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Word Count - 408
Wear My Skin (And Be Free)
The firewhiskey didn't burn anymore.
He thought that that was probably a bad thing, but it didn't stop him drinking it. Bottles and bottles of the stuff had been consumed in the last few months.
It began with a single shot - just to take the edge off.
He wasn't even pretending anymore.
"You're a mess, mate."
Sirius blinked up at the speaker. He immediately knew it was a Weasley, the red hair was a dead give away. It took him a few moment to focus enough to realise it was Charlie.
He shrugged bitterly. "Not like there's anything productive for me to be doing, is there?"
"They're still not letting you leave?" Charlie asked, sympathetically, sitting down beside Sirius.
"Course not. S'dangerous, didn't y'know?"
Charlie snorted. "More dangerous to keep you caged, I'd wager. Do me a favour mate. No more firewhiskey for the next few days?"
"Why?"
"Do you want the bullshit, you're not doing right by Harry reason, or the real reason?"
"I already know I'm not doing right by Harry, so gimme the other."
"I'm gonna bust you out for a few hours, but you need to be sober for me to do it."
Before Sirius could formulate a reply, Charlie was standing back up, patting him on the shoulder as he left the room.
Sirius stared at the bottle.
Freedom, even if only for a couple of hours, was worth a few days without the numbness.
…
"Here, drink this."
They were in Sirius' room, the door locked behind them.
"What is it?" Sirius asked, blinking when Charlie started stripping.
"Polyjuice. Congrats, you get to be me for a bit. I have another vial that you need to add your hair to, for me. I'll lay up here having a pity party - they'll never know the difference."
"You're a cheeky shit," Sirius replied, pulling a few hairs from the nape of his neck before he drank the revolting potion.
Each changed and redressed in the other's clothing, and Sirius as Charlie was practically bouncing in his excitement to leave the house.
"Don't get arrested wearing my face," Charlie warned with a grin.
Sirius leant forward and pressed his lips to Charlies.
"What was that for?"
Sirius shrugged. "I've always known I'm a handsome bastard. Might as well kiss myself while I have the chance, right?"
With a wink, Sirius was out the door, leaving Charlie to lay back on the bed, chuckling to himself.
Written for;
Character Appreciation - 11. Sirius Black
Disney, T1 - Polyjuice Potion
Caffeine Awareness - 4. Black Coffee - A bitter person.
Quilting Appreciation - SiriusCharlie