And here we are with the last official chapter of the story! Anyone who's been paying attention would know that I've been planning seven chapters.
Hah! Had you worried, huh?
(cricket chirps)
Guess not. On with the story…
(Flashback)
And then, both voices were suddenly silent as Sirius began to massage her back. "Lying wench, your hair is far softer than mine. Relax, darling, you're ever so tense." Seeing as she couldn't speak to protest, she complied.
(End Flashback)
You finish my sentences I think I love you
Alize's was speechless. Sirius was giving her a back massage. Sirius. Was giving her. A back massage. No matter how she put it, it was still…surprising, to say the least, considering their relationship a month ago.
Alize could hardly believe that a month ago, she had hated every fiber of Sirius' being. Now, he was her best mate, without a doubt. And, a sly voice at the back of her newly-operational mind reminded her, he was massaging her back, and she was liking it.
When Sirius finished, after about five minutes, Alize pouted at him. An arrogant smirk covered his face. "That good, hmm? You haven't lived till you've experienced one of my miracle massages." Alize's pout turned into a sly smile, that had the barest hint of seduction in it.
"My turn, dearest."
Now it was Sirius' turn to be speechless. For a girl, she had the strongest hands he'd ever…felt. Not that he'd had that many back massages, but…Alize leaned over his shoulder and whispered in his ear softly. "Relax, darling, you're ever so tense," she teased. Sirius turned pink. Alize adored teasing him, because he was so cute when he blushed. Wait—where had that come from?
Alize shook her head, clearing it of these disturbing thoughts. She continued to massage his ('Rather muscular' 'Shut up!') back for about another minute. She scooted her chair so that she was next to him. Sirius stared at her, as if seeing her for the first time. She giggled. "Haven't lived until you've experienced one of my miracle massages, dearest."
Sirius just laughed, as did she. When they finished laughing, there was a moment of silence, before Sirius grabbed her and kissed her quite firmly.
Healways hadbeen famous for his spontaneity.
Alize's last rational thought had been of both voices screaming at her to close her eyes, which of course she had. Fire shot through her veins as soon their lips touched. Far too soon, or at least Alize thought so, Sirius pulled away. "Oh Merlin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, you just looked so bloody gorgeous when you were laughing and I—Aagh." He tried to run his hand through his hair, but failed when he met the braids. Alize giggled, and smacked his hand lightly. "Shut up and kiss me again, you sodding prat." Sirius turned to stare at her in disbelief, but she was all but tapping her foot, obviously completely serious.
Sirius just shrugged at his good fortune and did as he was told for once.
He'd always been a good boy on the inside.
When they broke apart (and this time it was due tolack of oxygen), Alize looked at Sirius. "I love you, darling." Sirius smiled. "I know," he replied before pecking her on the lips. "I love you too." "I know," she teased, kissing him again.
End! Well, sort of. The epilogue is still to come.
Hope you enjoyed it!