The room was in total darkness except for a sliver of light coming through the windows from the street lamp outside. As minutes passed, sunbeams slowly filled the room, illuminating the surroundings. A large Queen bed was in the center, and a mass of blankets lay in the middle of the bed, surrounded by pillows. Tangled red tresses spilled out and an arm was sticking out, fingers hanging off the edge of the bed. Sounds of soft breathing came from the head of the bed. Whoever was buried beneath the mound of blankets was sleeping soundly.
The door creaked open, yet the sleeping mass did not stir. A large black dog entered the room. It trotted straight up to the hand that was dangling off of the bed and gave it a firm lick.
"Aaaaugh!" Came a woman's scream, and the girl that had been previously sleeping soundly rolled backwards and fell off the bed with a thud. She sat up, red hair sticking up everywhere, her eyes foggy with sleep and her lip stuck out in frustration.
"Ugh! Sirius! Stop doing that!" She yelled. "Sirius!"
She squealed as the dog came up to her and began to lick her face, pinning her to the floor. She laughed, trying to push him away.
"Stop! Stop!" She giggled. The large black dog barked and wagged its tail before continuing its assault on the girls face. She closed her eyes and gave up, a fit of laughter overtaking her.
The dog stopped her face and she opened her eyes as the black mutt transformed.
"Sirius!" She yelled, wiping dog saliva off of her face.
"Lily." He replied, a smirk on his face.
"Sirius, I told you not to do that anymore! You know I hate it when you do that!" She exclaimed, trying to push him off of her. He wouldn't budge.
"I know you do." He said nonchalantly, leaning in to kiss her. She turned her head, denying him her lips.
"Well, if you can manage to remember how much I hate it, then you surely remember how pissed off I get every time you ignore my pleas for you to stop." She said, trying to give him her worst glare. The slight twinkle in her eyes betrayed her severe façade. She tried to push him away again.
"I remember." He replied. "I also remember how incredibly sexy you get when you're irritated with me, and you know how much I love to make it up to you. And I know you enjoy me making it up to you, as well."
She bit her lip. "Sirius-" he cut her off with a kiss. His hands traveled down her waist, stopping at her hip. She opened her mouth to him and his tongue sought hers immediately. He stood up, pulling her to her feet.
He guided her backwards onto the bed, his mouth never leaving hers. He pulled the blankets over top of them, and spent the rest of the day making it up to her.
