A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Assignment #5 -Demonology - Task #2:Write about someone giving in to temptation

Writing Club March

Disney Challenge: Burning Love: Write about someone 'hot'.

Showtime: 14 - Dawn (Go Away) – (season) Summer

Elizabeth's Empire: 2 - The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton: Write about a brotherly relationship. Alt: (object) leather jacket

Liza's Loves: 12 - Raspberry Diva - Write about Sirius Black

Lyric Alley: 11 - I'm yours

Trope of the Month: 8- Word: Passionate

Warning: Underage witch/adult relationship

Word Count: 619

Ginny's fingers toyed with the black leather sleeve of the jacket. Impulsively she pulled it off the hanger, out of the closet and slid it on. She could smell his scent on the leather.

"Who's in there? This room's off limits!" his voice rang from the doorway. She turned and smiled at him. He shook his head when he saw who had managed to break into his room.

"It's just me, Sirius," she stated, putting her hands on her hips. "You going to kick me out?"

"Ginny, why are you in my room?" he asked after a moment. He couldn't help but notice how hot she looked in the jacket. How it hugged her body.

"I was waiting for you, and besides, if I go downstairs, Mum will make me clean," she answered, wrinkling her nose. Sirius barked out a laugh.

"Got to admit, you have a point there. But why are you in my room, wearing my old jacket?"

"No one's going to look for me here. Are they?" she asked, having crossed the room. She was standing right in front of Sirius. She looked up at him.

"No," he whispered softly, putting a hand on her shoulder. "But you really shouldn't be in here. Could you imagine what would happen if someone found out?" he finally asked. Ginny laughed shaking her head.

"And how are they going to find out? The only two people who know about you and me are you and me. I'm not telling," she argued.

"I'd never," Sirius growled. Ginny reached up and traced her fingers against his cheek.

"See, no worries then," she said with a shrug. "Now, we're alone. Everyone is busy getting dirty, maybe we should do the same?" she suggested, taking Sirius' hand and leading him towards his bed.

"Ginny."

"Sirius, please? We both know I'll be back in school and we won't be able to see each other, much less do more."

"You're too..."

"Young? I really wish everyone would stop saying how freaking young I am! What does some stupid number have to do with how I feel, how you feel?" she asked, her nostrils flaring a bit.

"There are laws..."

"Fat lot help those are when there's actually something wrong? I mean, You Know Who is back. Cedric is dead, what did the laws do then? I mean, Harry was on trial for saving his cousin's soul. Don't talk to me about the stupid laws, Sirius. They only exist to make our lives hell," she spat. Sirius nodded slowly. Ginny did have a point. Where had the laws been when he'd been locked away with a trial?

"That's not..." he started to argue. Ginny flopped on the bed, looking up at him. Sirius couldn't help but notice her shirt had managed to disappear.

"Doing underaged magic?"

"Thought you'd never notice. Now, how does your leather jacket look on me?" she asked. Sirius stared at her for a moment, the black leather jacket open. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a black bra.

"It looks like it should be yours," he whispered, climbing onto the bed with her. She wrapped her arms around and pulled him into a passionate kiss.

"It should be, just as you're mine," she said, giving him a smile.

"I should be," he agreed, continuing to kiss her, his own shirt ending up on the floor next to the bed.

"We'll come clean after the war? Be a real couple," she said, straddling Sirius. He nodded, wrapping his arms around her. They could hear people moving things around downstairs. Wordlessly, Sirius cast a silencing charm on the room and sealed the door. Neither one of them wanted to be disturbed now.