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CHAPTER NINETEEN - THE MORNING
Julia finally laid herself on her back, breathing calmer, smiling uncannily. Her tears were gone at last, Sirius felt relief. Now he could watch her eyes wandering around the ceiling (wooden, renovated and painted blue). His fingers were moving slowly across Julia's curls, so messy on the pillow. So peaceful and homey the moment was. He gloated over the sheets (clean, white with red, flowers fancy-work), over the room, the situation. He loved Julia so much.
Julia was still absent: her eyes acted as if were looking for something on the ceiling. She was very thoughtful, Sirius loved to observe her thinking. She had usually mocked about that. Thinking? What bullshit! Escaping, more probably. Well, Sirius thought, she could mock and get irritated but she was beautiful while thinking, so funny and charming. A girl before a prank. He could recall every single morning so similar to this one. Her eyes rambling carefully around. Her eyebrows drew together, olive-green irises drilling him. Drilling? What?, he thought and smiled. Julia turned away to the window and it opened loudly allowing fresh air and bright sun inside. They could hear the birds singing, peaceful place.
Julia covered her shoulders with the quilt and was still staring into Sirius' eyes (so warm, so brown, God, like chestnuts, beautiful and deep; why, why these black spots inside, why that hollow look?). He was smiling, under such smile every woman would melt. Julia allowed it to melt her for a while and with a suspicious grin asked.
'What!!?'
'I'll have to catch up on a lot', he said about the way she opened the window, without speaking or using her wand. His hand gently touched her cheek and caressed it. She closed her eyes, she loved it. Such touch was one of the things worth fighting for. She smiled, like and angel, but Sirius wasn't naïve, he saw the devil.
'Let's start right now', she said, seriously but she couldn't avoid a giggle. Sirius grinned. They were playing, no tears, no talks (not yet), but a relaxing game. He leaned over her and said, firmly and solemnly, almost touching with his lips her ear.
'Today, baby, we won't do anything.'
'Oh, yeah?', Julia asked, sharp-tongued, but bit her lip because of his hot breath on the side of her neck.
'Oh yeah!', he answered and laid on the top of her, catching her wrists. He put her arms behind her head, clutching them. His thumbs were slowly stroking her hands. He moved gently and kissed her lips. One, two. She closed her eyes and moaned. Mmm, so soon? Sirius, the experienced player was astonished. Right, her moan was malevolent and vicious. He kept kissing her and waited. A moment later she used her magic to tickle his belly. He jumped out of the bed, couldn't stand the funny pain, the laughter. Tried to catch Julia's eye, but she was also giggling.
'Damn it, Jill!!!!!', he shouted when he caught his breath, Julia's spell was fading away. 'Stop it!! Aaaa.'
She doubled the curse and laughed, loudly and clearly. The sweetest melody. But he couldn't enjoy it now: he was bundling on the wooden floor, trying to escape the tickling. Julia was leaning over him from the bed (this was a high bed, Sirius thought, she was so distant). Sting looked funny with ruffled hair and red cheeks in tears because of laughter. He tried to catch her but she leaned back and all he got was air and another part of tickles.
When he saw her again she was trying hard to look dignifiedly and earnest but the giggle she was disguising made her look so amusing that Sirius laughed because of that. The battle was lost, he thought, lying naked below her feet. But the war is not over. He grinned when she closed eyes because of laughter. Now was his last chance: he stretched his arm, caught hers and pulled down on the floor. Before she could say 'what?' he laid on the top of her again, still suffering the tickles, but was determined not to let her go and have such fun again. Different fun he wanted. He caught her hands, placed them behind her head and chocolate brown hair. He looked deeply into her eyes. She saw the passion, lust and love. She saw him. She stopped cursing on him and felt his sigh of relief. That was cruel! She smiled, now he wanted to be cruel, but couldn't resist kissing her soft, carmine lips. His hands released hers and began their trip down her body. Julia moaned.
*/\*/\*/\*
Sirius was lying on his back, breathing even calmer. He put his hands around Julia's waist and was stroking her slowly. He covered them with the quilt: they didn't bother to go back on the bed again.
'Oh.', he smiled when Julia groaned, hiding her in his chest. She was thrilling gently and her hand tenderly touched his face.
'You're back, baby?', he asked. He was jealous about her long-lasting climax, but he loved her and wanted her to be satisfied. He felt her smile, Julia giggled but said seriously, her voice distant but approaching.
'I've never been closer.', she embraced him and they laid still.
'Dumbledore said you had finished the book', he said after a while. Julia's head was still on his chest, her breath was cooling his body.
