WHO CAN SAY NO TO SIRIUS BLACK?

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character recognizable from Harry Potter's books, they're J. K.'s . Although, she could have given me Sirius... So I could have kept him alive and all for me! *sigh*

Author's Note: Thanks to all those who reviewed this fanfiction. I'm sorry for my lack of updating but I'm not abandoning any of my stories, that's for sure!

Also, I'd like to thanks Bowie's LepperMessiah for her suggestions. I truly hope that my mistakes and poor writing haven't spoiled the main plot of the story. I tried to follow all of your hints. Thank you, once more.

And that's for everybody who's reading: There's only one way for me to discovery what I'm doing wrong, and that's if someone tell me. And that's also valid for the things I do right! Keep sending reviews, they make my day better.

03 _ Of houses and kisses... I don't think so.

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Natalie felt like a moron, sitting at that muggle restaurant waiting for her client. Sighing, she once more glanced at the clock in her arm. Great! Now he's twenty minutes late. Her thoughts were interrupted when a tall form pulled the chair in front of her.

"Sorry. I know I'm late." Sirius smiled apologizingly (spell?) at her. "But I got lost! Muggle London is such an insane place..."

Natalie closed her mouth, which she hadn't realized that had fell open when Sirius appeared. "What are you doing here?" She blinked once, twice. For some odd reason, her brain could only think of how gorgeous that man looked dressed in black from head to feet and how hot was the way he lazily brushed away the hairstrand that covered his eyes... For a second of insanity, Natalie wished she had dressed something less business-like than her purple plain skirt and champagne silk blouse, and resisted the impulse to unbraid her hair.

The sound of Sirius clearing his throat snapped her out of her daydreams.

He smiled flitartious at her and then said. "So, what do they have here? I'm starving. Maybe some pasta... Yeah, pasta is fine. What will you have for lunch?"

She clenched her teeth and counted from one to ten. "Would you be kind and leave? I'm waiting for someone."

"I know that. I just guessed you'd prefer discuss job later." Before her stunned expression, he laughed whole-heartedly. "I'm your client! You said to just contact you again if I needed an architect... Well, I need one now."

Sirius rose a brow and waited patiently for her reaction. Her eyes widened. Some rays of light gave her iris green reflexes and he watched mesmerized as she bit her lower lip – something he remembered she used to do when trying to calm down herself.

Natalie exhaled slowly. She would kill Carla as soon as she get to her office. She was supposed to be HER secretary, to give HER help. And not Sirius... Damn bastard always a step ahead! But she wouldn't let him win so easily.

Summoning her best and sweetest smile, she stared into his dark blue eyes. "A Greek salad and grill chicken will be fine for me."

Sirius called for the waiter, inwardly congratulating himself. He still knew her quite well, HIS Natalie would never give up a good fight... And while she chose the wine, he allowed himself an admiring glance at her. Let the games begin.

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"... I want the house to have four rooms. A big bathroom, with an hydro-massage tub; a garden and a pool." He paused for a moment and frowned. "What about a Quidditch pitch? Would it be possible?"

Sirius turned his eyes to Natalie she was taking notes of everything he was saying while they walked side by side at the Hyde Park. He had invited her after lunch and she had accepted under the condition to talk strictly about work. He hadn't complained.

Of course, he wanted a house. Sirius barely could hide a grin when wondered Natalie's reaction when he tell her why he wants a house... But most importantly, he wanted to be with her. He wanted a chance to have back what they had fourteen years ago. A connection like the one he and Natalie shared was unique, not something to be dismissed easily.

Sirius sighed. But Natalie wasn't helping much! With this whole babble of the past should stay in the past and all... Sometimes he felt like she was afraid to let go again, but he would convince her... Oh, in the best way possible!

"I suppose it would. If we put the right disguising charms and anti-muggles wards..." Natalie stole a glance at Sirius. After their meeting at the Hogwarts grounds, she had convinced herself that Sirius was just a karma in her life, an unsolved problem. But when he invaded her office and KISSED her... Ok, not a proper kiss, but even that small peck sent shivers down her spine.

And now, there he was. Acting like the perfect gentleman she knew he wasn't. Shaking her head, Natalie forced herself to look back at her notes.

"How fast can you make things ready?" Sirius asked. "I have a feeling I'll be needing a house very soon. What about a couple months?"

"Are you kidding? Not even with all the magic of the world a could build a house the way you want that fast."

Sirius stopped and grabbed her arm to make her stop too. Dangerously lowering his voice, he challenged. "Are you giving up so early? I expected more of you, Natalie."

She took in a deep breath. "If you already had a house, I could just transform it."

He came near to her. "Oh, well... Will you help me to find one?" he whispered.

"You hired me, remember? I'm supposed to do everything you want." The intelligent, reasonable part of her brain shouted: What do you think you're saying! And what about swearing you would never more get involved as deeply as you did with HIM years ago? But that was a very tiny part.

"Everything I want?" he bent down towards her.

Natalie's brain felt like hot wax, every single piece (even that small fragment of conscience) anticipating the taste of his mouth. She closed her eyes, sending all her precautions to hell, and waited for his move.

And then there was nothing. Natalie slowly opened her eyes to find no one in front of her. The cruel, stupid bastard had her doing exactly what he wanted and then desapparated away.

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Sorry for the extremely short chapter, but I'm moving on and it's really hard write with all that mess around me. And I'm temporarily without internet at home, what means that I only can access at school. But worry not, in two or three weeks things will get better!

Annoriel