I was dubiously looking at my reflection in the mirror. Since my dress inventory was pretty limited, to say the least, I went home to find something in my mom's walk-in. I found a long-sleeves, just-above the knees cream-colored lace dress. The victorian-style neckline decorated with a fine black velvet bow was very cute. The cream colour was making my skin an even paler tone, and my mom got the brilliant idea to apply dark-red lipstick on my lips, so it was VERY contrasting. She said it was incredibly gorgeous, I was more thinking that it was a little too-much. She also did something with my hair, taking half of it up, and lend me black heels. For a final touch, she put small diamonds to my ears, ancient jewels from her grandmother.

- Are you sure? I don't want to look like a strumpet, I said to my mom.

- Dorcas, you're elegant, like a movie star from the fifties, she winked at me.

- If you say so... Well, gotta go in a bit...

- Before you go, I just wanted to talk to you about... You know... You and Sirius, are you... Intimate?

- Mom...!

- I'm not trying to dissuade you to, Dorcas, I just wanted to be sure you recall the protection spells, you know, for you to not make me a grandmother at forty?

- I do remember. And just so you know, we didn't, yet, I said.

- It's important to be ready, love, and to not let anyone push you in that direction if you're not. Even if you love him very much.

- He's not pushy.

- Great, I love him even more, then, my mom smiled at me.

- Well, that is settled, then, I said, turning to go fetch my bag to leave.

- Dory? One last thing? My mom called back at me.

- Yeah? I asked, a little sternly.

- Live life to the fullest, love, especially these days. Things are dangerous out there, so make the best of it, all right?

Her eyes were wet and she said that very fervently. Usually I'm a little bored by all her warnings, but not anymore, especially after everything that happened, the attacks on me, the dramatically increasing number of murders... I got an impulse to hug her tight.

- I know, I will... I love you mom...

- I love you more, she sighed, kissing my forehead.

Within the last months, seeing all the attacks and murders from death eaters, more and more residences were now pretty much closed from the exterior. I couldn't simply apparated where I wanted anymore, like directly unto James' house. I apparated at the front door instead, knocked and wait. That was weird, I realised that I never used that door before. The door opened on one of James' family house-elf, her name was Cricket, if I remembered correctly.

- Welcome, Miss Meadowes, she said, can I take your coat?

- I'll take it from here, Cricket, I heard behind her.

Sirius was coming from the kitchen, breath-takingly elegant in his black dress robes, smiling at me. He went behind me and helped me out of my coat. Then, he came back to face me and took his time eying me from head to toes.

- You like the dress? I asked him, unsure.

- Hm. I'm ambivalent. You look so good in it that I'm asking myself what could possibly prevent me to just bring you upstairs to tear it...

I blushed at the idea of it.

- Dorcas! How lovely to see you again! I heard in Sirius' back.

- Right, that's what preventing me... He sighed, before he steps away to let me see James' mother.

- Merry Christmas, Mrs. Potter, I smiled at her as she was hugging me warmly.

- So glad to see you, she said, while releasing me. And I was very happy to know that you two are together, she said, sqeezing Sirius' shoulder affectionally.

- Hey, Meadowes! I heard James shout from the top of the stairs.

He ran down the stairs and closed in on my pretty fast, giving me a bear hug.

- Nice to see you too, I laughed while he was crushing my bones. Lily's not here yet?

- No, she'll arrive at the same time as most of the guests, James said.

- And those are going to arrive in about an hour, said Mrs. Potter, with a little panic in her voice. There's still so much to do! She added.

- Can I help? I offered.

- Of course, not, you're a guest, dear, Mrs. Potter said.

- Nonsense, I stayed here for days, it's the least I can do. It's settled, then, James, could you bring my suitcase up? I demanded him more than asked. I'm following your orders, Mrs. Potter, I smiled at her.

- Do you know all of these people? I asked James, as we were seeing the flow of people entering the big reception room.

- Most of them, yeah, it's pretty much always the same people year after year. Since we don't have that many relatives, it's mostly family friends and business partners, James replied.

- Usually we make act of presence for a while, then there's an alternative party for the youngs to get rid of the parents, Sirius said, while discreetly spiking my punch glass with his Firewhisky's flask, his back to the crowd.

