I'm really getting into the drabble collections, guys. It's all very exciting. Anyways, this one is for the Lyric Inspired Drabble Challenge II and the Blackinnon Competition, both on HPFC!
The song I was given lyrics from is Fairytale by Milky Chance
I used a prompt for this particular drabble: skeptical
Disclaimer: I don't own HP or the lyrics by Milky Chance
1. You are my fairytale, I hope that you don't run away.
Sirius was of a nomadic nature, and it was one of the many things that pulled Marlene to him. However, she also feared that it could break them apart.
"What's on your mind?"
She had been staring at him - something she did often, as of late - with that sad, skeptical look gracing her fair and delicate features. The better question was: what wasn't on her mind?
There was no clear way that Marlene could answer Sirius' question. She only pulled herself closer to him, hugged him a little more tightly, and closed her eyes to embrace him with every other one of her senses. This was the only way, Marlene was certain, that she could keep the fairytale of him near her even if he did leave. The smell of rain in his hair. The feel of his calloused hands. And then, when he would finally kiss her in that paralyzing way, there was always a fruity taste to his lips.
Most of all, she would always recognize the sound of his voice: hoarse in the early morning, yet it always possessed a booming quality.
"Hey, really, what's gotten into you, now?"
Marlene opened her eyes, took in the caring gaze of his grey eyes, before answering, "Stay with me. Don't run away. Just stay."
"Well, we do have class," Sirius answered, a smirk fighting its way to the surface of his face.
"I meant in general, you dolt," Marlene muttered with a huff.
"Then again," Sirius continued, clearly ignoring her, "who am I to deny a woman's needs?"