'A book!', Julia mocked, home again, he thought. 'I called it "BASISC", but I am aware that the name "INTRODUCTION" would be more suitable.'
'He said he was sorry he hadn't trusted you', Sirius continued, Julia still didn't move. 'I knew you had known the truth? So why.'
'Si, Sirius. I tried. I yelled, explained, shouted, nobody believed', Julia lifted on her elbow. 'Well, I had an argument with all of them: Headmaster, McGonagall, Moony, Moody. Nobody listened', she cried. 'None. Finally I was told to take care about the WORK and leave you, for I couldn't help. I've sent thousands of requests to visit you there or to. It didn't work. I'm so sorry!!', she hid her face in his arms. He was holding her wishing her bad mood disappeared. He wanted no more remorse!
Julia must have felt that through her skin. She would have never wanted to hurt him or make him feel sad. She changed the subject. He smiled, she always did so. In one sentence she could contain seven different ideas. She didn't seem to care that her chatter doesn't catch up with her thoughts. A talk was for her another way of thinking. Sirius got used to that quickly, well, he was smart, wasn't he?
'You already know much, Si', she was talking about ancient art abilities. He waited. 'You could transform in dog's form without your wand (we must get you new one, I must go to Paris or send Poisoner, I wonder where he is now, he should have felt you're here, do you remember.). This is quite an achievement.'
'But still, I guess I would destroy the room before I opened the window.'
Julia giggled. Thanks God! Now they could talk about the past, about their abilities, about the time they were not together without remorse, cries and tears.
'It's not so difficult, Black', good, old, pert Julia sneered. 'You have good basis, as I remember.'
'Well, it was so long ago, I don't remember, I lost my skills, I don't know if I can read anymore. No wand, no magic, poor, stupid boy on his own. I need a teacher to improve, baby.'
Julia laughed shortly and gazed at him, both with disbelief and amusement.
'Yeah, sure. I would like to remind you that because of your inability to produce magic I will have to show my ID to prove my adultness after apparating (A/N is this how it is written?). Another kiss and I will look as a two-year-old child. No, I guess you need lot's of teachers!'
They kissed slightly and he took her hand and kissed it. He kissed a tiny silver ring that she wore. He had similar one: they got them from the Potters and Dumbledore one Xmas: the Ancient rings that would always prove the fire that's between them. And would give them back their outlooks and health when separated. He sighed.
'I doubted whether it works.'
Julia smiled. She had no such doubts. She had learned too much about the ancient to doubt. That hurt, that she had to work on this alone. Learning about one's abilities without a chance to prove them. Silly things like closing the windows or transforming objects were nothing compared to the art they could do together. She was afraid of that power still. Without him she was in fact afraid of every move.
'we should have done this all together. I hated working alone', little liar, she loved working alone, but he knew what she meant. The responsibility for the work was too huge for one, even powerful, wizard or witch. 'You've seen Harry, haven't you. Tell me.'
He smiled at the remembrance of his godson. He described her their adventures, Julia was laughing and listening carefully. He had all of her attention. When he finished, she said
'Peter's alive? I thought you had killed him.'
'You thought I am a murderer?? Baby!', reproaching at her was wonderful. They laughed.
'Oh, so it wasn't you who wanted to kill him last full moon???', he tickled her and then embraced tighter, kissing her hair. 'Stop it', she demanded when he tickled her again. 'So Moony believed you. Thanks God, he's not such an asshole as I expected.'
'Hey, you are imputing my friend. He'll have to apologize to you anyway.'
'That's OK, you know I won't keep his behavior in mind. I'm glad he knows. God, I've never expected that people would trust you more than me. Are you hungry?'
Sirius barked with a laughter and said:
'don't tell me you've learnt how to cook', he kissed her cheek. Yes, he was hungry, but he felt so wonderful with Julia in his arms, so close, so beautiful.
'Either you trust my cooking skills or you'll die because of hunger, baby', Julia smiled sweetly and got up, stringed the sheet around her body and smiled at him. He put his arms under his head and was gazing at Julia mysteriously.
'What, Black', yeah, she still wanted him. He raised one of his eyebrows and kept staring. Julia was getting impatient, so he swallowed and grinned.
'I'd love to die because of hunger but only in the shower. With you.', he added.
'No way, you moron. Be serious', she laughed. Sirius was back. She was back. A long, exhausting journey had ended. He grabbed her, placed her on his shoulder and directed to the bathroom.
Thank you for all your reviews. I love them, I need them and I want more, more, more.