- Please reassure me, you're not expecting me to dance, do you? I asked him as he was giving me back my glass.

- Sadly, yes. There's kind of an official waltz, Euphemia insist that we participate... He grimaced.

- Well, you got me curious, with whom did you dance the other times? I frowned at him.

He was about to answer when we got interrupted by a girl's voice.

- HEYYYY! I heard, before a mass of long and curly black hair pass before me and crashed into James' arms.

- Hey, Rose, James greeted her warmly.

She let go of him, and I got a view of the stunning girl. Her eyes were a vibrant apple-green colour, her lips a perfect shade of dark pink, her small and perfectly-shape face with an amused smirk as she turned to Sirius.

- Hey, stranger, she greeted him with a clearly seductive tone in her voice.

A warning bell rang in my head. History. Clearly there was some between Sirius and that ridiculously beautiful girl. I looked at him and he smiled back at her, before he pulled me closer to him.

- Dorcas, this is Rosalyn Taylor, Rose, this is Dorcas Meadowes, my girlfriend, he added.

The girl's face literally dropped from the surprise.

- Really? A girlfriend? Wow, nice to meet you, Dorcas, she said, taking my hand in her and shaking it. That's interesting... She said, before she let go of my hand.

- Yeah, she's clearly pretty versed with Amortentia, Sirius laughed, before I nudged him in the ribs.

- Yeah right, that's his version of it. Here's mine; I finally decided to give a chance to my creepy stalker, I laughed.

- Oh, burn! James clapped his hands in praise.

Rosalyn took a glass from a house-elf's platter passing by and turned to Sirius.

- Here, she said, I need that special additional flavour of yours, she said, giving him her glass. So, James, did you finally got that red head you're always buggering us with?

- He actually did, Sirius laughed, giving her back her glass.

- Wow, cheers to that, then, she said, clinking her glass against James'.

- Who's she, exactly? I asked James, as I was frowning at Rosalyn who looked like she was always turning around my boyfriend.

- Who? He said, then followed my gaze in their direction. Oh. Rose. Yeah, she's like a cousin to me, our parents have been friends for like, forever. We spent most of our vacations with them. Then, Sirius began to come to that soiree when he was... fourteen? I think. They kind of... Got along pretty well...

- And by that you mean she's kind of his party or vacation's girlfriend? I said, a little irritated.

- I wouldn't have say it like that... But... Yeah, something of the sort...

- Great.

- Are you jealous, Meadowes? I thought it was Sirius' thing, he mocked me before he put his arm on my shoulders.

- How not to be, she looks like she's about to jump his bones all the time.

- Sirius is quite the charmer, you knew that. But that's not important. He chose you. He wouldn't do anything to ruin that, you know.

- I mean, look at her, she's so pretty... I sighed, unconvinced by his attempt to convince me.

- So what? She lacks a very important quality, he shrugged.

- Which is? I asked.

- She's not you, idiot! He mocked me, poking my forehead with his index multiple times.

That was a nice thing to say, but I was finding it hard to be convinced as I looked at that stunning girl whispering something in Sirius' ear. At that moment, he turned and looked at me, smiling.

- Annnnd, it's Waltz time, so I'll go fetch my beautiful dance partner, James winked at me before he left, going in direction of Lily, who was in deep conversation with Remus.

Sirius came to join me.

- Care for a dance? He smiled at me.

- Nope, but I'll go anyway, I smiled back.

Sirius

I was getting out of my bedroom's bathroom and wasn't really surprised to find that Rosalyn was waiting for me, sitting on the edge of my bed. She's always been all over me, and I never minded that much before, because I was enjoying the attention and what came along with it... But, tonight, seeing that I wasn't interested in sleeping with her anymore, it was just plainly annoying. I didn't know really how to get rid of her without hurting her, that wasn't my intention. She doesn't deserve it.

- Hey, party's too boring? I asked her casually.

- As usual, I'm craving something more... Fun, she smiled seductively at me.

- You're looking in the wrong place, I said.

- You know I don't care about the girlfriend, she replied.

- Oh, I do know you don't, I smirked.

She got up from my bed and came close to me.

- I bet she's not able to please you as well as I do, she whispered to me.

- Rose... you knew this wasn't serious, I said. You knew that wouldn't last... I told you the first time we...

