A/N: I know I should be working on the Forgotten Friend, and the Emerald Eye, but when the muse calls I have to answer. What if our favorite Azkaban escapee had trouble getting back in the dating circle after obtaining freedom? People aren't exactly lining up to date him, his old reputation as a man's man is coming back to haunt him, his boss is driving him crazy, and to top it all off he has a fifteen-year-old godson who's dating an eighteen-year-old girl. And like all men, he is asking himself, "What do women want?" He is about to find out.
A man with tousled black hair was lying in bed sleeping peacefully. This man was Sirius Black. As I was saying, he was sleeping when his alarm went off, rather loudly.
Time to rise, and shine, it sang.
Don't groan, and whine
You can't sleep all day like some jerk
When it's so much better to go to work
"Says who?" Sirius groaned, hitting the snooze button. It went back on.
Please don't hit the snooze
It's not my fault you had all those boozes
"For your information, I didn't drink anything last night!" Sirius snapped, praying that his godson didn't hear that. Sirius wasn't an alcoholic, but he did like a drink every once in awhile.
All you have to do is wake up
And I'll shut up
"Okay, okay, I'm up," Sirius said.
Good Morning!
"That's what you think," Sirius glared at the clock, while getting dressed. "You couldn't tell me where Harry is?"
"Bed!"
"Don't wake him up," Sirius warned, that clock had a mind of its own it could wake up all of England if it wanted. He scribbled a note,
Harry-
Left for work, didn't want to wake you, clean your room please, it's a mess! See you tonight. - Sirius
P.S.: DON'T LEAVE THE HOUSE
"The rat race awaits,"Sirius apparated out of the house.
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"Morning Sirius!"
"Now that I've seen you that I've seen you the day is so much brighter," Sirius grinned, waving to Amy.
"Thank you!"
"Welcome," Sirius said as he passed the plump secretary, who was about to bite into a bear-claw. "I wouldn't do that if I was you," he warned her. She gave him an annoyed look.
"Good Morning, Mr. Black!" Danielle MacGregor said cheerfully. She was medium height, with highlighted black hair, she was also Sirius's assistant.
"What's so good about the morning?" Sirius asked. "I like the night better, don't you?"
"You're such a flirt!" She giggled. "You have an Aurors's meeting at ten, a luncheon at twelve, here's your mail, and Mr. Dinwiddle wants to speak to you first thing, and if you need anything just call."
"Thanks Danny," Sirius waved somewhere in her direction, hurrying to his boss's office.
"Morning Siri," several women called after him.
"Morning girls," Sirius called back, when a blond women walked pass. "Hello, I'm Sirius, who are you?"
"Darcy," the blond answered checking Sirius out, her eyes favoring the leather jacket, and muscles. He was handsome.
"That's a sexy name, you know," Sirius said in a charming voice.
"So is Sirius," Darcy flirted back. "Sirius what though?"
"Black."
Darcy recoiled, the Sirius Black? She, like many people still thought Sirius was guilty, and didn't want to change her tiny mind. "Oh, I have to go, and change my hair color, nice meeting you, bye." She scampered off.
"Change my hair color' that's the lamest excuse I've heard yet," Sirius muttered, stamping into Mr. Dinwiddle's office. "I'm innocent for God's sake! I'm not the plague!"
"I never said you were."
"Hey Moony," Sirius acknowledged his friend. "Do you know what we're here for?"
"I think you're getting a promotion,"Remus said thoughtfully.
"I didn't know I was up for one, but . . ."
"You're on time, Black," Mr. Dinwiddle said entering the room, his assistant behind him. "Get me the Douglas report, Hudson's last mission, and some club soda, I spilt something on this tie, no, forget that, get me a new tie." The assistant ran off to do the errands. "Good Morning gentlemen." Sirius groaned at this, Dinwiddle continued, "You both know, Rave Dixon, I trust." Remus, and Sirius both nodded, she was an Auror on their team with an attitude. "Well she is now your team captain."
"What!?" Remus, and Sirius exploded. They couldn't stand Rave, and Rave would have rather ate a decomposed rat, then spend a day with them.
"Sir, are you sure about this?" Remus asked.
"You heard me, I was going to pick Black for the job, but he has a godson, and captains can't have any delays," Dinwiddle said as if Sirius wasn't in the room.
"Harry isn't a delay, he can take care of himself, and . . ." Sirius stammered, aghast.
"My mind is made up, you two will help her if she needs any, you can go," Dinwiddle said while picking out a new tie from the ones his assistant brought up. "Black wait a moment."
"Yes sir." Remus gave Sirius a sympatric look, as he left.
"You do know that I really did want you to be captain, but Harry . . . well . . . you know," Dinwiddle loosened his tie, nervously. "He needs his godfather, around, and he is also a weakness for you, and Rave doesn't have any family, or weakness, or anything."
"I understand."
"Good, I'll see you at the meeting then,"Dinwiddle said cheerfully.
"Yes sir," Sirius said, about to leave.
"And be on time."
"Yes sir," Sirius left the office. Harry's a weakness to you, he needs his godfather around, why didn't he just say I don't trust you. Women avoid me if I tell them my last name. To quote Harry, "My life sucks!"
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Rave Dixon couldn't stand Sirius Black, he was a total man's man, and now she was her team's captain, she finally had control, the only bad part was Sirius Black was on her team. "Let's get a few things straight, I'm your boss, and what I say goes."
"Yes mam," Sirius snapped out a salute, the room burst out into laughter.
"Thank you, Black," Rave snapped.
"You're wel . . . Ouch!" Sirius rubbed his arm furiously, little red, itchy dots had broken out all over it.
"Here's some ointment for that, and don't insult me again," Rave chucked a bottle at Black's face, sadly he caught it. "Now there is one detail that this department that has come to my attention, we are terrible at catching female Death Eaters." The rest of the team began to protest. "It's true, we all think men, and women think alike during a duel, but that is not true, men are all for shooting out curses as fast as humanly possible, but women use strategies, and strategies win duels, the opposition loses as Mr. Black has just shown us." She handed out booklets. "For tomorrow I want all of you to think of a way a women would deflect or beat one, two, or even all of these strategies if the spells were to be shot out in that order, that is all." As the room began to clear Rave added. "Mr. Black, your's will be first tomorrow so I hope you can come up with something good, and not have too many shall I say 'delays' tonight."
"Yes captain." My life sucks!
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A/n: So what do you think? Sirius as a man's man? Kinda fits him, doesn't? I believe that Sirius didn't have a wife, or a fiancé, or even a steady girlfriend because wouldn't it make sense for him to go to his wife/fiancé/steady girlfriend first after he escaped from Azkaban before he went to find Harry? Wouldn't the wife/fiance/steady girlfriend be more prone to believe him then a teenage boy who believes Sirius killed his parents? Don't flame me for this belief, it's just an idea about Sirius's past. What do you think of the fic? Read, and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own HP the goddess JKR does, I don't own What Women Want which this fic is based on Paramount does, but I do own the singing alarm clock, Amy, the plump secretary, Darcy, Danielle, Mr. Dinwiddle, and Rave Dixon, anything you don't recognize.