Written for the Headcannon Boot Camp Challenge on HPFFC!
Pairing: Blackinnon. (Sirius Black and Marlene McKinnon.)
Prompt used: 42. Star
Note: None are in order, they are simply just random drabbles on their lives.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Star
The constant tapping at the window woke her up. She had jumped, tripped over her blankets and fallen out of the bed hangings to get over to the window that was open enough for an owl to sweep through.
Expecting to see an annoyed, large owl that couldn't fit, she'd jolted when she saw it was actually a person hovering on a broom outside, tapping on the window. "Marls!" The figure called happily when he saw her moving.
"Black!" Marlene hissed in surprise. What on earth was he doing flying outside her window at one in the morning? "What are you doing?!"
"I couldn't sleep," Sirius admitted with a shrug, watching her open the window. "Come to the Astronomy Tower with me, Marls."
Was he insane? They had their NEWT exams in the morning and he wanted to go look at some bloody stars!
"Go find one of your little tramps, Black. I'm not in the mood and I need to sleep! Have you even studied for tomorrow?" She shook her head, she couldn't believe him.
"Marlene, we're almost finished our Seventh Year," He began in one of his 'I'm-About-To-Give-You-A-Lecture' voices. With was rare for Sirius, only being used when he was being, well, serious. "You cannot graduate without having a picnic on the Astronomy Tower."
Marlene scoffed quietly and looked behind her to make sure her roommates were still sleeping. They were, and Mary was snoring quietly. "We were up there two weeks ago, Sirius," She pointed out, turning back to him.
"Not for a midnight picnic," He shook his head as if the time the food was consumed made all the difference. "C'mon, climb out, get on the broom and we can go enjoy ourselves. Pretend we're celebrating the end of studying."
Looking between Sirius and her bed for a few more seconds, Marlene made up her mind with a huff. Sirius did look extremely handsome with his windblown black hair and his shining light grey eyes. And that smirk, oh.
Sirius let out a sharp gasp when she turned and began heading back for her bed. "Oh, no you don't McKinnon! Get back here!"
She ignored him and grabbed her Quidditch jersey off the ground (or maybe it was Sirius's) and pulled it over head. It hung past her thighs and she had to roll the sleeves several times - obviously that it was Sirius's.
His smirk turned into a smile when she walked back over and climbed out the window and onto the broom, wrapping her arms around his waist. "It better be bloody romantic, Black," She grumbled into his shoulder.
When they get up there, Marlene saw that he'd already set out a fluffy picnic blanket with a sleeping bag and a couple of pillows, the picnic basket beside the blanket.
"What would you have done if I hadn't agreed?" Marlene asked with a grin, settling down on the blanket, watching him pull out a few bottles of Butterbeer, cakes and tarts from the basket.
"Find one of the Hufflepuff girls to join me," He replied with a wink, earning a smack to the arm when he sits down beside her, handing her a Butterbeer.
They fall asleep making pictures in the sky and are woken up by a screeching Lily Evans, a smirking James Potter and a laughing Dorcas Meadowes, who crackles; "I knew they would be up here!"
End.
(Edited: 2/06/2014)
