Dawn at Dusk

Sirius is a character that J.K. Rowling never gives someone to love, so that's what I've decided to do in this three chapter, short story. Though the romance is short lived, it's filled with the most impassionate passion imaginable, and anyone who loves Sirius Black will appreciate it. Read. Enjoy. Review.

Chapter 1

Sirius once again found himself peering through the hedges of the large blue house at the end of Mary Lane. And once again, Sirius found the bikini-clad woman he'd been spying on all week, lounging in an inflatable in her pool. The woman was already incredibly tan, with her dark hair draping her shoulders and framing her beautiful face. Sirius had enough to worry about without a woman in his life, but he had never seen a woman like this. Though he didn't know her, he loved her and would have defended her with his life.

He knew what he was about to do was breaking several wizarding laws, but he could no longer resist. He raised his wand and pointed towards the hedges and muttered, "Herbivicous." The branches began to crack and twist, as a heart-shaped hole, big enough to walk through, appeared.

Sirius waited for what seemed like hours; he swore he actually watched to grass grow some, but finally, the woman emerged through the hole. "Orchideous." He whispered, and a bouquet of beautiful flowers grew in his hands. He held them out to the woman, but all he could think to awkwardly say was, "Hi!"

"Hello," the woman said as she reluctantly took the flowers. "They're beautiful, thank you very much." She said with a smile.

"As is the goddess that's holding them," he said as he reached for her empty hand and kissed it. "May I ask you name, my lady?"

"My name is Rosaline; however, you may call me Rose if you reveal your name to me," she said casually.

"Sirius Black is my name. Rose. Much more beautiful than the actual flower," Sirius said, with as much emotion in his voice as he could muster.

"You can do magic, correct? I know you made the hedge open up like that, and heard you say a spell and wave that stick to make the flowers." She said matter-of-factly.

"You're a bright one." Sirius said with a smile. "I can indeed do magic, because I am a wizard." He said as he pulled out his wand to show her. She moved closer, getting only inches from the wand, tracing with her eyes the intricate designs carved into the wood.

"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed.

"It's an Ollivander's. He's the best maker there is." Sirius informed her. He noticed that the girl was very straight forward, not waiting at all to delve into what he was. He'd tried informing a muggle girl once, but to no avail. She threw him out of her car going down a busy highway. This one was taking it much better, he thought.

"I'm sorry if I'm being short," she said as if she had read his mind. "You know I saw you peeping in yesterday as well. I hoped you'd be back," said Rose with a wicked grin.

"I've been there every day this week," he said sheepishly.

"Oh! Don't be ashamed. I'm flattered, really." She said smiling.

"I was wondering if you were doing anything tonight," he said. "I know of a couple of Halloween parties in London that I'd love to take you to"

"I think my parents will be fine with that," she said excitedly. "Pick me up at 7:30?"

"Nothing will stop me from being here," he said assuredly.