CHAPTER THREE Black, white and the grey infinity

Laying awake the red head was going through the events of the day in her head. The normal start and the 'events'; which lead to her kissing James Potter and actually enjoying it. Knowing she wouldn't be able to sleep sho rolled onto her back, staring at the roof, wondering what tomorrow would bring.

Suddenly she felt someone slide in to bed next to her, at first this person was invisible but as the cloak was thrown off she saw the hazel eyes and the messy black hair once more. There was a mischievous glint in his eye.

He wrapped his arms around her, letting her warmth engulf him, it was a stark contrast to the cold outside. Quietly he brought his lips to hers wrapping his strong arms around her body and she moved towards him. She ran her hands through his hair and then reached inside his shirt and ran her hands down his back. She felt goose bumps appear on his back, knowing he was enjoying this immensely.

Silently and carefully she undid each of the buttons on his shirt pausing only to run her hands down his chest. He may have been a lanky boy but four years of quidditch meant he was toned and muscly. He brought his mouth back to hers again and again as if he couldn't bear to stop, each time kissing her more fiercely. He kissed her cheeks, her neck and her shoulders as his hands crept up her leg. Moving only to remove his shirt, which he tossed aside, he continued to touch her soft skin.

She could feel his skin against hers, his muscles moving as he ran his hands through her hair. He paused for a moment, searching for something in her eyes. After waiting so long he could hardly believe this was happening, she was underneath him, wearing only her underwear and voluntarily kissing him with all her mite.

He lay down beside her, as she curled up against him running his hands lightly along her arms and kissing her forehead. He couldn't help but smile remembering all those times she had turned him down, all the times she had screamed at him. They had all been forgotten after the kiss by the lake.

Glancing at the red head again, he couldn't believe she had let him in her bed. She was very tough and very independent, but likely to be very temperamental.

She turned over and wrapped her legs around him causing his thoughts to disappear at once. Her skin felt great against his and wished he never had to leave. Running his hands up her smooth legs he paused. He had waited so long for the red head to notice him, he didn't want to ruin anything, so instead he removed his hands from her thighs and gently wrapped them around her middle, caressing her back.

She sighed in appreciation as it sent a shiver up her spine. She couldn't resist him, all of the pent up tension between them, the arguments and his arrogance, it all meant nothing. Her whole body was on fire as they lay intertwined in the girls dormitories.

There was no need to ask how he got here, somehow those hazel eyes knew everything about the school. Its secret passage ways, the kitchens and where all the dormitories were.

With all the effort he had, he began to search for his shirt; he had to go, he didn't want to push his luck. Being with her was amazing, so passionate but he couldn't afford to get it wrong this time.

She put up a little struggle not wanting him to go and yet knowing things could go much further and would almost certainly wake someone up. He knew Lily wouldn't like that, there would be too many intrusive questions which only cause upset when she refused to tell her friends what was going on.

Annoyed yet grateful, the red head pulled her shirt back on too knowing he couldn't stay forever.

As quietly as he had come in, he left; this time out of the dormitory door.

Savouring the warmth he had given her a huge smile appeared on her face. She hugged herself and almost felt like giggling before she reprimanded herself. There was no way, even under the circumstances, would she act like her friends.

She fell asleep easily, happy and content although come morning no one would know why.

He crept down the stairs that lead to the girl's dormitory, but didn't go straight to bed. Instead he headed towards the warmth of the common room. He found staring into the fire was relaxing.

However, when he reached the common room he found it already occupied by someone. The person quickly turned around, the startled grey eyes looking for the person who had disturbed him. When they found the hazel ones, Sirius' face relaxed as he recognised his best friend.

Surprised James took a seat on the couch next to him. He had been watching his friend over the past few months, ever since he disowned his family. He knew that Sirius hardly ever slept. He was good natured and a happy type of person always willing to laugh, but he had grown steadily worse as the year had progressed.

For a few minutes they sat in silence each absorbed in their own thoughts. James leant back on the arm of the couch relaxed and comfortable as he watched the flames dance and flick. Sirius was sitting up-right and brooding.

His grey eyes cloudy once more, he glanced at his friend, who surprisingly had a mischievous glint in his eyes. James sprang up and raced upstairs knowing exactly what would cheer him up. He opened the door quietly and ran over to his trunk, excited by the prospect of breaking the rules.

He easily found his broomstick and rushed back down to the common room. Sirius had not moved an inch. James stood in front of him with three things: his broomstick, the map and the invisibility cloak.

The grey eyes took a grand total of two seconds to react. He jumped to his feet and followed James out of the room, leaving his thoughts behind.

They strode quickly through the castle and out onto the grounds. The air crisp and cool on their faces and the night sky was mostly clear. Making a small detour to collect Sirius' broom they headed for the quidditch pitch.

Once they reached the pitch the hazel eyes turned to the grey ones in a challenge. James leapt onto his broom and took off as fast as he could, daring Sirius to race. A challenge which he accepted well.

Giving him a two second head start Sirius kicked off from the ground and headed to where James was.

They only realised how early it was getting when the dark started to become grey. It was only then that they saw a small figure with red hair walk onto the pitch.