CHAPTER 20: Broom Closet Shenanigans

Isabella quickened her pace as she walked back to the common room. She clearly knew Sirius was stalking behind her. They both came to the main moving staircase that led to the common room. The staircase started moving and the two leant against the railing, waiting for the 180˚ turn. Isabella looked around and eventually came across Sirius. He was leaning on the railing as well, inspecting his nails and running his hand through his hair.

Woah, he's damn attractive, Isabella thought. She started from his physique, how his Gryffindor robes hugged his torso. Her eyes travelled upwards towards his face; his strong-jawed, high cheekbones, defined facial structure kept her eyes pinned on him. She met his grey eyes, which were looking right at her.

"What the fuck do you think you're staring at, Clarke?" Sirius broke Isabella's stare.

"The ugliest creature in the castle," Isabella shot right back. Sirius snickered.

"More like the sexiest," Sirius proudly corrected her. She threw him a disgusted look and looked away, slightly blushing. The staircase finally met the portrait of the Gryffindor common room and Sirius pushed past Isabella.

"Mimbulus Mimbletonia," Sirius announced to the fat lady, who blushed at the sight of him. She opened the portrait and Sirius strode in. Isabella casually walked in afterwards and spotted Remus on the couch. Before she could say anything to him, Sirius nonchalantly sat on Remus.

"Sirius, please get off me," Remus tried to push him off. Isabella patiently waited by the door for Remus.

"Hello Remmy," Sirius tried to kiss Remus' cheek.

"Okay! Okay! Invasion of space! Please get off me," Remus finally shoved Sirius off.

"Remus, can I talk to you outside?" Isabella said with a disinterested tone. Remus looked up and confused.

"Oh, hey Isabella! Uh sure," Remus put down his book and followed Isabella out. She continued walking down the hallway, down a flight of stairs, left into the next room, and stopped in front of a door.

"Isabella, where exactly are we going?" Remus asked as he was quite behind. He caught up, looked at the door, and grew a smirk on his face. "Really? A broom closet?" He asked with humor in his voice.

"Yes and get in before anyone sees!" Isabella pushed Remus inside.

"Alright," Remus took a seat, "What did you want to talk about?"

"Uhm…hey…how's life…" Isabella didn't know what to say. Remus ran his hands through his hair and looked at her.

"How's life?" Remus started walking towards her, making her walk backwards. "Really? That's what you say when you shove me into a broom closet?" He kept walking towards Isabella.

"Well I thought it would be nice to start a conversation before I…" She stopped herself.

"Before you what?" Remus had backed her into the wall.

"I think you know how to finish that sentence," Isabella started playing with his collar.

"Isabella Clarke, you really are something else," Remus said with a smirk. Isabella raised an eyebrow.

"Saying my name like that is super gross," she leant her head back. Remus took a step closer.

"What're you doing to me?" Remus placed his hands around her waist. Isabella took that opportunity to plant her lips on Remus'. He kissed her right back, knowing full well that this was déjà vu all over again. She kissed him harder, stepping out and pushing him into the wall.

"Isabella-"Remus started to say, but got cut off by another kiss. She could tell Remus wasn't feeling it as much as she was, so she broke away from him.

"What is it?" She asked, a little exasperated. Remus smiled and chuckled.

"May I take my robes off? It's quite hot in here," Remus started taking his robes off. Isabella cringed at his use of 'may' and watched him.

"You know, you don't do that sexily right?" Isabella swiftly removed her robes as well, revealing her school uniform, her skirt sneakily rolled up. She turned around and slowly walked to the other side of the closet, teasing him.

"Now that's not nice," Remus crossed his arms.

"Well, what are you going to do about it?" Isabella tossed her hair to one side, her back still facing him. Remus grabbed her, pushed her into the wall, and avidly kissed her. With hormones driving him, he started kissing her neck, leaving a scarlet hickey. Isabella giggled and kissed him again.

"No one suspects we're doing anything, right?" She smiled. He ruffled his hair and shook his head.

"I think we're good," Remus leant in to kiss her again. Isabella stopped him and gave a surprised expression.

"Wait, what about Whitney?" She cocked her head. Remus sighed and looked around.

"Whitney and I are just platonic. I don't recall making it official with her," Remus stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"Great, so I don't need to kill a spastic Whitney if she comes after me?" Isabella smirked.

"Heh, yeah don't worry about it," Remus kissed her again. She backed away and yawned.

"Man, I'm tired. What time is it?" She asked Remus. He looked at his watch and snickered.

"1:30am," he replied. She started to laugh and sat down.

"Wow, I'm going to have to get some sleep now because I got work tomorrow," she looked at Remus with a tired face. He smiled and sat down next to her.

"I'll make sure to pop in and say hi," he cheekily smiled before making out with her again.

Shit Bella, you've got yourself deep in this one, she thought to herself. She eventually leant her head on his shoulder and drifted slowly to sleep. He also felt the heat lulling him to sleep. Little did the two forget that they were still in the broom closet…