All characters not mine, except for Dawn. I didn't know what else to name her... please review!
'Oh God, oh God, oh God.' I stared down at the floor, at my clothes, at his clothes, at his sleeping figure, at the drapes. I couldn't remember exactly what had happened, but I knew waking up in the guy's dorm wasn't a good sign. I had to do something. Anything.
'Think, think, think. Oh God, oh God, oh God.' I couldn't get my mind straight. I was aready feeling last night's drinks coming back up, attempting an escape through my oesophagus.
'Oh God. Drinks…'
I felt something moving slowy up my leg and my heart skipped. I muffled out a surprised cry. He must've noticed me twitching because his eyes blinked open and he fell off the mattress and onto the floor.
-What the fuck? » he shouted.
-Congrats, Padfoot. » came the reply from the other side of the room. James Potter was sitting up in his bed, staring through his glasses with an immense grin on his face, most likely due to the fact that he was trying to hide his embarrassement.
-You nailed 'er, you great prat. » he answered, as if reading our thoughts.
-Shit. » Sirius exclaimed, throwing on his clothes. Peter had already run out the door, James walked out calmly, throwing one last glance above his shoulder. Half the school probably knew it by now. I'd slept with Sirius Black.
It took a while for the fact to sink in, and even longer for me to get over it. When I actually gathered my thoughts, I managed to make a sound.
-er-» That's when it hit me. He was the one who'd gotten drunk first, led me here…what if he'd raped me? Oh Good, oh God, oh God. When in doubt, blame everyone else.
-What the fuck did you do to me? » I yelled accusingly. He backed off, taken by surprise. Yeah, betcha he hadn't seen that one coming.
-You expect me to know? » he replied defensively. He knew where this was going, and he was already losing this argument.
-Well, yes! What happened to the 'I'm responsible now' thing? »
-I was drunk… can't we forget about this? »
-Hell no, you're not walking out of this one alive, Black. » He tugged at his hair. That sort of move he did when he was getting irritated.
-Why do you have to be such a bitch all the time? » I blinked. 'Me? A bitch ?'
-Excuse me? »
-The second you wake up you automatically jump at our necks-»
-Shut up! »
Ouch. That one sunk in deep. Did he know who I really was? I convinced myself it was only a coincidence that he was reffering to vampires to… describe my mood.
-This is getting us nowhere, Black. » I stated, hoping he'd give up the argument.
-You're right. » I love it when I'm right.
-Let's forget about this, shall we? » Sirius continued, fnally easing down. I'd spilled out my anger, I was fne for the rest of the day.
-Give me my clothes. » I pointed to the ground, blanket pulled firmly around my naked body. Thank God he didn't remember what he'd seen.
He picked up my shirt and waved it around in the air, smirking.
-Come get 'em. »
-Fuck you. »
-Fine, then. Stay where you are. » And he backed up even further. If I wanted to see that shirt again, I'd have to get up. Shit.
-Give me my shirt, Black! »
-Come get it, Dawn! » he mocked in the same tone. Did I really sound like that? My mind wandered about for a minute, until I remembered Sirius and shook back to reality. I growled and sighed heavily, finally accepting defeat.
-Fine. » Hoisting myself up from the bed took great effort, rather, I made it look like it did. I managed to get a firm stance, halfway between the furniture and Sirius, and reached for the shirt. I tugged and tugged, but that bloody prat wouldn't let go. He pulled me closer, and closer, and closer…
-Black, I thought we'd forgotten about it! » I whined, eager to get dressed. It was bloody freezing.
-About what? »
-… » Uncomfortable silence.
Sirius was a female magnet. God I hated to say it, but even I was attracted to him. Just the way he talked made you want to get lost in his bed- I mean, arms. He had that firm, slender body that looked good in any clothes, and without clothes. His eyes were like an endless summer sky when there isn't a cloud in sight. You could sit there and stare at them, and imagine yourself in a world where only you and him existed…
-You done staring at me? I thought we'd forgotten about it. »
-Yeah… yeah, we've forgotten it. All of it… »
-Get dressed, or we'll be late for Divination. »
-Great, more stairs to climb. » Sirius smiled and walked out, leaving me alone in the guy's dorm room. Wrapped in a reddish- brown blanket.
-I can't go on, carry me, Sirius. I'm, going to die if I have to take one more step up. » I let myslef fall backward, knowing he wouldn't just let me tumble down the stairs. Divination was Hell to get to. 546 steps up the tower. Gets boring after six years, you know?
-Aw, come on, » he pushed me back up. « Only a few more steps to go. »
-Argh. »
James and Peter had long crossed the door frame leading to the stuffy air of divination class, and we, meaning me and Sirius, were struggling up to pass it before the bell rang. No luck. The ring resounded in my head for a few more seconds before the door was slammed shut and the corridors fell silent.
A few knocks later, the professor poked his head out of the classroom.
-You're late. »
-I know… » I stared guiltily at the floor.
-You're never late. »
-I know… »
-You've officially lost your title for perfect attendance. »
-I know… »
-I don't want to see either of you before tomorrow. It should serve as a lesson. » There was no replying to that. I turned my back to the door and headed down the stairs, followed closely by the heavy footsteps of Sirius Black.
-Congrats, you've done it again. »
-Done what? »
-You screwed up my life for the second time today. »
-Hey, don't blame it on me, you're the one who didn't want to go up the steps. »
-You're the one who wouldn't give me back my shirt. Fuck you. »
-Been there, done that. » He replied casualy.
-Just…shut up. »
-Sure… »
-What do we do now? »
-You're asking me? »
-yeah, I'm asking you. »
-…Dunno. »