- Yeah, and yet, every time, for three years, you came back for more, she purred.

- I wasn't involve with anyone, then, I explained.

- You came back, every time, because we're good together. Girlfriends or boyfriends won't change that. I have a boyfriend too, you know, that doesn't change anything for me, she said.

- Well, it does change something, for me.

- So what, your girlfriend doesn't like to share?

- Thing is, I don't want to share her either, I said.

- Come on, you know you want to, she said, her hand trailing on my shirt obviously heading south.

I reached her hand and stopped her before she gets there.

- Rose. We had fun. And I still appreciate you. But it's over. Don't do this. You're only making a fool of yourself, I added.

She took her hand back from mine harshly, now glaring at me.

- Very well, then, you can go to hell, she said, while turning on her heels and getting out of my bedroom.

Dorcas

Well, I was clearly a little out of it, I thought, finishing my drink. The alternative party was taking place in the guest house and I think I may have abused of James' cocktails. Plus, I very stupidly forgot to pack James' potions, so I was gonna endure some well-deserved hangover tomorrow... I was wondering where Sirius was, he was nowhere in sight.

- May I interest you in my specialty, I heard behind me.

It was Rosalyn. She was showing me a vibrant pink cocktail with a smile.

- I don't know, I think I may have had enough, I said.

- Come on, it's Christmas! She shouted, looking not very sober herself.

- … Why not...? I let her win, not wanting to argue that much.

- Great, here, she said, giving me a glass from a jug.

I sniffed it, it smelled like strawberry. I tasted it, and it was actually not bad.

- Thanks, I said.

- So, how is it? Being Sirius' girlfriend, I mean?

- Oh. It's great... I said.

- I mean, between us two, he's something, you know, in bed, don't you think? The things he can do with this tongue of his, Merlin! You two must sneak out all the time, right? He's so insatiable!

She looked at me with a smirk, as I was too flabbergasted to answer.

- That doesn't bother you, right? I mean, we can share, since we both know him well in that area?

I blushed a little, feeling very stupid and inexperienced. I was wondering what to say to not look lame.

- Dorcas, you look like you don't know what I'm talking about, did you two not...? Oh, don't tell me you're a virgin?

- I mean, we've been together for only... Less than two months...

- Oh. I see. I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said those things, she said, with something like a fake contrite face, before she went back to join the others in the living room.

Well, that was interesting... Clearly, she's been shagging Sirius for years. And here I was, his frigid girlfriend who still doesn't shag him after nearly two months of relationship. That needs to change, I thought. And it wasn't because I didn't want to. I mean, I think I've never wanted something more in my life. It was just insecurity. I didn't want to be bad at it. I mean, how many bimbos slept with him before? He has plenty to compare me with. I had no-one. I may be a lousy shag. Right now, though, it felt like I could be not that bad. I think alcohol was giving me courage. Let's make the best of it, then, I thought, downing my glass.

I pushed Sirius in my room and literally threw myself at him, snogging him fervently.

- Well, drunk ass, you're eager tonight! He laughed at me.

- Can you unzip me? I asked him, turning my back on him.

- Sure... He said.

I felt his warm fingers on my neck, then along my spine as he unzipped my dress, until it reached my lower back. The sensation was divine on my back. I turned around and looked him in the eyes while I shrugged out of my dress and dropped it on the floor.

- Dorcas, what are you... He began.

- Don't you think it's time we took a step forward? I purred, finding it quite difficult to pronounce everything rightly due to my drunken state.

- We're in no rush, Fury, he said.

- Right, you don't want to, great, I said, feeling stupid standing in front of him in my underwear.

I turned around to go hide in the bathroom, but he reaches for my hand and pulled me back to him.

- You got it all wrong, Dorcas. Believe me, I want to.

- Clearly, you slept with all the bimbos in the world, I understand that I'm pale in comparison... I complained in a whiny annoying voice.

- All the bimbos in the world, really? He said, mocking me.

I pulled my hand away from his harshly and went to my bed, pulling the covers up and turning my back to him. I heard him laugh a little, before I felt the mattress move when he sat in my back.

- Stop laughing at me, I groaned.

- Tell me what's going on, then, he said.

- Nothing, I've just heard about your sexual relationship with Rosalyn... I began.

- And?

