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Sirius was thankful to have Hollow back. With James occupied with Lily's studies, and Remus studying on his own, he found himself spending more time with her than usual. She rarely studied, a trait her house resented her for, and he couldn't be bothered to try to to pretend to study.
While the castle had their nose in books and parchment, he and Hollow were in the snow covered woods. The sky was clear, the sun shone bright onto the snow making it hard for him to study the landscape. The small girl grabbed a low branch and began to work her way up through the tall oak. "Up here!"
He followed her suit, quickly realizing that it was not as easy as she made it look. He grabbed onto the branches tightly, hoping he didn't slip and plummet to the earth in an embarrassing, and painful, fashion. When he arrived at the branch she was perched on, he studied her. Her hair was braided back, the tip almost touching the waistband of her black cargo pants. A smile broke onto his face when he noticed the black and white strands tangled through the brown.
"Look at the lake!" She laughed as he saw the giant squid breaking up huge chucks of ice, it tentacles smashing up through a hole, shooting into the sky, and then smashing down onto the ice, where it promptly smashed through everything. "Think he's having a nice time?"
"Absolutely." Carefully, he sat besides her. She gave him a small smile before lighting a cigarette. "So how's things with your gay boy?"
"Not so great. I had a stupid dream and he was in it."
Wagging his eyebrow as her he laughed, "What kind of dream?"
"Shut up, a normal dream. But he was with his crush and it made my heart sad."
"Awh," he wrapped an arm around her shivering form, "who needs a dumb bloke anyways?"
A sharp elbow hit his ribs, earning her a wince, "Shut up. Fix my heart."
He raised an eyebrow, looking down at her pink cheeks, her body shook despite wearing a a sweater, a scarf, and a thick leather jacket. "I mean, I have some spellotape."
"That might work." A smile touched her face, shivers erupted through him.
"Lets get some Hot Chocolate." Twice he slipped going down, only to find Hollow's hand latched to the back to his jacket, supplying him with balance.
Firmly on the ground, he smiled up at the girl as she jumped from the tree, landing smoothly on the ground, snow fluffing around her as he slipped his hand around hers.
Unsure as to why, he liked how it felt to hold her small hand, they didn't talk on the way back. The wind was blowing, sending the loose snow on the ground to find its way straight into their faces. They entered through the front door and instant heat hit him, sending almost painful warmth all over his body.
The Great Hall had a table set up lined with mugs of hot chocolate. He took one and handed one to Hollow, noticing that the liquid was steaming, and new mugs immediately replaced themselves. He led her the Gryffindor Common room, bypassing the annoyed, studying students, and led her to his dorm.
"Gryffindor is always warmer than Ravenclaw." She spoke, setting the mug down to untie her scuffed combat boots and slid out of wet socks. Sirius followed in suit.
"Do you want a dry shirt?"
Her sweater was soaked from the melting snow. Chucking his jacket onto James' bed, he sipped his own sweater off, grateful for the warmth that encased his entire body. "I would love one." He smiled and opened his trunk, the only contents were clothes and a few quills (everything else he unpacked).
"It'll be a little big." He noted that he wasn't big, but he was tall, and she might weigh ninety pounds soaking wet. Tossing the muggle band shirt at her, he was greeted with a mental image of her emerging from the Black Lake, shirt sticking to the small curves of her body, waist length hair wild from her swim.
Right, swimming. He laughed to himself, realizing that if Hollow ventured out into the lake she would probably drown, and he would be less concerned about her shirt and curves, and more about the lack of oxygen in her body. "Turn around." Her cheeks were more than flushed as he stared at her, wondering over what James had told him to think about.
Slowly, he turned and looked at Remus' bed. When she spoke the okay, he turned around and grinned at the thigh length AC/DC shirt, and the thin legs poking out of the bottom. "That's a good look for you." She rolled her mint eyes, and carefully knelt to pick up her sopping wet clothes. "Here." he took them from her and placed them in a hamper for the elves to wash and dry. "I'll bring them to you when they get back."
"Awesome." He took a sip of his hot chocolate before unbuckling his belt and stepping out of jeans. "Sirius!" She snapped, almost dropping her mug. Laughing, he held his hands up and pulled a fresh pair of black jeans from his trunk, stepping into them.
"Anything on your mind?" he asked, dropping on his bed, wishing he could take off the jeans and just relax in the complete warmth of the room.
She shrugged and sat besides him. Heart racing, he tried not to look at the scars on her legs. When he glanced at one, it was over. Ignoring her questions, he ran a hand up her thigh and felt the thick, wiry abrasions. Her family crest, a raven sitting on a skull, was burned into her skin multiple times, along with "Emmery." Around the scars her skin was smooth and soft, her mouth was parted slightly, head tilted in confusion. "I'm sor-" But she had moved, pushing him back into the mattress.
It was his turn for confusion as her fingers traced over the scars on his sides, sending thrills of panic through his mind. He hadn't told anyone besides her about his father's curses. How much he had bled when Black Sr. had decided to punish him for handing a muggle girl her teddy bear. Her cool hands moved to his shoulders, leaving a trail of goosebumps as her hands dropped to his stomach. "Hollow,"
Sitting up, he put them in a position he wasn't sure about. She was now straddling his lap with his hands on her small waist. "Can I try something?" Mint eyes met his, gently, he moved a hand from her waist to the small of her back, the other supporting her head. Heart hammering, he anticipated the softness of her lips and the sweet smell of her hair. The grip on his shoulder tightened, releasing a swarm of pixies loose in his stomach.
Her breath hit his, closing his eyes, he couldn't fathom a first kiss that wasn't Hollow.
Lips touched his, he smiled back into the kiss, noting how much easier it was than he had imagined. A mixture of fear and excitement rushed through his veins, coursing to his pounding heart, tenderly, he pulled away, resting his forehead on hers, watching her now yellow eyes fade back to green and the pink leave ever so slightly from her cheeks. "Was that okay?"
In response he found himself entangled with her, hands pulling at each others hair, shivers erupting over his skin as let his teeth sink into her bottom lip, earning a small sound from her. Turning, he move her so her small body rested under her, his stomach was tight as she wrapped an arm around him and urged him to be closer. Readily, he complied.
"Hang on a second," her voice was panicked, he didn't dare to move, he had a hand on her thigh, holding it wrapped around him. Their rough breathing filled the quiet room. Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked urgently up at him. "I thought you were gay."
~AN: Uh oh! Where is this going to lead their friendship?
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