A/N: Thanks to all of my lovely reviewers and to my betas, (yesI have two becauseI couldn't chose between them) Amanda and amattsonperdue.
Disclaimer: Yeah it's me J.K Rowling! I own all of them, Sirius, Remus, Dumbledore, Lily, James and the rest of the lot!
"Oh, wait, you have some mustard on your cheek," I laugh and move forward to swipe it off with my thumb. My hand touches his lips lightly and I shiver. Unconsciously I scoot closer to him and soon our faces are centimeters apart. He blinks a few times but doesn't move away, so I move closer. Without thinking I move in to close the distance between us…
It's a very tender kiss, slow and hesitant. It was bliss…for about two seconds. All logic comes crashing down and we quickly pull apart. I nearly fall of the bench in an attempt to but as much space between Sirius and me. I can feel my face burning with embarrassment; I hide my face in my hands.
Oh my God! You fucking idiot! Why did you do that for!
Neither of us speak. I didn't dare look at him for fear of anger or worse disgust on his face, so I keep my gaze trained on the sidewalk. Seconds stretch into minutes and still we sit immobile and silent.
Sirius clears his throat, but I refuse to look at him. "I think that I should take you back to the hospital now." he breathed, his voice shaky and slightly uneven. I feel him get up and I promptly follow.
The ride back to the hospital was more than awkward, it was suffocating. The tension was so thick it could smother you, and every minute I spent in that damn car, I prayed
that the seat would just swallow me and save me from this type of humiliation and stress.
We arrive, and it takes all of me self-control not to just open the door and sprint all the way to my room. By the time Sirius hands me over to Pomfrey and leaves, I'm so frustrated and angry with myself I run into my room, jump onto my bed and scream.
Stupid! How could you have been so stupid!
I yank on my hair and scream into my pillow.
You fucked it up you bloody twit! Fucked it up good!
oooooOOOooooo
You, Sirius Black, are a perverted pedophile! You could have stopped him but you didn't! You are so fucking screwed!
I yell and shake the steering wheel at a red light. The passengers in the cars next to me give me some weird looks; I just ignore them and continue my mental rant.
You were going to kiss him back too! He pulled away too soon, but if he hadn't you would have kissed him back! You liked it! You enjoyed it! You disgusting freak of nature! You're a waste of sperm, you sorry excuse for a human being!
I reach the office, park my car and throw my head back against the car seat. I stare at the car's grey ceiling deep in thought. I have no choice. I have to go talk to Dumbledore. I'm going to ask for a different case. He'll be disappointed in me after all this is my first task, but if I don't do something I could get into some serious shit. Making up my mind I look in the car mirror to make sure I look presentable and get out.
Entering, I'm greeted by the usual flock of women. I pass them without a word and head directly to Dumbledore's office. Without bothering to knock, I enter. Inside are about five men, including Dumbledore, standing around deep in conversation. They look up when I enter and Dumbledore moves to me.
"Just the man we wanted to see!" says a blonde man wearing a brown suit in the corner of the room. Dumbledore places his hand on my shoulder and leads me to a seat. I sit down and look around, all eyes are on me.
"So…is this a good time sir?" I ask slowly still looking around.
"Yes, splendid timing!" says another man in a pinstriped suit.
"Sirius these men have stressed their concern about your case," says Dumbledore as he takes his seat behind the desk.
"That's precisely why I came, sir! There's a problem, I−" I'm interrupted by another man with a red tie.
"Yes there is a problem." He glares at me and continues. "You're taking too long! The press is getting restless and time is running out!"
"But I came to−" I start again just to be interrupted by the blonde man.
"Now I'm sure he's doing his best to finish the case," he says.
"I don't doubt his ability; it's his tactics I'm worried about. This should have taken one day, two days, even, but not two weeks!" retorts the man with the red tie. Suddenly the room bursts into chatter as the men start to talk over each other. I see Dumbledore stand up and all of the talking ceased.
"Gentlemen, maybe we should hear what Mr. Black has to say," he looks at me and nods once.
"The reason it's taken me so long is because I had to give Mr. Lupin time to recover. I only just started questioning him a few days ago." The man with the red tie shakes his head in disapproval. He opens his mouth to say something, but Dumbledore speaks first.
"Mr. Black, we've come up with a solution to our problems," I look at him confused.
"What do you mean?"
"Well Mr. Lupin is due to be released on Monday and you still haven't finished questioning him," says the blonde man, and I nod. "Well, we've decided where he's going to stay." I look to Dumbledore and he nods.
"Which foster home is it?" I ask looking at the men in the room.
"It's not a foster home, Mr. Black," says Dumbledore, and I raise an eyebrow. "He's going to go live with you…"
A/N: It's shortI know. But you know what would be an awesome graduation present? (Graduated middle school Thursday morning) IfI got lots and lots of reviews!