Sirius/Rosmerta for MissEffieTrinket.
"We shouldn't…" she mumbles into his shoulder. They were in a dark corner of the Three Broomsticks. It wasn't so dark that they couldn't be seen. Sirius didn't seem to care.
"You shouldn't worry so much about what we shouldn't do," he replied, holding her tighter.
"Someone will see," she protested half-heartedly as he started to kiss down her neck.
"Let them see."
It wasn't much of an argument. Sirius never needed to be too persuasive. He had a way of getting what he wanted without having to try too hard. So she gave in, because this way she could live in that world too if only for a few hours, even if it meant skulking around in the corner.
She spent every night serving drinks to men who wanted to forget. She wanted to forget some things herself but she had something better than firewhiskey to keep her warm and to make her mind go hazy.
She had a boy who could make her forget to care.