- And, it made me feel... Like a lousy pathetic prude, I sighed.

- A prude, eh? He said.

I heard him take off his shoes and felt him entering the bed to snuggle me. He began to delicately kiss my neck, then shoulder, while I was feeling his hand on my bra, unclasping it. He gently took it off me.

- If you were a prude, you wouldn't let me do this, right? He whispered in my ear.

His hand came to cup my breast, gently stroking it, then pinching the nipple a little bit, making me gasp.

- Also, a prude wouldn't let me do this, he said, while I felt his hand reaching my underwear and pulling on it to take it off.

His hand reached my most sensitive spot and began caressing it, making me moan in an instant. My head was still spinning a little, from the alcohol abuse, but it felt more like my inhibitions were vanished, leaving me only my appetite for what was happening. His hand was alternating between my boobs and down south, to the point that I was about to explode from the need to be released.

- Please, Sirius, I implored him.

- Oh? My prude girlfriend wants something? He laughed in my ear.

- Shut up, already. I get it, all right? Now, please, I insisted, taking his hand and bringing it where I needed it.

- That's my naughty Fury, he whispered, biting my ear.

I reached my peak only seconds after, muffling my pleasure in my pillow. Then, I turned to him, as he was smiling at me in the faint glow of the fire dying in the hearth.

- See? Not a prude, he said. We took our time, because this is all new to you, and I want you to enjoy it, every step of the way, he added, kissing me.

- I understand, I said. But, there's a step I wanted to take for quite a while, now...

- Which is? He asked, smiling.

I didn't answer. Instead, I went under the blanket and began to unbutton his trousers.

- Oh no no no! I heard him say, as I was beginning to unzip him.

- What the heck? I said.

He pulled on me to get me out from under the blanket.

- What is your problem? I asked, irritated.

- My problem is, if you're doing this, you're not hiding under these, he said, pointing the blanket. I want to look at you while you do it, he said, his eyes shining with an excited glow.

- Oh. You do? I asked.

- Are you really doubting that I've seen you do this countless times in my head? He smirked at me.

- All right, then, I shrugged, unbuttoning his shirt.

Then, he raised up to a sitting position, his back to the headboard, while I was resuming the removing of the pants. I was surprised to find him immediately naked.

- Oh. So, no underwears? I asked, unable to tear my eyes from the view to look at his face.

- No, I'm not a fan of knickers, he said, his voice a lower tone

That fact would clearly never leave my mind when I'll look at him in the future... I was unable to wait longer, I just reached for him with my right hand. I immediately looked up to him, to see that he was enjoying even just that simple touch. The feeling was great. I was feeling in control. In control of both of us. That was empowering. I began to move my hand a little, still looking at his face and he looked pretty pleased. I stick with my first plan and accompanied my hand with my mouth. That's when he completely lost it...

OUCH. It felt like a deja-vu. Like months ago, when I woke up in the same bed, with the same feeling that my head was imploding and that I was searching for water in a desert. I got up, realised that I was naked, then remembered. Oh, yeah. We didn't go all the way, but I think we could say that we step up. Why isn't he here in bed with me? I don't remember him going away. Arf. I really felt like crap. I put my pyjama on, went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and splashed water on my face. Ughhh... I went out of my room and entered Sirius'. He was fast asleep, lying on his stomach, his hands under his pillow. I climbed in bed next to him, groaning loudly. He opened his eyes and looked at me.

- Morning, drunk ass, he welcomed me.

- Kill me now.

- Hangover much?

- I forgot my damned potions home, I complained.

He got up, open a drawer, rummaged in it for a while, then came back in bed.

- Here, Prongs gave it to me, but you look like you need it more than I do, he said, giving me a potion.

- Best Christmas gift ever, I praised him.

- What? If I had known it was so easy to please you, I wouldn't have bothered to find you a gift!

- Oh no, do bother, I loved it, I said, thinking about the Foe glass he gave me yesterday. Don't mind me, I'm not in a normal state, I groaned, before I popped open the potion and downed it with a grimace.

- So, remember anything about last night? He smirked at me.

- If you're asking if I remember about giving you a blow job, yeah, I do, I said, smirking back.

I wasn't ashamed about it, since clearly, he loved it.

- Merlin, where you not supposed to be prude? He smiled.

