He's looking at her. Again. All black hair and grey eyes, all broad shoulders and wild appearance.
He's wearing that leather jacket she likes. She likes it so much that when he's too close, the smell of leather, cigarettes and his own fresh smell, it hurts. It hurts that he never looks at her, not the way she'd like.
He smiles, and she feels it, feels the shiver running down her spine to her feet in a crazy race, and, even thought she doesn't want to, she returns that smile to him.
He starts to walk then. He walks without saying anything to his friends, and just stands there, in front of her. She has to look up to see his face. His lips. His eyes. Oh, those eyes.
He's so tall, and she suddenly feels so terribly small and so terribly like jelly. He smiles again, and her brain freezes, and her heart pounds so hard.
He's staring down at her, smirk still on his face. When's not in his face, that smirk? And she realizes there's a hand in front of her and she takes it, quick, naive, she takes that hand into hers with a gasp and a loud sigh, feeling as if that hand was her only support, practically falling above him.
"I told you I could make you feel like those little girls you are always complaining about, McKinnon." He says, so close to her ear she can feel another shiver coming. And she takes a breath and releases his hand from his tight grasp. She's weak. I'm weak. And she hates it.
He then laughs and she frowns, crossing her arms tight and looking elsewhere but him. Anywhere but those grey eyes.
She turns around and founds Lily, Mary and Dorcas talking with Alice, totally unaware of the scene she just had with Sirius back there, in front of all the people who's by the lake near their position. She sits there, breathing normally again, and smiling sweetly to her friends, laughing when needed.
Sirius is back with Prongs, Moony and Wormtail again. He's all black hair and grey eyes, all broad shoulders and a wild appearance. And he's still looking at her, smirk on his face, and she feels it. Again.
Her face is red with anger. Lily laughs and Dorcas keeps reading. Mary's out with Alice for their prefect round, so Marlene has to tell someone about her little scene earlier at the black lake and Lily's her target.
"But Marls, he's Black!" And laughs again. "He's just a prat! And he was just using one of those tricks of him, so don't worry." But she does worry, and so does Lily. And so does Dorcas, reading all silence and peace.
"He told me I'd feel like one of those little princesses who are always sobbing before him, who melt for him" Marlene hides her face with her pillow and keeps the fake-sobbing.
"And you did well, Marlene, you did not melt." Lily sounds proud, but Marlene breaks that feeling the redhead had and closes her eyes, feeling guilt through her. "You did melt for him, didn't you?" And the laugh appears again. Marlene storms off the dorms and down the Common Room, and she found Sirius there, sleeping in the red sofa.
She feels that shiver again. Why? Why now? Sirius and she were kind of... enemies, since, well, ever. Marlene had known James since they were kids, and Sirius was in the pack with James since they were eleven.
They had fought so many times she had lost count. And she loves fighting with him, and she knows he does love it to, no need to ask. But it's been a long time since Marlene realized Sirius was actually very attractive.
And it all started when he asked her why she didn't want to snog with him, in their fifth year. She said he wasn't her type. Liar, liar. And that she wasn't that stupid. Pants on fire.
And now this is Marlene, willing to snog with him, to melt before those eyes and those lips. That wild appearance that killed her, right through her crazy-like pounding heart.
And Sirius is awake. Looking at her, while she's just sitting on the floor, thinking. She then notices his eyes on her and she blushes. He just smirks, bloody smirks, and gets up from the sofa to the floor, his head now resting on her lap, on her crossing legs. She stays quiet as if someone had charmed a petrificus totallus over her.
"I can't sleep." He says, closing his eyes. And she shivers and closes hers, gently stroking his hair and breathing slowly, trying to concentrate.
"Me neither." Said Marlene, and drifted off to Morpheus arms like a child. With Sirius Black already sleeping with his head on her lap.
N/A: So here's my first attempt to an english... something. First of all, sorry if there are mistakes, but I'm human, and english (sadly) it's not my first language, so, yeah, sorry guys. I've been stuck with Blackinnon lately, and I had to do something about it. I know I have another story to update, but I'm editing it so it fits, because I lost it a bit with a pc problem. Anyway, with the story, it will be more. Maybe a second chapter, and maybe a third, but that's it, because I wanted to do one chapter with a few drabbles, but I had no time to continue, so I'll leave it here for now. So here it goes, guys. Review, and you'll see what comes next with these two! You want more? (:
