Hello, my dear readers, I am in a good mood so here we go!!!!

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE - WELCOME MR. STING

Sirius was with Julia in a deserted classroom. Sting was sitting on the windowsill, glancing dreamily outside. Why do I have to stay? Why the hell he leaves??? Sirius was standing by her, touching her knees, trying to talk, but now he couldn't. They were spending more and more time together and the separation was for him something dreadful. He felt like heart attack every time they were to go to their own dorms and now, whole summer!!!

He was mumbling something, Julia didn't listen, and it was enough that he was present, with her right now. She smiled and turned her eyes to him.

'So, write every day, Black, or you will never meet me again'

'Really, no letters - no meetings', Sirius asked humorously.

'Yes', Julia was playing to be serious. 'I will die then.'

'I will write an epitaph, I promise', his head was leaning dangerously towards hers, his lips now so close. Julia felt the world disappeared; they were alone, forever, together. Although very sad, she wanted to play a little more, to have remembrances for the summer lonely days. She watched him closely and whispered.

'Isn't that weird, giving a kiss to an almost dead person.', Julia knew the atmosphere was broken, but wanted so much the moment before their kiss to last ages. The sweetest torture.

Sirius probably didn't even listen, or understood, because his answer was even weirder.

'Just a good-bye kiss, nothing pervert, believe me', his last words almost burnt her lips. She moaned and put her arms around his neck. The very same moment he kissed her deeply, hardly. They deepened it quickly, both were desperate, both wanted it to suffice for whole summer. No chance - they had to breathe, Julia gasped and Sirius whispered soundlessly in her ear.

'I love you, God, how much I love you.'

Julia turned his head and gazed into his eyes, they were true, passionate and full of love. They were to part for so long and now he finally spoke these simple words. They rang in her head and in her whole body, she shivered at his touch, he pulled her closer, but it was Julia who kissed him again, more passionately, deeply. Her hands wandered on his chest, she put her legs around his waist. They were so close, Sirius thought, like never, and like they should always be. Her lips were sweetest than honey, her tongue was making him high and shiver. Her body. His hand found its way under her shirt. She moved a little, moaned breathlessly and they had to part. He hid his face in her neck, and she was stroking his hair, still breathing hardly, and biting her lips because of the pleasure.

'I love you', she said smelling his thick, shining hair. 'I need you so much.'

He giggled and she smiled, it tickled her. He looked up at her, his hand on her hip, and grinned.

'Well', a malicious, playful voice of his made her laugh clearly and loudly. 'I knew that, of course.'

Oh, no, my dear, you couldn't be so self-confident. Julia pushed him away and run.

'Don't talk to me like that, liar!!! You couldn't have.', he was laughing, his eyes were gleaming and Julia felt her legs melted. He was so handsome, because. because he was happy, with her. They ran around the classroom and he finally grabbed and pulled to himself.

'I love you when you're in a good mood', he kissed her cheeks, still grinning.

'Thanks to you I feel happy, so don't go', she touched his ear, and his smile was calmer and sweeter, god, how wonderful her eyes were.

'I won't. Never. I love you.'

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"My dearest love

I should write that I miss you but I really can't. It's so beautiful here, you know, my own house. I know I keep writing so, but I'd love you to see it. It has a real garden with trees and a red roof with chimneys. And wonderful bedrooms, we have tried every. Me and James, he drops in every single day. There are so many interesting things to do in the neighborhood so I hope you will understand me. The wanders are so tiring that I can't remember and miss: it's too intellectual.

By the way, were you blonde or brunette? I really can't remember. And your eyes? bright blue? No, these have a shopkeeper's daughter.

(a sigh, imagine that please, if you're reading.) I am a landowner now, a free man, at last. I sometimes wish to see my parents' faces. Their stupid son on his own. James is jealous and he appreciates for the birthday gift. He was surprised. I was. And Lily??? Can you believe she answers his letters? I wish I had such a wonderful girlfriend who would answer my letters. But you will do, for a while.

(an evil grin, your shocked, flabbergasted and angry, tell me you're angry!!!)

I miss you so much. Your eyes (even though I can't remember the colour), your smile, your lips. I wonder if you miss me too, but I am sure you have many friends there and (a sob) forgot about your poor, poor friend.

Can you follow my moods? No? now you can really feel in my shoes! Ha!

Potter shows off his fabulous abilities to his poor mum, who cooks us occasionally (that means every day). God, I wish I had a mother who would be so proud of me. I don't complain. But it's sad I have to be content with my girlfriend's attention. If she reads this letter still.

Anyway, you may be angry or so, but I attach (wow, an interesting word for me to use) a letter to your parents from Mrs. Potter. She would lobe to take care of you, well you will read it. Hope it helps and we will be able to spend the rest of the summer. together. in my place.

Thousands of hot, passionate kisses. Everlasting hugs. I love you I miss you I am pathetic

S that is so bored and lonely without you."

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"To that awful man who dares to write to me and interrupt my perfect holidays,

I hate you. What was that letter for? Now, when your dearest friend's mother wrote to my parents they will be (sic!, look at their letter) very pleased to deliver their only daughter (am I a bottle of wine or something???) and leave under the protection of their beloved friend Mary. And I have to go!!!

