Their first meeting or the first time they met / The first step in their relationship
He was looking at the mirror, his grey eyes looking back in the reflection. He had been doing the same for quite a while now and he noticed the dark spots bellow his eyes that told he didn't slept that much the night before. Usually doing better things than thinking, more accurately brooding. Sirius Black didn't brood.
He continued to stare in the mirror when his own low hoarse voice snapped him from his thoughts with a "coward". He knew he didn't spoke, so that mean…
Stupid mirror, no one called him coward, not even his own reflection. He gave himself a harsh look before darting outside.
"Took you long, eh Pads," a long thing spectacled boy greeted from the bedroom, "felt sleep in front of the mirror,"
"No," he said. Stupid mirror.
"Something the matter, Pads?" asked, worried, his best friend.
"Couldn't sleep," answered simply, putting his shirt on.
"Brought a bird last night?" asked surprised James.
"No, I didn't," Sirius tried to fix his tie.
"Then?" Potter was a little worried about his friend.
"I was… thinking," Sirius shrugged.
"Did I hurt?" teased the guy with messy hair.
"Kind of," answered the eye-greyed one absent-mindedly.
"Pads…" there was an implied question in his friends eyes, Sirius didn't consider things much, he was more like an action man, and thinking meant something important was going on in the fifth year's mind.
"It's Marls," he answered sitting besides his best friend, in James' bed.
His mom dressed him in those itchy robes he disliked, his hair was glued to his skull with an incantation that must be call hex for what it make him feel, and his shoes were too big and squeaky for him to sneak away and made mayhem with Regulus.
That afternoon they hosted the afternoon tea for the McKinnons. Sirius remembered his mother talk about her cousin Violetta and how she and her daughter would come to the Black Manor to spend the afternoon, and that make Sirius miserable.
The three of them; Sirius, Regulus and their mother, were in the drawing room when Kreacher; the new elf; brought a tall thin woman, with long brown hair and the same dark eyes as his mother. Behind her was a girl his age with bouncy curls, big blue eyes and a pink dress. He hated her immediately.
She stared at everything, she was quite curious, usually her mother wouldn't go to this part of town but Marlene went along, Violetta made her wear the hideous itchy dress and enchant her hair so the curls wouldn't fade. It was torture, TORTURE, but if she complained she wouldn't be able to go to James' house by the end of the week, so she tried to behave. He saw the other kids, both dress almost a like, and combed in the same hideous style, and she knew she would've hate them.
After an hour of behaving Marlene asked for the restroom, too much tea and that's what you get. Aunt Walburga made Sirius, the older one, to show her the way, he was suppose to wait for her so she tried to make it quick. When she went out she was shocked, there was the House Elf, with his horrible bat ears stuck over his eyes and trying to catch a laughing Sirius.
She stared at the whole thing, Sirius stopped laughing and she heard a low "Crap!" scape from his lips. She saw the whole thing again and couldn't help but start to laugh, the elf hitting everything and cursing Sirius name, while punishing himself for misusing the name of the master, was more than she could take.
Sirius' eyes were really wide, and he asked in a soft, shocked voice "You won't tell?" while Marlene laughed shaking her head, and looked at him in an approving way.
Since then Marlene never stopped to amaze him, she was behind the amazing idea of putting permanent washing charm on Snivellius hair; the flood of Slytherin's entrance, and helped crashing Slug club parties. She was a firecracker, just as much as him and James.
"What about Marls?" James asked kind of protective of the blond girl.
"I think… I think…"
"Yeah, we establish that," told him James, but before he could have an answer Sirius was out of the door. "Oi, Black!" tried to call him, but Sirius was already by the first years' dorm and into the Common Room.
Marlene was sitting in the couch in denial, she didn't want to go to class when she felt someone sat besides her, she look up and before she realize it someone was kissing her. She was to shock to do something, it wasn't forced, it wasn't deep; it was a peck on the lips by a dark mane and a familiar smell.
She relaxed and enjoyed the moment, and after what felt too short she heard, "So sweetie ready for Charms?"
"I told you never to call me that, prince," she scold him, but a small smile crawled to her lips, maybe the day wasn't going to be so bad after all.