Well here's the next chapter only a day after the other. So go me! I 'm actually off school today so you might even get the next one soon as well! I know its very short but the next one will be longer. Its kinda fluffish

Chapter 3

Ginny woke early as usual and found she was very warm;which was strange because Grimmauld Place was cold and damp and there were no warming charms on her covers yet. She opened her eyes to see……a chest……a bare chest…a bare tattoed chest. They were nice tattoos too. Ginny she thought find out just who this is you're asleep on. Her eyes traveled upwards Oh I remember now. She relaxed and then realized that he probably wouldn't remember either and fixed her eyes on his face to watch his reaction. Well this should be fun.

It didn't take long. First he tried to move and realizing he couldn't opened his eyes blearily. At the sight of her grinning so close to his face he shrieked and jumped backwards his head slamming into the headboard. Ginny stared openmouthed.

"You shrieked!" she said delightedly and dissolved into giggles.

"I did not shriek" he growled "I gave a manly yelp."

"The important thing is that you believe that" she said calmly patting his chest. "Anyway while I was waiting for you to wake up I was wondering are these tattoos permanent? Because even if they aren't I don't think you should get rid of them."

"Ginny' he said staring at her in disbelief and wondering slightly at her sanity "you wake up and find an escaped convict who you met only yesterday in your bed so you give him fashion advice?"

"Well what do you want me to do? Scream and run away? Plus it's not like there was anything dodgy about it; you were just doing me a favour. And I'm wearing clothes." she said lifting the blankets to check, just in case they had magically disappeared overnight, "And you're wearing….well…. most of yours and its not like anyone's gonna find out anyway. I doubt anyone even knows how to get up, apart from maybe Mad Eye and he could just look through the walls anyway…..oh sweet Merlin, Mad Eye can look through walls; just think of the things he must have caught people doing!... Arrrgh!... He must have mental scars to match his physical ones!...What's wrong?" Sirius, who had started laughing about half way through her monologue was now choking and gasping.

"Nothing" he forced out "not a damn thing…….apart from the fact we really ought to get up soon. I want a shower for one."

"Oh I want one of them too…. 'cept I kinda don't know where it is."

He took her along the end of the hall where the tiny servant's bathroom was and bowed to her jokingly.

"Ladies first." He said and walked off down the corridor.

When she came out Sirius was waiting with a bundle of clothes under one arm.

"Your turn."

'Thanks. You have a lovely singing voice by the way." He said grinning.

"Arrgh. You listened!" she said smacking his arm; embarrassed "You weren't supposed to do that!"

"I am sorry." he said still grinning "How shall I ever repay you?"

"I'll have to think about it; I can't think of anything bad enough at the moment but be afraid, be very afraid." Sirius was smiling slightly wistfully now.

"It's been a long time since I've had to do a dare."

"Well welcome home Padfoot."

He went in the shower and she went to her room and got changed into a pair of Fred's old jeans and her favorite green top. She went out into the hall and found Sirius toweling his shaggy black hair and waiting for her.

"Think of anything yet?" he asked almost eagerly.

"Oh no. I plan on leaving you in suspense much longer than that!" She glared at the trap door in the middle of the floor. "Do we really have to go down all those stairs just to get to breakfast?"

"'Fraid so."

"Bugger."