A Parental Guide
By xXxFluffy-Pink-Socks
a.k.a Miss Willow
A/N: LAST CHAPTER! WOOO! YAY! I'm also very sad, though. It's strange that I should end this story now, especially with the end of Harry Potter itself so near. Ok. I'm going to stop now because otherwise I'll cry or something. )
So, for the last time, read and enjoy!
Fluff
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"You idiot!" I exclaimed angrily, trying desperately to tug my hand out of the handcuffs. I clenched my fist, spread my fingers wide and just pulled and pulled. The handcuffs were too tight. I sighed in frustration. I glared at Sirius.
"Don't look at me, you threw the key out of the window," Sirius said as though reading my mind.
"Yes but I didn't know you were going to hand cuff me to you!" I replied, scowling.
"Well, if you hadn't handcuffed me to the wall in the first place..." Sirius remarked, also scowling.
"Yeah! S-s-so?! It's still your fault!" I told him.
"How?" Sirius asked.
"If you had refused to talk about... what happened..."
"Rosa, just say it- we got off," Sirius said, rolling his eyes.
"I was trying to be tactful," I muttered, feeling very embarrassed and therefore losing my thread of thought. I shook my head and carried on, "Anyway, if you had just agreed to talk about what happen- EURGH! Fine! We got off! We snogged! We swapped spit! Whatever you want to fucking call it, Sirius, I don't care!" Sirius started laughing again. What the hell was it with him?! He laughed at anything and everything! And always at the most inappropriate of times! "Sirius... SIRIUS... WILL YOU STOP LAUGHING AND LISTEN TO ME!"
"Sorry," Sirius apologised, though he didn't look the least bit sorry and he was still grinning at me.
"Right. So if you had just talked about it when I had asked then I wouldn't have stormed off-"
"OH, that's why you stormed off!" Sirius said and he narrowed his eyes at me.
"-Yes. So I wouldn't have stormed off and I wouldn't have come in here and the house elves wouldn't have-" I explained,
"There weren't any house elves. The Love Shack is what you wanted to appear."
"Well, you could have made it disappear! Don't pretend that you don't know how to change..." I trailed off and started to grin, "That's it!"
"What is?" Sirius asked, clueless.
"You can just think of something else and change the room we're in, so that we're no longer trapped!" I said and I felt stupid that I hadn't thought of the quite obvious and simple idea before.
"Maybe I don't want it to change," Sirius said, smirking at me.
I glared, "Now is not the time for joking. You can go back to making stupid comments when we're out of this mess!"
"Hmm... let me think... no, I think I'm happy where I am." I stared at Sirius in disbelief and, although he was giving me a smug look, I knew he was being serious.
"Sirius, be reasonable! You can't keep me here against my will!"
"I think I can. You're handcuffed to me and I'm handcuffed to the wall incase you've forgotten." I blushed, knowing that there would have been no possible thing on earth that could have made me forget that I was backed up against a wall with my body pressed against Sirius'.
"Don't be ridiculous. Look, just change the room and then we can go." I said impatiently, sucking in my stomach and trying to edge away from Sirius. Apparently my body needs oxygen, though, so I had to let my breath out eventually and doing so only seemed to make me even more stuck. I swore.
"Why the hell do you have to have a large chest?!" I blurted out angrily, after trying unsuccessfully to put some space between us.
"Why do YOU have a big chest?" Sirius asked and his eyes left mine. I quickly folded my arms.
"That question isn't an invitation to look down," I snapped at him, colour flooding back into my cheeks, "Besides, it's not that averge-sized, thank you very much!"
"I didn't say having a big chest was a bad thing," Sirius grinned.
"Yeah, well, you saying it makes it a bad thing!"
"Oh and this-" Sirius said, and he paused to puff his chest out with pride, "-is all muscle."
"Wow. I'm impressed." I said sarcastically.
"Willow, why won't you just accept you fancy me?" Sirius asked, rather too arrogantly for my liking.
"Why won't you accept that I DON'T fancy you!"
"Because you are a girl and all girls find me irresistable," Sirius replied simply.
"Sorry to disappoint you."
"Admit it."
"No."
"Just say it."
"NO."
"Why not-"
"Sirius, shut up. You're pissing me off. Besides, Lily doesn't like you either! HA!"
"Evans doesn't count!" Sirius scoffed.
"Why the hell not?"
"She's no ordinary girl. For a start, she does homework at weekends..."
"So do I!" I pointed out triumphantly.
"Yeah, but at least you've had bad grades before!" Sirius remarked and I glared at him. He'd sworn never to mention any grades I got in Potions or Charms (my two worst subjects) ever agan.
