Dolce : sweetly

Fists clenched, Diana marched down the crowded hallway. She knew what she had to do and she was going to do it right, no matter how much she wanted to turn tail and run the opposite way. Two steps forward turned into twelve, then twenty and then she saw him, clustered in a group with Remus and James.

Sighing and steeling herself for the inevitable sharp, rude remark that she no doubt deserved, she walked up and tapped Sirius on the shoulder. Even as he swung around to face her, he was opening his mouth to say something, no doubt smarmy. Not that he ever got the chance. Quickly and boldly, Diana captured his mouth in a quick, unexpected kiss. Remus and James gawped, as did Sirius when Diana pulled back.

"I'm sorry," she muttered. "About everything."

With that said, and cheeks bright red from embarrassment, she turned around and quickly started to walk away.

"That's alright!" she heard him shout after it. "IT'S FINE, REALLY!"

With a throaty laugh and her embarrassment subsiding, she headed off to Herbology with a skip in her step, reflecting on just how nice that had felt, kissing him and on just how sweet those two words really were – that's alright. No, she doubted there were two such sweet words in the English language than those.