- Being prude is boring, being depraved is much more interesting, I said.

- That is so not a depraved pyjama, though, he mocked my red flannelette piece of clothes.

- Boring, eh? I said, the potion getting me in a better shape already.

I got up from the bed.

- Hey, don't go, I was joking, he smiled.

- Yeah, right, you're very unappreciative of this perfectly fine piece of clothing, I said, unbuttoning it.

- You're right, I can see it better now, from your point of view, he said, raising an eyebrow.

I opened my pyjama top, just enough for him to see that I wasn't wearing any bra, but leaving the last two buttons fastened, before I took off the pants and tossed them farther with my foot.

- Well, you don't mind if I borrow your shower, right? I asked, opening the bathroom's door.

I was turning the shower on when I heard him follow me.

After the delicious shower, we had breakfast with the Potters and Lily. Then, Sirius took me for a ride on his motorcycle. We were flying for a while now, and I was enjoying every second of it. The feeling was incredible, up there, in the wind, above the clouds. He took a turn and began to go down. Where was he taking me? We weren't in James' house neighbourhood, nor near my gran or else. We landed in front of a wood barrier blocking a path into the woods. Sirius took out his wand and silently casted Alohomora on the barrier, because it clicked open. We rolled in, then he closed it again after us. I was more and more intrigued, but it was hard to have a conversation with the loud sound coming from the bike, so I waited. We rode down the path for a while, then arrived in a little clearing with a small fieldstone house in the centre of it. Sirius stopped the bike and we disembarked from it.

- Where are we? I asked.

He smiled at me, while rummaging in his pocket, then showed me an old key.

- This is my place, he grinned.

- WHAT? I shouted.

- Yeah. I've been doing the same thing you did at your flat, I was setting up my new home. You like it?

- Do I... Are you kidding? I said, looking at it. I LOVE IT. I want to see inside, I rushed him.

- Follow me, then, he smiled at me while going to the door to unlock it.

Then, he opened the door and let me go before him. He took his wand to open the curtains and the lights. The ground floor was one big open room. We were entering in the kitchen and dining room, then there was a big fireplace in the centre of it, delimiting this area with the living room that was on the back. Sirius casted a spell on the fireplace to light up a fire.

- So? He asked, as I felt his stare on my back while I was exploring and passing my hand over the beautiful vintage furniture.

- How did you find this place? I asked.

- It's Fleamont's find. You know, the muggle who sold our new Quidditch spot to him? They're getting old, and this place here was their second residence, their cabin in the woods, where they would come to spend the weekends. They don't want to take care of it anymore, so they decided to sell it. Great, right?

- Great? This place is perfect for you, I said, turning to him, before I passed in front of him to head upstairs.

The stairs were leading to a corridor with three doors. The first was a bathroom, with a shower and an antique standing bathtub, with one side going higher, perfect to lean your back on it. I was for sure trying this bath soon... Then, the second door was a small bedroom, with pale blue walls and a patchwork bedcover on the white iron-framed bed.

- For visitors, I heard in my back.

I turned to look at him.

- Visitors like me? I smiled.

- Oh no. You have a VIP pass, giving you free access to the other room. My bedroom, he said, smiling back at me.

I followed him to the last door. He opened it on a more spacious room, with dark red walls, clearly showing how much he likes Gryffindor's colours. The bed was ebony with big wooden uprights and a black and soft-looking comforter. Sirius lit the fire in the big black fireplace as I was entering the room to look at it. Sirius' house. Sirius' bedroom.

- I love your house, I said, turning to look at him.

- And I love to see you in it, especially here, he said, coming closer.

he plunged his hand into my hair and pulled me towards him to kiss me. I answered immediately, pulling him closer to me to deepen it.

- Sirius? I asked him, as we were taking a pause to breath.

- Hm? He simply answered.

- That bed clearly needs to see more action, after years with boring old blokes, I suggested.

- You think? He raised an eyebrow, smirking at me.

Not answering, I began to pull on his dark gray woolen jumper, passing it over his head to get it off. He did the same with me. We got naked pretty fast. He kissed me, then made me do a circle and put me in front of him, my back on his chest. I raised my head and saw that we were in front of the big ornated mirror over the drawer's chest.

- Look how beautiful you are, he whispered in my ear.