"Ok, that's the last time I tell you anything," I said, glaring.
"You're so over-dramatic!" Sirius told me and I quickly put my un-handcuffed hand against his chest, glaring at him. I was almost positive that we hadn't been standing that close two minutes before.
"Stop moving closer," I warned him, starting to feel very nervous.
"What are you going to do about it?"
"Hex you!" I said and my free hand shot into my pocket.
"What with?" Sirius asked. I looked back up and found him smirking at me, twirling my wand in his free hand.
"Sirius, I'm warning you, back off. I don't particularly want to knee you..."
"Yeah, you do!" Sirius laughed.
"OK. Maybe I do. You sussed me out." I said, pretending to admit defeat. My free hand grabbed Sirius' and I tried to reclaim my wand. The two of us struggled to keep a hold on the wand but eventually Sirius managed to pull it out of my grasp. "DAMN YOU!" I pushed my fringe out my face, so that I could glare better at Sirius, "Look, can we please be responsible and give me my wand back?"
"You know I think you're one of the most hilarious people I know..." Sirius said and he grinned cockily at me, pocketing my wand.
"Uh-huh. Great. I..." But the words that I had been about to say stuck like glue in my throat, as Sirius' fingers suddenly brushed against my cheek. My breathing stopped all together and Sirius smiled. He didn't smirk. It was a genuine smile.
"Rosa, not that I'm flattered, but I really think you should stop depriving your lungs of oxygen," Sirius said softly.
"I'm not," I replied, taking a deep breath. Breathing did little to improve how I was feeling and my heart was soon hammering hard against my chest. I placed my hand against Sirius' chest as a barrier between us and found that his heart was beating fast too. Not as fast as mine but then Sirius had always been brilliant at keeping his emotions in check and I was just the complete opposite. His hand had moved to the nape of my neck now, his fingers playing with the strands of hair that had fallen from my otherwise perfected straightened hair.
"Stop teasing me," I managed to stammer angrily and a hint of a glare returned to my brown eyes.
"If you insist..." Sirius declared and his lips came crashing down on my own hungrily. His hand delved into my hair, both of us no longer bothering to keep the hair I'd spent an hour perfecting tidy. My hand slid up his white shirt and my fingers travelled lightly over Sirius' chest. I'd be kidding myself if I said that I hadn't wanted to feel his six pack for myself and, boy, was I not disappointed. If Quidditch could do that, then I would have to seriously consider taking an interest in the sport.
Sirius grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him, our lips still moving furiously against eachother's. We were kissing eachother so aggressively, both of us almost daring the other to pull away first. His hand was still battling ferociously with my sea of tangled curls, my hand was up his shirt, I was backed against a wall, my legs had somehow managed to wrap themselves around his waist, our lips were refusing to pull away from the other's, we were still handcuffed to a wall, and McGonagall chose that precise moment to unjam the door to the Room of Requirement and walk into the room.
"MR. BLACK! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I-" McGonagall began to shout, before she caught sight of me and her jaw dropped.
"Shit," I voiced aloud, attempting to untangle myself from Sirius. The muscles in my legs gave way and I slid half way down the wall, before Sirius was smart enough to quickly grab me.
"Miss Willow! Well, I... I..." McGonagall exclaimed in disbelief. Words seemed to be failing her at the moment and I doubted that I had ever been more humiliated in my entire life. This beat my mum's stripping, my getting drunk and almost sleeping with Sirius only to be walked in on by my brother and arriving in McGonagall's office wearing only a towel and screaming that the world was going to end. Wow. Things always seemed to happen to me.
"That's the second time we've been interrupted, Professor," Sirius stated lightly but I elbowed him hard in the ribs, warning him that he had better shut up or face being given detention.
The three of us stood in silence, Sirius still holding me up, all of us looking quite embarrassed, though no-one quite as embarrassed as me. "Miss Willow, I suggest that the two of you go and find a broom closet, rather than using the Room of Requirement which can be unreliable at the best of times." McGonagall eventually said and I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her give us a quick smile.
She gave her wand a quick flick and the hand-cuffs that had been binding us disappeared. She looked at us as if to say 'I won't even bother asking how the hell that happened', before she gave us a half-hearted glare and swept out of the room.
Sirius and I looked at eachother. I wasn't sure what the hell was going to happen next. Things were usually so unpredictable between us, but I did hope that things didn't repeat themselves and we didn't end up avoiding eachother for the next two weeks.
Sirius sighed, before offering me his hand, "So, fancy finding that broom closet?"
I looked up at him and grinned, "Might as well. Just promise me we aren't using the same one as James and Lily."
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