A/N: I got the title from a song from Katy Perry, and it has haunted me for months now. I finally got a decent idea for it, and I'm going for a multi-chaptered fic for a change. Ok, hope you guys like it!

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own the characters. I wish I did though. Hell, I even wish I could be one of them.

My Favourite Shade of Black

Ginny was walking on a street she was sure she hadn't walked on before. There were shops selling clothing and shoes, book stores, coffee shops and bakeries, delicious smelling warm air wafting from them. She stopped to look at a window of a store with a name she didn't recognize. The mannequins wore curious-looking clothes, and Ginny wasn't sure if she liked them. She was sure the street was a muggle street, and she was glad that she wore jeans and a simple leather jacket. Maybe those clothes on display were in fashion now. She should ask Hermione, she always knew better, even though Ginny often went shopping with her in the muggle London.

Shrugging her shoulders she decided to buy something from the coffee shop nearby. The aromas coming from there made her mouth water, and she couldn't say no to herself. A bell tinkled when she opened the door, and a young woman with smiling eyes greeted her. Ginny smiled to her, taking a deep breath of the sweet warm air in the shop. She chose a chocolate filled croissant and a large cup of coffee. When she sat down on a table by the window, she couldn't help but grin: hot coffee was the best thing on a cold weather.

She thanked the woman behind the counter and stepped back on the street. The air seemed chillier now that she had been inside the warm coffee shop, and she adjusted her scarf and dug her hands deep into her pockets. She wondered briefly where to go next, but decided to continue walking and see what came up. When she was peering through a window of an ancient looking book store, a male voice sounded from next to her:

"I bet you can't read those books without sneezing. They look dusty as hell."

Ginny turned to look at the man standing next to her. He was about her age, tall and ridiculously handsome. He was smiling a crooked smile, waiting for Ginny to answer.

"They sure do", Ginny admitted. She lifted an eyebrow at the handsome stranger, "Do you often chat about dust with random girls?"

The man chuckled a bit, "Nah, I just mistook you for a friend of mine at first. Then I thought, what the heck, she looks like she might want to chat about dust. And it's always nice to talk to pretty girls."

Ginny snorted at his absolute lack of shyness, "I bet it is nice."

The man turned towards her and extended a hand, "Let me introduce myself. Sirius Black."

Ginny's eyes grew wide. "Come again?"

The man grinned, "Sirius Black, at your service."

Ginny gaped at him for a while. She hadn't expected this at all. Sirius Black. Young. On a muggle street. But she couldn't deny, he did look very familiar. Then she shrugged, what the hell, it must true.

"Ginny. Ginny Weasley." She took his hand and shook it.

"Ginny, as your new friend I feel the obligation to tell you that you have some chocolate on your face."

She felt her cheeks grow hot as she quickly lifted her hand to rub her face.

Sirius smiled as he looked at her. "Nope, still there. Let me." He brushed his thumb against her lower lip, and Ginny didn't know where to look. She wished that the ground would swallow her. But it didn't. Instead she had to stammer her thanks to the too-handsome-for-his-own-good man who was looking at her, clearly amused.

"I know this may be a bit early in our new friendship, but can I offer you a drink?" Sirius was clearly good with women. His confidence was almost annoying, but also very sexy. Ginny found herself agreeing to his offer. Why not, it was Sirius after all. And she was curious.

Sirius led her into a small bar, and bought her a drink with raspberries and mint in it. It tasted nice, and Ginny thought that she should probably try out muggle drinks more often.

She looked around the bar, which was almost empty. She turned back to Sirius and said, "So you live in a muggle neighbourhood?" Sirius's eyes grew wide. "You're a witch? Wow, I had no idea. Wait, how did you know I'm not a muggle?"

Ginny contemplated her answer for a moment. "I guess I just knew."

Sirius's surprised expression melted into an easy smile, "Well, I guess I was lucky when I decided to talk to you."

"I guess you were." Ginny couldn't help but smiling as well.

Ginny and Sirius spent hours talking. When she decided she should go home, they walked back to the street and Sirius nodded to the direction of the book store, "I live there, just a short walk away."

"I'm going to the other direction, then." Ginny nodded. "But it was really nice to meet you, Sirius."

"You too, Ginny." Sirius smiled in a way that warmed the pit of her stomach. "Listen, can I owl you later?"

Ginny wasn't sure how he did it, but she felt awfully giddy when he said that. "Sure." She grinned.

"Good, I'll do that." Sirius leaned down to brush his lips against her cheek, making her blush. "See you around, yeah?"

"See you." Ginny waved, as she turned to walk away, resisting a sudden urge to jump like a school girl.

Ginny woke up, tangled in her sheets, her toes poking out from under the blanket. After adjusting to her surroundings, she couldn't help but feel disappointed. It had been only a dream. With a sigh she climbed out of bed and made her way down to the Burrow kitchen.

"Morning", she muttered, and plopped down next to Hermione, who was also spending the weekend at the Burrow with Ron.

"Morning. Where were you last night?" Hermione looked at the sleep-tousled girl next to her.

"Huh, sleeping?" Ginny had no clue what the other girl was talking about.

"You weren't in the room when I woke up in the middle of the night. Your door was open."

"Oh? How's that possible.." Ginny didn't remember waking up during the night.

"Maybe you were sleep walking."

"Hmm, could be." Ginny nodded. "Mum did tell me I used to sleep walk as a kid. One time I went missing for hours. I wasn't in my bed when mum checked up on me, and they got really worried. I guess I had climbed back in my bed, though, because I don't remember going anywhere, and that's where they found me after searching the whole house."

Hermione laughed, "Well, I guess that's quite common for kids. Maybe you just went for a night walk again."

Ginny smiled, stirring her cup of coffee. "Yeah, that must be it. But I had an awesome dream while walking, wanna hear?"

Quite a dream. Or was it?