And I promise that I will upload it every time possible, but my school starts and.
CHAPTER NINETEEN - THE MORNING
Julia finally laid herself on her back, breathing calmer, smiling uncannily. Her tears were gone at last, Sirius felt relief. Now he could watch her eyes wandering around the ceiling (wooden, renovated and painted blue). His fingers were moving slowly across Julia's curls, so messy on the pillow. So peaceful and homey the moment was. He gloated over the sheets (clean, white with red, flowers fancy-work), over the room, the situation. He loved Julia so much.
Julia was still absent: her eyes acted as if were looking for something on the ceiling. She was very thoughtful, Sirius loved to observe her thinking. She had usually mocked about that. Thinking? What bullshit! Escaping, more probably. Well, Sirius thought, she could mock and get irritated but she was beautiful while thinking, so funny and charming. A girl before a prank. He could recall every single morning so similar to this one. Her eyes rambling carefully around. Her eyebrows drew together, olive-green irises drilling him. Drilling? What?, he thought and smiled. Julia turned away to the window and it opened loudly allowing fresh air and bright sun inside. They could hear the birds singing, peaceful place.
Julia covered her shoulders with the quilt and was still staring into Sirius' eyes (so warm, so brown, God, like chestnuts, beautiful and deep; why, why these black spots inside, why that hollow look?). He was smiling, under such smile every woman would melt. Julia allowed it to melt her for a while and with a suspicious grin asked.
'What!!?'
'I'll have to catch up on a lot', he said about the way she opened the window, without speaking or using her wand. His hand gently touched her cheek and caressed it. She closed her eyes, she loved it. Such touch was one of the things worth fighting for. She smiled, like and angel, but Sirius wasn't naïve, he saw the devil.
'Let's start right now', she said, seriously but she couldn't avoid a giggle. Sirius grinned. They were playing, no tears, no talks (not yet), but a relaxing game. He leaned over her and said, firmly and solemnly, almost touching with his lips her ear.
'Today, baby, we won't do anything.'
'Oh, yeah?', Julia asked, sharp-tongued, but bit her lip because of his hot breath on the side of her neck.
'Oh yeah!', he answered and laid on the top of her, catching her wrists. He put her arms behind her head, clutching them. His thumbs were slowly stroking her hands. He moved gently and kissed her lips. One, two. She closed her eyes and moaned. Mmm, so soon? Sirius, the experienced player was astonished. Right, her moan was malevolent and vicious. He kept kissing her and waited. A moment later she used her magic to tickle his belly. He jumped out of the bed, couldn't stand the funny pain, the laughter. Tried to catch Julia's eye, but she was also giggling.
'Damn it, Jill!!!!!', he shouted when he caught his breath, Julia's spell was fading away. 'Stop it!! Aaaa.'
She doubled the curse and laughed, loudly and clearly. The sweetest melody. But he couldn't enjoy it now: he was bundling on the wooden floor, trying to escape the tickling. Julia was leaning over him from the bed (this was a high bed, Sirius thought, she was so distant). Sting looked funny with ruffled hair and red cheeks in tears because of laughter. He tried to catch her but she leaned back and all he got was air and another part of tickles.
When he saw her again she was trying hard to look dignifiedly and earnest but the giggle she was disguising made her look so amusing that Sirius laughed because of that. The battle was lost, he thought, lying naked below her feet. But the war is not over. He grinned when she closed eyes because of laughter. Now was his last chance: he stretched his arm, caught hers and pulled down on the floor. Before she could say 'what?' he laid on the top of her again, still suffering the tickles, but was determined not to let her go and have such fun again. Different fun he wanted. He caught her hands, placed them behind her head and chocolate brown hair. He looked deeply into her eyes. She saw the passion, lust and love. She saw him. She stopped cursing on him and felt his sigh of relief. That was cruel! She smiled, now he wanted to be cruel, but couldn't resist kissing her soft, carmine lips. His hands released hers and began their trip down her body. Julia moaned.
*/\*/\*/\*
Sirius was lying on his back, breathing even calmer. He put his hands around Julia's waist and was stroking her slowly. He covered them with the quilt: they didn't bother to go back on the bed again.
'Oh.', he smiled when Julia groaned, hiding her in his chest. She was thrilling gently and her hand tenderly touched his face.
'You're back, baby?', he asked. He was jealous about her long-lasting climax, but he loved her and wanted her to be satisfied. He felt her smile, Julia giggled but said seriously, her voice distant but approaching.
'I've never been closer.', she embraced him and they laid still.
