Chapter 29
"Sirius, what was that about?" James frowned, following him-with Peter trailing even farther behind them.
"Cynthia's been cheating on me." Sirius grumbled, spitting the password at the Fat Lady.
"No need to be rude." She grumbled, swinging open for them.
"With Regulus?" James hurried to keep up with his taller dorm mate.
"With Regulus, with half the fucking school, most of the Quidditch team's been fexing her!" Sirius snapped, grabbing a bottle from under one of the common room couches.
"She what? Since when? Wait, if you knew this why'd you bother staying with her?" James put his hand on his back as the two walked up the Boys' Dorm stairs together.
"Since last year sometime. I don't know why I put up with it. She always said it was just snogging, as if it was better then-"
"Snogging partners don't mean anything, right?" Peter squeaked up the stairs after them.
"Fuck snogging partners, Wormtail! She was sucking my little brother's tonsils out! She always got onto me about all the time I spent with Jane and there she was nearly shagging my twelve-year-old brother in the corridor after Potions!" Sirius yelled back to him. James flopped onto Sirius' bed, pulling Sirius with him.
"What is going on with you and Jane?" James asked, taking the bottle from Sirius' hand and took a swig.
"Yeah, I mean, I'd shag her." Peter shrugged, sitting at the end of the bed. James raised a brow at him, handing the bottle back over. Peter squirmed, "Er, I mean, that in the most respectful way James…"
"Yeah…" James muttered half disbelievingly, half playfully.
"Jane and I are just friends, like me and Mooney." Sirius laughed, taking his own drink from the bottle before passing it on.
"Sure about that, Padfoot? I don't remember you ever looking at Moony the way you do Janey." James laughed.
"Not when either of us are sober at least." RJ laughed along, patting Peter's back as he chocked on his drink from the bottle. RJ took it from him and sniffed it. "A bit too early for Firewhiskey, don't you think?" He passed the bottle along.
"Never too early for one year older Firewhiskey." James grinned, draping his arm behind Sirius' head.
"Especially when you don't plan on setting foot in any more classes today." Sirius chuckled, curling up against James. "I love her mate…" He grumbled, nuzzling James' shoulder.
"We all make mistakes, Pads. You'll get over Cynthia. I'm betting on Christmas." James smiled, resting his head on top of Sirius'.
Jane knocked lightly on the open door at the top of the Boys' Dorm stairs. She poked her head in, quieting her laugh at the sight of Sirius in his bed. He was sprawled out on top of the blankets, a bottle dangling from his hand, and a loud, long snore came out of his mouth.
"Sirius?" Jane asked quietly, going over to him. "Sirius?" She repeated, louder.
"Bugger off." He groaned in his sleep, his leg twitching as if it was running from something. She smiled, running her hand over his shaggy hair.
"It's okay, pup." Jane whispered into his ear.
"Wha-?" Sirius sat up quickly, "Oh, hey. What are you doing in here?" He ran his hand over the place her hand had just been.
"Came to see how you were doing. Didn't see you in any classes, not that I'm surprised really." She laughed finally, sitting on the bed next to him. He moved over on the small bed, his arm around her shoulders lightly.
"Yeah, I didn't really feel like putting up with her or any of the rumors today. They're not too bad are they?" He asked, tipping the bottle over and frowning. He sat it down on the floor with a clank.
"The usual. Her friends say you cheated first, everyone else says Regulus wasn't her first choice." Jane shrugged, sniffing at the breath that wafted toward her. "Is that Firewhiskey I smell?" She scoffed lightly.
"Yeah. Your brother's got some more under his bed if you want to share some." Sirius nodded, pointing lazily toward the bed next to him.
"I don't think you need any more." Jane laughed again hugging him carefully.
"You're probably right, Janey. You're great, you know that, birdie." He smiled, kissing her cheek lightly.
"And you're wasted." She blushed just as lightly. Sirius didn't seem to notice. He nuzzled at her neck softly with his nose. Jane couldn't help but laugh as he did so. "Sirius…"
"Hmm?" He mumbled, pulling her close to him as his lips brushed her neck.
"You are so wasted." Jane repeated, blushing deeper.
"And you're hot." Sirius rolled his eyes, looking at her confused. "Thought we were just saying the obvious."
"I am not going to make out with you." Jane swore, more to herself than to him.
"Sure about that?" Sirius smirked. He leaned closer and kissed her lips slowly. Jane returned it.