I looked at my reflection. My eyes were shiny, my cheeks were flushed, my breast were pointing next to my long wavy hair cascading on each side of it. Sirius took one side of my hair and tossed it behind my shoulder, revealing more of my breast. I looked up at him, to see that he was staring at my body in the mirror. His right hand came to cup my right breast. Like the other times he did this last night and in the shower this morning, the sensation was exquisite. It actually sent electric currents directly to my underbelly. His other hand rested on my belly and pressed gently on it for me to be glued to him, making me feel the wanting he had for me in my lower back. His hand went down and went to touch me down there, making me moan a little. I rested my head on his shoulder and felt him kissing my jaw. I closed my eyes as he was caressing me gently, one hand on my breast and the other between my legs.

- Open your eyes, Fury... He whispered to me. Look at yourself, he added.

I opened my eyes and looked at him, his eyes very dark, looking at mine through the mirror's reflection. My cheeks were now turning crimson red under his sweet torture. It wasn't fair. He still has all his control as I was more and more turning unto a wreck. I struggled a little to free one of my hand and reach for him in my back, touching him over his pants.

- Fury, if you go there now, I may have difficulty to keep focused on what I'm doing, he groaned.

- I don't care, I said, contorting myself in the effort of opening his pants.

Seeing my struggles, his right hand let go of my boob and helped mine with its task.

- While at it... He said, pulling me to the bed and pushing me gently on it.

I looked at him with a mix of curiosity, fear and excitation.

- Merlin, he groaned, looking at me before he came in bed over me, kissing me fervently and full of tongue, his hands exploring me as I was doing the same with mine...

- Hmmm...?

Sirius was weakly trying to open his eyes. We fell asleep naked and snuggling under the blankets earlier. The sun was already declining a little, so it must be the end of the afternoon. I began to kiss him and caress his face to wake him up. That was fun. I mean, yeah, there was a little ache, for a while, at first when he entered me, but it didn't last. It turned fun pretty fast. We did it two times in a row before we just ran out of energy and fell asleep. I understand now what the fuss was about. It's actually very fun. And intense. I woke up, looked at Sirius, his smell all over me and around me, and it all came back at once. The desire. The wanting. The urge. I wanted more. I began to caress his perfect chest, my hand trailing down slowly. He opened his eyes and smirked at me.

- Really? He mocked me.

- If you don't want to, it's fine, I said, getting up from bed.

- Bring that magnificent naked butt in here! He laughed.

I came back to bed, laughing.

I was still dozing off when I heard a distant sound. Was it a knock at the door?

- SIRIUS? DORCAS?

It was James' voice. There was something wrong with it. There was urgency, panic in it. I sat down quickly, looking worriedly at Sirius who was already getting up and beginning to put clothes on. I did the same, but he was quicker and went to his door, with only pants on.

- Oi! We're here, James, I'm coming! He said, worry clear in his voice while getting out of the bedroom.

I had a bad feeling about this. There was a lump in my throat. I took a second, shook my head, reassuring myself that nothing was wrong. They surely were just worried were we was. We were gone for hours and didn't tell anyone where we were going. I put my bra on and found my sweater at the end of the bed. I opened the bedroom door and listened. The boys were speaking downstairs, I wasn't hearing well, but they were clearly upset. When I went down the stairs, they stop talking and raised their head to look at me. They looked afraid of me. What the hell was going on?

- What? I asked, beginning to feel upset too, even though I had no idea what was the cause.

- We were looking for you, Dorcas... Something very bad happened... James began.

Sirius came closer to me with a terrified look in his eyes.

- You... James said that we need to go see your dad, at your gran's.

- What happened? I asked, my heart skipping a beat.

- I shouldn't... I shouldn't be the one to... James sighed.

- James Potter, you're telling me right now, I said with a demanding tone.

- Your parents... They made a... They set a trap to try to catch... Those death eaters...

- Yeah? I said, urging him.

- It's like... Information leaked or something... The Death eaters were waiting for them... They were outnumbered...

- Are they fine? I asked, gripping James' arm.

- Your dad is a little hurt, but he'll be fine... He said, trying to avoid my insistent gaze.

- What about my mom? I asked, fearing his answer.

- She... She got the killing curse...

I felt Sirius trying to support me as I was falling down from the shock, before I blacked out.