Written for ErynPotter's 100 stories under 100 words challenge.

I used the prompt Birthday.

Word-count: 100


Once again Sirius Black had to celebrate his birthday in prison. But this year it was in his very own – Grimmauld Place. He was back in that horrible house which now was the headquarter – lots of people. But Sirius was still alone.

He would actually rather live in a cave without any food.

Sirius sat in the kitchen, with only fire-whisky as company.

"Are you sharing?"

"I didn't hear you coming."

Remus Lupin took a seat beside Sirius, looked at him for a long time and then said:

"Your birthday present."

They kissed in a way they'd never kissed before.