You guessed it! Insomnia! Enjoy my friends!

Iris woke up with the taste of cigarettes and alcohol on her breath as she rolled off the couch and fell rather unceremoniously to the hardwood floor with a yelp. Groaning painfully she sat up and tried to focus on the world around her when Kreacher popped into existence before her holding a glass of glowing blue liquid.

"For the Good Lady Black, it not be fixing everything, but it will be helping her cope with her bad decisions from last night."

Iris stared at the smirking house elf, eyed the glass in question a moment, and then shrugged while sighing in resignation. Taking the glass from him and downing its contents in one gulp, she barely resisted the urge to throw it all back up as she tossed the glass aside while gagging. Heaving heavily Iris pulled her limbs tightly to her chest as she hyperventilated for a time before her muscles relaxed, and her mind cleared. Eventually she uncurled herself and shot a glare at Kreacher while snarking out, "I have the strangest feeling I've become a bad influence on you my friend."

The elf smirked in return while shrugging, "Kreacher has no idea what the Good Lady Black be speaking of. Breakfast will be prepared for the Good Lady Black and the ….Nearly Acceptable Mutt when yous is ready to move about."

Nearly Acceptable…oh, right, Sirius.

Oh. FUCK. Sirius…

"R-right…I'm going to bathe first and…then, I'll deal with the…the things."

Then of all possible reactions Kreacher simply rolled his eyes while drawling out, "Yes Good Lady Black, I believe yous will be handling things like an adult. I will be awaiting your next call until then," and with that he popped away.

Iris stared at the empty spot of flooring for a moment before she fully registered that she had just been sassed by her house elf…

She couldn't be prouder of him.

After showering, brushing her teeth, twice, and getting properly dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a Holyhead Harpies hoody, Iris stumbled downstairs still feeling like death warmed over.

Trudging towards the kitchen island, she sat on a stool across from Sirius and snatched the cup of tea that appeared before her downing it in one gulp without question.

A refill appeared seconds later, sipping it and actually bothering to taste it this time Iris couldn't help but relish the flavor. Leaving the steaming cup beneath her nose so she could inhale the heavenly vapor she eventually met Sirius' gaze, and holy fuck did he look wrecked.

Bloodshot eyes, swollen eyelids, lanky, and (ick) greasy hair, all combined with a despondent gaze as he actively avoided meeting her eyes?

Yeah…ok no

"Sirius, is there a problem?"

She knew damn well there was one, she had been drunk as a skunk but she remembered…and didn't really regret kissing him, if she were to be completely honest with herself.

He averted his gaze from hers, again, and then muttered out, "No, nothing's wrong."

Oh for fucks sake…men!

Taking another sip of her tea, Iris closed her eyes, swallowed her drink, meeting his gaze evenly while succinctly stating, "Bullshit."

Sirius remained silent for a time, fidgeted with his own cup, sipped from it, sighed, and then met her gaze, finally.

"You kissed me last night."

Iris couldn't help but default on this one, "Well…duh?"

His mind seemed to freeze at that response, eventually he managed to get out, "Wait, what?"

She snorted while rolling her eyes, "Very eloquently stated Padfoot. Yes I kissed you, I was drunk, but that doesn't change things it just makes them sadly plain as day. I can never go home, I am incredibly lonely, you are sexy, and genetically speaking we're three generations removed so no fear of flipper babies. We're into each other, get along with each other, and we've spent nearly a year denying that, alcohol just sort of made me honest about that fact."

He muttered out a stammered, "Wha-what?" This had Iris sighing in exasperation as she stood up from her stool, walked around the island table, and leaned forward kissing Sirius for a long moment before breaking it returning to her seat.

With a hint of amusement Iris considered the fact while he had no idea what the metaphor meant, Sirius was very much 'blue screening' at the moment.

Eventually Sirius stirred from his stupor while Iris was munching a piece of heavily buttered toast while reading the newspaper, and suddenly grabbed her wrist much to her displeasure.

Still trying to twist her hand to bite her slice of toast she sent Sirius an annoyed scowl while drawling out, "Yes?"

With a yelp he tugged her up from her stool making Iris drop her toast and paper while dragging her to the sitting room, leaving her cursing the entire way.

"Jesus tap dancing Christ in a miniskirt Padfoot what the fuck do you think you're doing?!"

Ignoring her he released her arm and turned to the many shelves housing cassette tapes and vinyl albums lining the walls before finding his query. Iris, despite her annoyance remained silent as he pulled a record out, loaded it on the player, and dropped its arm down.

'Let me hear your heart beat, let me feel your heart beat, let me touch your heart beat, cause I can change your heart beat.'

"Are you serious?" She stated flatly, only recognizing her mistake a moment later as her companion grinned at her brightly.

"I am always Sirius, and I think we're alone now, and there doesn't seem to be anyone around. May I have this dance my lady?"

She smacked his shoulder while snapping at out, "Don't call me that!"

As Tiffany's "I Think we're Alone Now" played across the room she eventually sighed in exasperation and took an expectant Sirius's hand causing him to grin like the idiot he was as they soon began dancing around the room.

Despite still feeling a bit ill from the night before, despite the slight squickness of him being a far younger, mentally and physically healthier version of her godfather; Iris couldn't help staring up at his grinning visage with a note of longing.

Eventually she leaned into his chest, simply swaying back and forth, eventually the record ended, and Iris lifted her head enough to whisper out, "Can you hear my heartbeat?"

Sirius stiffened a moment, then pulled her closer, "I can feel your heartbeat…"

They stayed like that for a time when they eventually heard an amused cough behind them. Turning around the pair saw the highly amused Grangers and an embarrassed Harry and Hermione standing behind them.

Emma raised a single brow as she drawled out, "I'm sorry, did we interrupt something?"

Goddess damn it all...