With flowing black hair and a delicate slender build, Sirius though Violetta would be quite the catch. After spending many fourth year potions lessons gazing at the Hufflepuff, he figured he might as well try his luck. He hastily scribbled down a note, proud of himself for thinking of such a great line.
My love for you burns like a dying phoenix.
"Psst, Violetta!" she glanced over at him, her eyes big and curious. "For you." he levitated the note across the aisle between their desks. He watched her as she read it, expecting for her to be enraptured with his flirtatiousness, and to fling herself at him the moment class let out. Instead she shot up from her seat, face red and eyes blazing.
"Do you think dying phoenixes are funny?" She screeched, silencing the rest of the class.
"Calm down, Woman!" hissed Sirius; embarrassed under the scrutiny of the whole class. "It was just a figure of speech."
"Figure of speech? FIGURE OF SPEECH!?" Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Sirius backpedaled.
"No, I-"
"I will have you know," interrupted Violetta, poking her wand into Sirius' chest, "that phoenixes are an endangered species because of murderers like you." Her voice was low and menacing. Sirius gulped.
"I've never murdered a phoenix."
"But I bet you would, given the chance!" Violetta became hysterical once again.
"Ms. Harris!" cried Professor Slughorn, waddling across the dungeon and towards them. "What is the meaning of this commotion?" Sirius winced as Violetta's whole demeanor changed, lips quivering and tears threatening to spill from her eyes.
"Sirius Black," she began, pointing an accusing finger at him, "was making jokes about the killing of innocent creatures." Sirius stood up now, glaring at Violetta.
"I was not! Professor, all I did was write her a note mentioning a dying phoenix as a bloody figure of speech!" Violetta's eyes widened in outrage and she suddenly burst into tears, rushing from the classroom and not even bothering to take her books with her.
"Bimey, Padfoot, you sure got her wound up." said Peter, eliciting a few chuckles from the class.
"Mr. Black," said Slughorn disapprovingly. "I don't know what you said to Ms. Harris, but I suggest that you apologize as soon as possible."
"Listen, Sluggy, I-"
"And, you will serve detention tonight for passing notes during class. See me here, seven-thirty."
A/N: How do you like it so far? I already have the next chapter written, so hopefully I'll get some feedback so that I can post it. ;) Also, please leave reviews with any CLEAN pick-up lines (HP or otherwise)!