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"So Sirius, you can have the room, I'll sleep in the living room," Aubrey said decidedly as the two of them stepped into her hotel room. He made a face, dumping his helmet on the ground.
"As much as I'd like to take you up on that offer, I'm not letting you sleep on a coach," Sirius groaned very ungallantly. Aubrey rolled her eyes, picking up the vast amount of garments and accessories he had dumped on the floor and pushing them into the coat closet.
"Oh please, Sirius," she snapped, standing with her hands on her hips in the doorway of the closet, "I've suffered much worse." She gave him a pointed glare and he laughed, that ever present smirk deepening.
"Whatever, Whiskers. I'm sleeping on the couch," Sirius laughed, shoving her out of the way and slamming the closet shut. Her eyes widened at his words and she swept forward, her tiny finger slamming forcefully into his chest.
"Whiskers? Did you just call me Whiskers, Sirius Black?" Aubrey hissed, tilting her head slightly so that she could look straight into his gray eyes. He shrugged, not stepping back from her accusatory finger.
"Well you are a bit like a cat you know," Sirius grinned, dancing out of her grasp into the hotel's sprawling living room, "Feisty and cold-" Aubrey shrieked, charging after him. He gave a short bark of laughter and scaled the couch, balancing precariously on it's edge. Aubrey clambered after him, her cheeks flushed as she swiped at his ankle.
"You did not just say that, Black," she said threateningly, advancing menacingly toward him. Sirius hopped lightly off the back of the black leather couch, using it as an effective shield between the two of them.
"Oh I think I did. I'm right, you know," Sirius nodded, "You're a solitary creature, just like cats. They walk alone. Very aloof and uninviting towards people, almost to the extent of being rude-" he was interrupted in mid-sentence as Aubrey launched herself at him, knocking Sirius down into the plush maroon carpet that adorned the room. Aubrey stuck her knees onto his arm, hands firmly placed on his shoulders.
"Oh yes, very rude," she jeered, "But did you know that when big bad dogs bite their tails too many times, cats show their fangs?" She squeezed his side sharply, earning a burst of laughter from him.
"I thought the correct term was teeth, in a cats case. See, dogs are the ones who have fangs. Cats just have these tiny little things, like needles," Sirius told her, grinning widely, his face red from laughter. Aubrey narrowed her eyes at him.
"Wanna say that again, tough dog?" she smirked, giving him a firm squeeze on the side again. He jolted at her touch, giving a very un-Sirius shoat of laughter. She jabbed him again without mercy, and he twisted vainly under her grip.
"Please, Aubrey, please," he gasped, tears of laughter streaming down his face, "You win." She smirked at him, jabbing his side fiercely again. His face broke into a grin and he sighed, relaxing into the soft carpet.
"Aw I know you too well. I have to apologize, don't I?" Sirius smirked, and Aubrey tossed her golden hair behind her shoulders, nodding firmly, "Sorry for saying cats had tiny fangs, Aubrey." His tone was mocking but she loosened her grip, standing up. Before Aubrey could step off him, he grabbed her legs, pulling sharply on her knees so that she collapsed onto the ground with a shriek.
Sirius rolled over and firmly held her down, his wiggling fingers held threateningly over her. Aubrey squirmed desperately, her eyes locked on his easy smile and menacing posture.
"Don't you dare!" she said shrilly, shying away from his probing fingers. His hands clamped around her tiny waist and squeezed, shooting ticklish feelings up her spine. Aubrey screeched again, her tiny hands slapping at his larger ones. Sirius wiggled an eyebrow, his hands coming to rest just above her hips.
"Would you rather I do this?" he smirked, hands tightening around her as he scooped Aubrey up and slung her over his shoulder. Aubrey uttered a few more screams and slapped furiously at his back, but Sirius just laughed, carrying her swiftly through the large, open doorway into a gleaming kitchen.
Sirius set her down on the counter top, heading quickly for the fridge. Aubrey sucked in a couple of breaths and desperately tried to arrange the mess of wavy knots her formally pressed blonde hair had turned into. She eyed him critically as he careless pawed through the contents of the fridge, pulling out a Microwavable dinner and stared at it curiously. Aubrey laughed, shrugging off the remains of the cherry colored coat.