'Dumbledore said you had finished the book', he said after a while. Julia's head was still on his chest, her breath was cooling his body.
'A book!', Julia mocked, home again, he thought. 'I called it "BASISC", but I am aware that the name "INTRODUCTION" would be more suitable.'
'He said he was sorry he hadn't trusted you', Sirius continued, Julia still didn't move. 'I knew you had known the truth? So why.'
'Si, Sirius. I tried. I yelled, explained, shouted, nobody believed', Julia lifted on her elbow. 'Well, I had an argument with all of them: Headmaster, McGonagall, Moony, Moody. Nobody listened', she cried. 'None. Finally I was told to take care about the WORK and leave you, for I couldn't help. I've sent thousands of requests to visit you there or to. It didn't work. I'm so sorry!!', she hid her face in his arms. He was holding her wishing her bad mood disappeared. He wanted no more remorse!
Julia must have felt that through her skin. She would have never wanted to hurt him or make him feel sad. She changed the subject. He smiled, she always did so. In one sentence she could contain seven different ideas. She didn't seem to care that her chatter doesn't catch up with her thoughts. A talk was for her another way of thinking. Sirius got used to that quickly, well, he was smart, wasn't he?
'You already know much, Si', she was talking about ancient art abilities. He waited. 'You could transform in dog's form without your wand (we must get you new one, I must go to Paris or send Poisoner, I wonder where he is now, he should have felt you're here, do you remember.). This is quite an achievement.'
'But still, I guess I would destroy the room before I opened the window.'
Julia giggled. Thanks God! Now they could talk about the past, about their abilities, about the time they were not together without remorse, cries and tears.
'It's not so difficult, Black', good, old, pert Julia sneered. 'You have good basis, as I remember.'
'Well, it was so long ago, I don't remember, I lost my skills, I don't know if I can read anymore. No wand, no magic, poor, stupid boy on his own. I need a teacher to improve, baby.'
Julia laughed shortly and gazed at him, both with disbelief and amusement.
'Yeah, sure. I would like to remind you that because of your inability to produce magic I will have to show my ID to prove my adultness after apparating (A/N is this how it is written?). Another kiss and I will look as a two-year-old child. No, I guess you need lot's of teachers!'
They kissed slightly and he took her hand and kissed it. He kissed a tiny silver ring that she wore. He had similar one: they got them from the Potters and Dumbledore one Xmas: the Ancient rings that would always prove the fire that's between them. And would give them back their outlooks and health when separated. He sighed.
'I doubted whether it works.'
Julia smiled. She had no such doubts. She had learned too much about the ancient to doubt. That hurt, that she had to work on this alone. Learning about one's abilities without a chance to prove them. Silly things like closing the windows or transforming objects were nothing compared to the art they could do together. She was afraid of that power still. Without him she was in fact afraid of every move.
'we should have done this all together. I hated working alone', little liar, she loved working alone, but he knew what she meant. The responsibility for the work was too huge for one, even powerful, wizard or witch. 'You've seen Harry, haven't you. Tell me.'
He smiled at the remembrance of his godson. He described her their adventures, Julia was laughing and listening carefully. He had all of her attention. When he finished, she said
'Peter's alive? I thought you had killed him.'
'You thought I am a murderer?? Baby!', reproaching at her was wonderful. They laughed.
'Oh, so it wasn't you who wanted to kill him last full moon???', he tickled her and then embraced tighter, kissing her hair. 'Stop it', she demanded when he tickled her again. 'So Moony believed you. Thanks God, he's not such an asshole as I expected.'
'Hey, you are imputing my friend. He'll have to apologize to you anyway.'
'That's OK, you know I won't keep his behavior in mind. I'm glad he knows. God, I've never expected that people would trust you more than me. Are you hungry?'
Sirius barked with a laughter and said:
'don't tell me you've learnt how to cook', he kissed her cheek. Yes, he was hungry, but he felt so wonderful with Julia in his arms, so close, so beautiful.
'Either you trust my cooking skills or you'll die because of hunger, baby', Julia smiled sweetly and got up, stringed the sheet around her body and smiled at him. He put his arms under his head and was gazing at Julia mysteriously.
'What, Black', yeah, she still wanted him. He raised one of his eyebrows and kept staring. Julia was getting impatient, so he swallowed and grinned.
'I'd love to die because of hunger but only in the shower. With you.', he added.
'No way, you moron. Be serious', she laughed. Sirius was back. She was back. A long, exhausting journey had ended. He grabbed her, placed her on his shoulder and directed to the bathroom.