Sirius Black could not believe it.
The way Lupin acted in there…
Like his fucking mother or something.
The way he had looked all disappointed in him.
And why had he even listened to the bastard anyways?
Why hadn't he stood his ground?
After all,
He was obviously right…
Lily Evans was an attention whore and James Potter deserves better.
Out of all the girls out there, he didn't understand why James had to fall for her.
He was so mad he could just-
"Black..? What the hell are you doing up?"
A female voice asked.
Sirius looked up to see Alex Kauffman,
A kickass quidditch player in the sixth year,
With dark curly hair down to the small of her back and a reputation for breaking hearts
"Hey there,"
Sirius said, a smile creeping onto the corners of his face,
She raised her eyebrows,
And he knew she could already tell what he was thinking.
"So are you going to tell me what you're doing wandering the corridors at this hour?"
She asked playfully.
Sirius frowned, furrowed his browed, and played like he was weighing his options,
"Well I don't know…"
He started
"maybe if you tell me what you're doing here first."
She took a few steps closer to him,
"Well that, my friend,"
And now she was inches away from his face,
"Is for me to know, and for you to never find out"
Sirius laughed softly, "How mysterious."
They rotated slowly, knowingly, like they both knew the game all too well
Until Alex's back was pressed against the wall,
A sandwich in between it and Sirius
"Listen,"
Alex said quickly and briskly,
"I know what you want, okay? I know how you roll, Black. You'll snog me silly in the corridors until I think I'm in love with you, and you've gotten some of your emotions sorted out."
Sirius blinked.
Alex smiled.
"But,
I've had a rough day… and right about now, I think I'm okay with that."
Sirius grinned,
"My kinda girl."
Lily's head was pounding.
She knew she was trying to open her eyes but her body wasn't complying.
She tried to lift her head and failed.
She opened her lips to say something, to scream for help
"It's going to be okay Lily, just go back to sleep."
A boy's voice said.
Sleep.
That sounded wonderful.
Lily barely had the time to make a mental note to thank this brilliant voice when she woke up before she fell asleep again.
"Um, it's time to wake up"
…
"you need to wake up."
…
"Come on Lily."
She sat up to her name, but it was too quick, and a rush of dizziness swelled over her.
"Easyy there,"
Said the voice,
And she felt strong, warm arms catch her and steady her upright.
"Thanks" she mumbled.
She open her eyes to the bright room.
Ouch,
The light hurt.
"Do you want me to close the blinds?"
The voice asked…
Had she said that out loud?
And then the room was darker and she could look around.
The first thing she noticed was slightly less of a mess then she remembered it last being.
The second was that it smelled like coffee and pancakes.
And the third was that a shirtless James Potter was sitting in bed next to her,
Looking concerned,
And holding a tray of breakfast foods fit for a king.