"It's a pre-made dinner, Sirius. You just pop it in the Microwave and heat it up," she explained, her face falling into a smirk as he continued to look confused, "The Microwave is that black box. It heats Muggle food up." Sirius strode over to the Microwave, tapping the buttons and opening it up, his expression bemused.
Aubrey laughed loudly again, unable to contain herself. She slid off the polished marble counter top and padded over to him, her feet freezing against the cool white tile. She gently took the T.V. dinner away from him and peeled away the plastic covering, revealing a black container with four sections devoted to macaroni, broccoli, potato chips, and a Kit-Kat.
"You have to take off the plastic first otherwise it will melt into the food," she told him, noting his eyes trained on her. Sirius nodded slightly, his expression still slightly vague, as if someone had slapped him. Aubrey smiled and pushed the food into the Microwave, setting the buttons to a certain time. She shut the black door and the machine whirled to life, humming softly.
"Muggles are weird," Sirius said finally, his gray eyes still boring into her. She blushed slightly, uncomfortable under his stare. Aubrey folded her arms, eyes narrowing.
"We just had to figure a way to get by without magic," she protested, walking out of the kitchen back into the living room. Sirius followed her quickly, eyes wide and eager.
"Come on, let's watch a movie," Aubrey suggested, bending down next to the Muggle T.V. Sirius crouched next to her, a slight smirk lighting up his face.
"I know that one! It's a moving picture that tells a story. Muggles like to watch them," he informed her as she flicked through the pile of DVDs. She turned around to shoot him a smirk, the thin plastic case of a movie clutched in her hand.
"Looks like someone paid attention during Muggle Studies," Aubrey jeered, and Sirius looked annoying.
"I was so bored I couldn't help listening," he replied nastily, brushing a lock of black hair out of his eyes. Aubrey rolled her eyes and slipped the DVD into the T.V.
"I'm sure," she shot back, pressing the power button. The T.V. blared to life the moment a loud ringing noise echoed through the house. Sirius jumped, his wand flicking out his sleeve. Aubrey smirked at him, making her way to the kitchen.
"Calm your nerves, Black. It's just the Microwave," she called over her shoulder, stopping the alarm by opening the Microwave and sliding out their food. She rummaged through a near by drawer and grabbed two forks before making her way back into the living room. Aubrey shoved the meal into his hands.
"Sit," Aubrey ordered, making her way over to the light switch. Sirius collapsed backwards into the leather couch. She flicked off the lights and grabbed the remote before sitting beside him on the couch. Aubrey pressed play and as the movie started, Sirius put an arm around her and pulled her against his side, turning to look at her.
"You like to do everything the Muggle way, don't you?" he smirked, stabbing his fork into the macaroni with his other hand.
"You like to talk a lot, don't you?" Aubrey countered, "Now shut your mouth and watch the movie."
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Aubrey shut the bedroom door behind her after making sure Sirius was comfortable on the couch. She caught sight of herself in the full length mirror on the door and started. Her blonde hair was obviously a mess, she had given up on it long ago. Unfortunately, Aubrey hadn't been paying attention to what clothes she had been wearing.
She had abandoned the tattered jacket long ago, forgetting the tiny black dress beneath it. The top had been pulled considerably down from being ruffled under jackets and attacked by Sirius. Aubrey turned scarlet, realizing she had looked like this all evening. She had added up his curious staring to the strange Muggle contraptions. Aubrey watched her face turn brighter, and decided Sirius had most certainly not been staring at her. She wasn't one of his pretty little one night stands.
There's a difference between me and them. I'm his friend, and nothing more.
Calmed by this thought, Aubrey peeling the dress off and climbed into an oversized T-Shirt produced by the magical wardrobe. Suddenly a wave of exhaustion crashed over her and she fell into the soft bed, instantly succumbing to sleep.
Just so you guys know Aubrey likes Sirius for obvious reasons even though she's trying not to. However, Sirius may think she's attractive, but does not really like her yet, but still does in a way...sorry this is confusing. Wait, have you ever read the Hunger Games? Well you know how Katniss really likes Peeta and Gale but doesn't realize it? That's sort of what's going on!
Hope you enjoyed!
~Sophia~