Of the events after Sirius's exoneration, the Sirius and Cassandra reunion was undoubtedly the single most memorable one.
The first morning of his new found freedom, Sirius walked in the Great Hall, feeling relieved, and excited, happy that the fear of being caught was finally gone. He opened the great doors and stepped into the room. He noticed immediatly that the Hall went quiet upon his arrival. Almost every student had a copy of the Daily Phrophet in his or her hands, and those that didn't have their own copy read over the shoulder of the person closest to them who did have one.
By the looks on their faces, Sirius knew they knew he was innocent. But also by the looks on some faces, the fear, confusion, unease, and doubt let him know that some were not quite convinced.
Deciding to ignore the looks and enjoy himself, he made his way to the headtable, where the entire staff was waiting for him, with smiles on their faces--barring, of course, one Severus Snape.
But it seemed fate had other plans for Sirius han a quit breakfast as a free man. A few feet from the table, he felt a hand grab his shoulder from behind and spin him around harshly.
"So, you're free and the first thing you decide to do is satisfy your stomach, eh?!?!" A beautiful angry redhead was yelling at him. Sirius's eyes widened in surprise at this assult. "Wha---"
She glared at him, her eyes flashing angrily the same fiery color of her hair. "After seventeen years, the first thing you do is go stuff your face! I can't believe you! ' I love you, sirius' 'er...' 'sirius, you're free!' 'yay! let me go stuff my face! Forget about apologising to Cassandra, after all, I only ignored her when she said she loved me and then seventeen years later followed her around everywhere for weeks, driving her nuts, but I would rather eat before I talk to her. . .' Well let me tell you something, Sirius Lee Black! I won't stand for it! I will not be second to a pancake! And how dare you assume that I would! Well?" She finally stopped yelling, and Sirius, as well as every other single soul, dead or alive, stared at her in a state of shock. "Ca-Cass. . . " Sirius was speechless, in shock. He didn't know what to say. Her eyes narrowed into impossible angry slits. "That's all you can say?" silence. She turned around with slow, angrily delibrate motions and started to storm for the door.
And then something came over him. Something he could not explain. Not knowing why or how, or even caring. He just felt if she reached that door and walked out, that would be the end. It would be over. No second chance. He reached a hand out, in what felt like incedibly slow slow motion(slow motion for me, slow motion for me) and grasped her arm. He pulled her back and swung her around to face him. there was a surprised look on her face and she didn't have time to react as she was pulled against his broad chest, and wrapped in his strong arms as his lips desended down to hers. He kissed her passionatley and before she could stop herself, she kissed him back. But then, when his tongue asked for entrance, she seemed to snap back to reality.
She pulled away, brought back her arm and slapped him across the face, hard. An angry red hand print appeared on his face and the entire hall seemed to gasp at once. She glared at him. He gulped. "How dare you. HOW DARE YOU Kiss me like that and expect to get away with it. You didn't even apologise for ignoring me!" As she ranted and yelled at him, Sirius suddenly grinned, remembering how she used to get just like that when he pissed her off.And he knew just what to do. If before he had doubted her belief in his innocence, had doubted she still had feelings for him, then those doubts where long gone.
"WHY ARE YOU SMILING?" she yelled, right before he grabbed her and repeated the kiss. This time he wouldn't let her push him away and she finally gave in.
The kiss was slow and breathtaking. It sent them back seventeen years, when they were young and newly in love, and just begining their relationship. When they were fools in love and believed they woould be together forever, nothing could tear them apart, everything would be like a perfect fairytail romance. Young and idealistic, despite the jobs they occupied.
Soon though, they couldn't breath and they had to pull apart. She took several deep breathes and then said, "Don't think you can just kiss me everytime you screw up and everything will be okay. It just doesn't work tha---" he kissed her agin.
A.N. Sorry it took so long! I would tell you why it did, but I doubt you want to hear it. Or maybe I don't want to get into it. hmm...ponders. . . . . . .. . . . . . . .Anyway, sorry it's short, but hope you like it anyway. chapter nine out soon!
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