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You know the drill.
"Why am I still stuck? I kissed you!"
"You call that a kiss?"
"Yes! My lips met your cheek! Which was quite stubbly by the way."
"That wasn't a kiss. This requires a proper kiss, lip to lip."
"Merlins balls. I'd kill you right now if you weren't so god damn beautiful."
"You're drunk aren't you?"
"Just a little bit," The blonde haired woman took a moment to steady herself and gently cradled his face between her palms, softly pressing a kiss against his willing lips. It was sweet and gentle.
"You bit me!" He cried out, shocked.
"You tried to put your tongue in my mouth!"
"I was kissing you!"
"With your lips, not your tongue! You said nothing about tongues."
"Right. You have to use tongues to free yourself," Sirius said, gearing up for another kiss off of the blonde.
"Too late, mutt! I can move and I don't need magic to kick your ass!"
"Did I forget to mention that you look beautiful? Absolutely ravishing."
"And?"
"You are a divine goddess?"
"You're lucky I like you," She said grinning and wrapped an arm around his waist, dragging him back to the magically enlarged front room where the Christmas Eve's party was in full swing.
She hoped no one had noticed her disappearance. Although, anyone who did notice their absence would have just blamed it on Sirius since he liked to trick as many women as he could under the mistletoe; it had become some what of a game to him and was keeping score. He got double the points if he got the same woman again. Triple, if he didn't know them.