Prompt #1: Their first meeting
Challenge: Blackinnonweek, day one.
Pairing: Blackinnon
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They first met when they were both seven years old. It was one of those usual pureblood parties that their families both loved to attend, the mothers in particular used them as an opportunity to show off their children, whether it be as a point of pride, to compare them and decide that yours was better, or to set up betrothals.
Marlene was a pretty little thing, a haughty expression was present on her face as she stood in the middle of her four older brothers, and one younger sister. Her blonde hair fell down her back in soft curls, and he hands were loosely clasped together. She carried with her the air of someone who had been born and bred for this life. She was the epitome of a pureblood princess.
Sirius was a handsome boy, a mischievous smirk played on his face as he observed the girl in front of him. His younger brother stood next to him, slightly scrawnier, features a little bit sharper, face haughty rather than playful and just a tiny bit shorter. Apart from that, they could have passed for identical. Sirius carried with him an air of self importance, and of someone who enjoyed being that just that little bit defiant. He wasn't quite the perfect pureblood prince, but he acted like he was.
"Marlene, darling, this is Sirius Black. Your betrothed," Lady. McKinnon said. She bent down to whisper something in Marlene's ear that Sirius couldn't hear.
Walburga roughly grabbed Sirius' shoulder and whispered harshly in his ear, "You behave yourself boy, so help me Merlin I will beat you until you are blue if you do a single thing to mess this up."
He nodded.
Seemingly satisfied, Walburga and Grace left the children in favour of retreating to the parlour.
"I don't like you," Sirius said defiantly the second his mother was out of earshot. Marlene scowled at him.
"Good, well I don't like you either," Marlene retorted.
Sirius was taken aback. Most pureblood girls ran off crying to their mother when he told them he didn't like them, but not this one. She just folded her arms and glared right back at him. Almost unintentionally, his lips curled up in the slightest of smiles.
She frowned. "What are you smiling about?"
"Why don't you like me?"
"You didn't answer my question."
"You didn't answer mine."
Sirius smirked. She huffed.
"Fine. I think you're a rude know it all with no manners. I don't want to marry you. Mummy won't make me marry you if she knows I hate you."
"Hate is a very strong word, are you sure you hate me?"
"Yes."
"Really sure?"
"Yes!"
"Really really really sure?"
She stared at him in shock. No one had ever spoken so freely around her, she'd never been in an argument with a boy that wasn't one of her brothers before. She found herself starting to giggle, just a little bit. She bit her lip before smiling, and answering his question.
"I still hate you."
Sirius gave her an amused smile. "You're lying."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Are too!"
Sirius's grin widened at her slip up.
"You tricked me!"
"Nope."
"I hate you."
"No you don't."
Marlene tried to scowl, she really did, but all she could do was laugh.
"I still think you're rude."
"But you don't hate me?"
"And annoying."
"But you don't hate me?"
"And mean," Marlene paused before continuing, a smile playing at her lips. "But I don't hate you."
Sirius smirked. "Good, because I don't hate you either."
"I still don't want to marry you though."
Sirius shuddered. "I'm never getting married. Never, ever."
Marlene nodded. "Me neither. Friends?"
Sirius normally would have said no, because that is what would drive his mother mad the most. But there was something about this girl that was different, she wasn't like Nancy Bulstrode or Amelia Parkinson, they were giggly things that drove him mad and made him swear off girls forever. But here was Marlene McKinnon, a girl he should hate, asking to be friends. He decided he would have to see if she was worthy or not before accepting.
He grinned. "Do you want to go spy on our mothers'?"
She looked a little wary, and a little confused. "Why?"
"To know that they're saying about us of course."
He could see Marlene fighting an internal battle, for a pureblood she was rubbish at hiding her emotions. "You didn't answer my question."
"Answer mine then I'll answer yours."
"Fine. But we can't get caught, my mother would kill me," Marlene warned.
Not like mine would.
But he didn't voice that thought. Instead he grinned.
"Come on, Marley, what's life without a little risk?"
She scrunched up her nose. "What did you call me?"
"Marley. It's a nickname, friends give each other nicknames."
Her lips curled up into a large smile. "Okay, Siri."
She laughed as he scowled. "Don't call me Siri."
"Sorry, Siri."
"Marlene!"
"Fine. You're boring."
"Am not."
"Am too."
As they bickered, neither of them realised that it was the start of a very long friendship, and that Marlene would have forever proven herself in Sirius's eyes all because she told him she hated him.
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