Sirius woke up the next morning to heavy breathing coming from somewhere in
his room. He slowly rose up to a sitting position, looking about the room.
In the far corner of the room, Helen was asleep on a large velvet green arm
chair. ' What is she doing here?!' He thought putting his head in his
hands. He shivered . 'Damn, it's cold in here.' He thought again, now
realising that he wasn't wearing a shirt. Scrabling out of bed, he searched
for the shirt he wore the previous day, too lazy to get a clean one from
the dresser. The hunter green t shirt managed to find it's way to rest at
Helen's feet. He crawled over to them, carefully prying the shirt from
under her heeled boots. Obviously, he wasn't very careful, about mid-way,
the shirt latched onto Helen's heel and he heard a loud tear come from his
shirt.
'Shit.' He thought again, now picking up Helen's leg to pry the shirt free.
Helen stirred awake, to the forceful movement of her let. 'Sirius? Oh my god, is he looking at- my foot?' She wondered, her eyes slowly opening, though she didn't move.
He pulled the shirt from underneith her boots,, quickly pulling it on. There was a large rip In the center of it. "Great, this was my favorite." He groaned.
"S-s-Sirius?" Helen said meekly, rising up to a sitting position on the chair.
"Ah, Miss Eclipse? What may I ask are you doing in my bedroom?" Sirius asked, still not moving.
"Call me Helen." She said, avoiding the question as she stood up.
"Right, Helen wha-" Sirius was cut off by the opening of a door.
"Everything all- oh." Answered a familiar voice.
Remus had walked into the bedroom, carrying his mug of coffee in with him.
"Oh, Hey- Remus, what are you doing up so early?" Sirius asked sheepishly, analizing the scene around him.
"Morning, Mr. Lupin." Helen responded quickly, before exiting the bedroom with great speed.
"Ah, Sirius. It's 10." Remus replied, arching a brow. "Have an interesting night?" he continued, a large grin on his face.
"Shut up Lupin." Sirius replied bitterly, grabbing his robe and walking downstairs.
'Shit.' He thought again, now picking up Helen's leg to pry the shirt free.
Helen stirred awake, to the forceful movement of her let. 'Sirius? Oh my god, is he looking at- my foot?' She wondered, her eyes slowly opening, though she didn't move.
He pulled the shirt from underneith her boots,, quickly pulling it on. There was a large rip In the center of it. "Great, this was my favorite." He groaned.
"S-s-Sirius?" Helen said meekly, rising up to a sitting position on the chair.
"Ah, Miss Eclipse? What may I ask are you doing in my bedroom?" Sirius asked, still not moving.
"Call me Helen." She said, avoiding the question as she stood up.
"Right, Helen wha-" Sirius was cut off by the opening of a door.
"Everything all- oh." Answered a familiar voice.
Remus had walked into the bedroom, carrying his mug of coffee in with him.
"Oh, Hey- Remus, what are you doing up so early?" Sirius asked sheepishly, analizing the scene around him.
"Morning, Mr. Lupin." Helen responded quickly, before exiting the bedroom with great speed.
"Ah, Sirius. It's 10." Remus replied, arching a brow. "Have an interesting night?" he continued, a large grin on his face.
"Shut up Lupin." Sirius replied bitterly, grabbing his robe and walking downstairs.