I will write no more, I can't hide my greatest disgust. It was so peaceful in here, I hoped I would never see you again and now what? My parents make me do this.

That was a brilliant idea, thanks, Si..

But I have to pack now. I hate it too. I will probably start the day before, it will be fun. And the mess will make me wear my winter coat in summer. Be patient, so you will have fun.

My parents don't seem proud, they keep staring at me suspiciously as if it was all my fault. I yelled and tried to cleared it out, but you know I can't yell properly. But if their glance at me is suspicious, I think they will stare at you as at some ZOO animal or something. That was a real surprise (mock, mock, mock).

So, see you dear on Sunday. I think we'll get there by a portkey, but I don't know how close we can get without a ministerial permission. This will be my dad's prank: an illegal portkey. See you future, poor prank player.

Bye, darling, thousands of kisses would be a waste of time, but I can suffer that. I love you.

Julia, bored as well."

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'Wow, that was fun, I rarely do this over the Ocean!', a middle-aged tall man laughed. It was Jacob Sting and he had just arrived at the hill in a neighborhood of Sirius Black's new mansion. 'Portkey is a thing, funnier than apparating, Julia?'

H turned to his daughter whose white face showed she didn't share his enthusiasm.

'I really prefer brooms, you know. I hate such wind.'

'No, dear, it was refreshing, that's the good word. Is that his house?'

They looked at the cottage house from the top of the hill. Red roof and stonewalls looked picturesque on the background. The stone fence that surrounded the gardens was in perfect state and they could see a newly painted gate, their aim for now. Julia sighed, such wonderful landscape, at those marauders mercy. They were walking slowly down, Jacob was carrying magically Julia's trunk and talking to himself, because his daughter didn't seem to listen.

'I should go on such holidays too, I love the area, it's beautiful. Wow! So you say that boy ran away from his face. No surprise. I would do the same. He takes care of the place, can you see. Or maybe it's all Mary's job. Julia, are you listening?'

'Yeah, whatever. You're right it's beautiful.'

Sirius came out of the house and approached his visitors. He felt like a landowner and it was so amusing to him. He stared at the Stings. Mr. Jacob Sting was tall and had a really noble look, he had dark blonde hair and green eyes, he was talking to his daughter, but when he caught Sirius' glanced he stopped and gazed at him for a longer while, with huge interest rather than suspicion. Black glanced at Julia, wow, she was wearing a knee length summer dress, white with tiny green flowers. Her hair was a mess and she was sweet and charming, smiling a little ironically. He missed her. He wanted to kiss her, take her to heaven, hug and never let go. He sighed invisibly and spoke, he was the host.

'Good morning and welcome! Mr. Sting, Julia I am very pleased to meet you in my house. It's an honour.We were waiting impatiently.'

'Stop that stup.', Julia wanted to answer, but her father squeezed her arm and spoke.

'Honey? Hello, Mr. Black. I am very happy that I can meet you at last', he shook his hand and gazed mysteriously in his eyes, Sirius didn't turn although it was hard. Sting was examining him. "That was my daughter's choice and, a surprise!, I like him. He's earnest and looks nice and smart, that's good. Well, we should have predicted that but it was hidden. Thanks God they found one another. The stars can astonish, indeed. Well, he's clever enough to understand. Yeah, and he has his principles, he ran away, didn't he."

His gaze lasted ages, Julia hemmed, sighed, but her father was still holding Sirius' hand and drilling his eyes and mind. When would he stop? Sirius wad doing well, his answer gaze was clear and kind. Wasn't that suspicious?

'Oh, Jacob, you finally are', thanks, thanks Mrs. Potter, Julia smiled. 'Come on, get it, I've made the tea. Leave that poor boy at last. Come and tell. Hello Julia.'

'Hello Mary. It's been ages', Sting the father hugged Mrs. Potter. 'Is John here also? How are you?'

'Great, thank you, it's like holidays you know. John's in London, I hate that work. Come in, come in.'

The adults got into the house and Sirius was finally left alone with Julia.

'Hi, sweetheart', he came closer and put his arm around her waist. He was smiling seductively, he leaned closer.

'Take my trunk, Black', she winked and chuckled as he tickled her a little.

'Just that, no hello-I-missed-you kiss?'

'Definitely not', Julia pulled his head down and their lips met. It lasted hours but was disturbed by James Potter himself.

'No way! Kissing here, forbidden!!! Get into the house drink the tea and we have to talk!!'

'Hello James, nice to meet you too', Julia said with never hidden sarcasm, but he didn't care. Didn't even notice.

'Prongs, you're awful', he kissed Julia's ear and whispered. 'Shall I jinx him.'

'Don't even hesitate!', Julia laughed. 'what do you want to talk about?'

'A trip'

'A journey'

'A ramble'

They were speaking unison. Julia glanced at them and asked.

'A trip? Where to?'

'have you heard about Loch Ness???', as she nodded amused Sirius continued. 'There's a secret island'

'Have you heard about Iguatigers?', James added. Julia nodded again, more and more curious. 'They have a nest there.'