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Chapter 14 Street Fighting Man

Sirius Black looked hazily up from his afternoon coffee. His hangover headache was finally wearing away but uneasiness still sat deep within his stomach. He told himself that he wasn't at fault for a damn thing that had happened the night before. He told himself that if she didn't want to do anything then she would have at least said something. But when she didn't say anything he went in for the kill. It was a simple kiss. An innocent kiss shouldn't cause this much trouble. The reaching under her shirt part was probably a bit much, but he was drunk. He had never been asked about his age and thankfully his parents knew the owners of the bar he tended to frequent. This was never supposed to turn the kind of dirty looks he had been getting all morning and it was beginning to piss him off. Lupin wouldn't even look at him. The Slytherins couldn't keep they're collective snake eyes off of him. One pair in particular observed every move he had made since walking into the hall.

"Fuck'em," he thought as he took another sip. Maylin was hot but she wasn't worth this kind of trouble. But Serverus Snape was another matter.

They glared at each other from across the room. Maylin's head rested on Snape's shoulder. Every so often she would crack a smile at one of Max McKagan's observations or throw a roll at Holden Chase's head. But mostly she rested her head and looked down at her food. She barely ate a bite.

Sirius Black shifted his gaze to Maylin. For a brief moment their eyes met and within an instant Severus rose from his seat and made his way slowly to the Gryffindor table.

While every conversation continued, all eyes shifted to the young man making his way across the room.

Severus stood behind Sirius and eased his way into the seat next to him. He leaned his elbows on the table. He breathed in as if to speak but Sirius interjected before his words escaped.

"What ever you're going to say to me Snivellus, just shove it back where it came from. I don't -"

"I don't really care what goes on through your head Sirius." Snape said smoothly. "In fact," he continued, "I don't care what you think about me."

"Severus-"

"Severus doesn't give a shit, Sirius."

Sirius looked into the cold depths of Snape's eyes. Snape was pissed.

"Two things, and this will be over."

Sirius crossed his arms then motioned for him to continue. "One: You owe Maylin an apology. And two," Snape leaned into Sirius.

"If you ever touch her again, I swear, I'll fucking kill you."

Sirius was about to protest but a glare from Lily kept his mouth shut. When Sirius turned to face Snape he had already removed himself from the table and was making his way back to the Syltherin side of the room.

Sirius sat glaring at the Slytherin. How dare he. How dare he just waltx over here he owned her. This wasn't about Maylin, this was about them. Sirius stood and followed him back. Snape had already sat down when Sirius bent down to his ear and whispered.

"I thought about what you said, Severus. I think you're right." Sirius stood for a moment and placed his hands on Maylin's shoulders. She stiffened and her eyes widened.

Sirius ran his fingers down her arms, grazing her breasts and whispered just loud enough for Snape to hear.

"I'm so – very – sorry."

Maylin stood to speak out but by the time she turned Sirius had already been thrown back against the wall.

Snape pulled Sirius up by his shirt and cracked his fist so hard into his face his cheek began to bleed.

The room erupted into cheers and screams. Maylin yelled something and Sirius pulled from Snape's grip and clocked Snape square in the nose. Blood poured from his face. Snape placed his fist under his nose and knew immediately that it was broken. From the corner of his eye he saw the teacher's coming to break up the fight. So instead of backing off like he should have, he plowed Sirius back into the wall again. He punched him in the gut and once more in the face.

Snape could feel Dumbledore's presence behind him and stepped back from the bloody mess.

Dumbledore raised his wand and immediately the room fell silent. He sent the boys to the infirmary, with explicit instructions to appear in his office as soon as all bleeding had ceased.

Sirius winced as he made his way to the door. Snape grabbed a napkin from the Slytherin table and placed it under his nose. He surveyed the table. Maylin was gone.