this Sweet Pea out numerous times and I have been getting rejection after rejection. Then on one magical day, she made a mistake. She said she would go on a date with me, when Lily agreed to go out with James." To your surprise after Lily's initial shocked reaction, she had a slight smile appear on her face, which she was trying to keep hidden. "Now that you said yes, she has no choice, but to do the same. Am I correct?" He looked at you with an ever growing grin. He stood up and turned his whole body towards you, keeping only a couple of inches between you. "Wait, what is that I hear? A yes?" He whispered in a comical tone. "Oh, that's a definite yes." He grinned happily.

"I hope you will choke in your sleep, Black. If not, I will help you before Saturday comes." You hissed stepping closer and pushing him out of your way.

"I would do anything for you, Sweetheart." He chuckled as he watched you disappear from the Common room.

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