"I take it you've heard," Sirius said as Minerva entered the noble house of Black.
Minerva nodded as she shrugged off her tartan overcoat and dried her hair with a wave of her wand. "Neville Longbottom came to me because Harry was having a nightmare. He was babbling fairly incoherently so I took him to Dumbledore. And a good thing I did too. How is Arthur?"
Sirius grinned widely, "As good as new though I think he's learnt his lesson about muggle medicine."
Minerva raised a quizzical eyebrow clearly not understanding what he found so amusing.
"Have you ever heard of stitches?" Sirius asked the smile spreading even wider across his face.
Minerva's shoulders began shaking in mirth as she laughed silently. "Oh Merlin I can't believe he did that," she said wiping tears of laughter from her eyes, "I can't imagine what Molly said to him."
"Let's just say she wasn't pleased," Sirius said reaching out and removing the hairpins from her hair, "And how are you?" he said running his fingers through her thick, glossy locks, "I can't imagine Umbridge is making it any easier for you."
"You imagined correctly," Minerva said softly leaning into his hand which he had cupped around her face, "She's insufferable and has taken it upon herself to ensure the student's punishments. Including banning Harry, Fred and George from quidditch indefinitely."
Sirius rolled his eyes as he allowed his fingers to comb through her hair earning himself a soft purr.
"I'm glad you could come," he said softly.
Minerva opened her eyes which she had closed and smiled faintly. "Me too."
Sirius leant forward and kissed her softly before drawing back and pulling her into the kitchen. "First I want you to eat," he said with mock-sternness gesturing at the piles of food Molly Weasley had left behind, "You're far too thin."
Minerva conceded his point with a nod of her head. "I don't get the time to eat," she said sitting down and helping herself to some bread rolls, "Umbridge makes sure of that."
She buttered her piece of bread and bit into it clearly relishing the taste. "She's also had me on midnight patrols for the past fortnight," she said with her mouth full, "It's a wonder I don't fall asleep in classes."
Sirius' mouth quirked as he watched her eating. Despite looking drawn and tired she somehow retained an allure that he found intoxicating. He grinned to himself as he remembered Remus' taunts for the past month.
Sirius kissed the teacher la la la Sirius kissed the teacher…
"May I ask what's so amusing," Minerva said having swallowed her mouthful and pushing her plate away.
"Remus," Sirius stated perfunctorily.
"Ahh," Minerva said, a small smile playing at her lips, "And how is our resident werewolf?"
"Fine and dandy," Remus interrupted striding into the kitchen and piling food onto Minerva's plate and pulling it toward him, "Still got two left feet though," he added through a mouthful of chicken and potato.
"Are you hinting you want another dance lesson Remus?" Minerva said rolling her eyes.
Remus nodded adamantly as he chewed furiously, "Yeah. I'm taking Tonks dancing this weekend at a club she's fond of and I still haven't got the hang of…"
Minerva held up her hand effectively stopping him mid-sentence.
"I'll give you half-an-hour of my time Remus," she said coolly, "But then you are to go out for a long walk and I don't care where to so long as you are not within the walls of this house. Do we have a deal?"
Remus nodded again and swallowed the last of his food. "Gotcha," he said rising to his feet, "When do you want..?"
"Now," Minerva said flatly also rising to her feet, "I want to get this over with."
She walked over to Remus who looked mildly apprehensive.
"Put your hand on my waist," she commanded, "A little higher," she added as Remus' hand wandered down her lumbar region.
"You let Sirius…" Remus protested.
"You're not Sirius," Minerva said flatly, "Sirius if you'd give us some music please?"
Sirius grinned wolfishly as he waved his wand and a wild Latin tune resounded around the room.
Well if it looks like love should be a crime
You'd better lock me up for life
I'll do the time with a smile on my face
Thinking of her in her leather and lace
Minerva stepped back from Remus and subjected Sirius to a glare that would petrify most men.
"Sorry," he said abashed, "I couldn't resist."
Minerva's mouth quirked slightly, "I wouldn't be caught dead in leather," she said with a wink.
Sirius' mouth dropped as he realised the implications of what she was saying. Minerva McGonagall in lace? He had to admit the thought was very appealing to him.
"Sirius," Minerva said reverting to her usual sharp tones, "Music?"
Sirius waved his wand absent-mindedly and a less flamboyant song began to play. He watched as Minerva led Remus around the kitchen correcting his foot movements. Remus' face was contorted in concentration as Minerva allowed him to lead offering encouragement at varying intervals.
Remus faltered and Minerva laughed as he flushed scarlet and shook her head as he tried to apologise.
"Again Remus," she said flicking her hair over her shoulder, "You're doing extremely well."
"Really?" Remus said skeptically.
"Really Remus."
The werewolf grinned and twirled her in a wild spin much to her amusement before becoming serious again and following the proper steps. Minerva looked over his shoulder and winked at Sirius who had a smile playing on his face as he watched her dance.
"That will do Remus," she said pulling back as the last note faded away, "Now go for a long walk."
Remus gave Sirius a sly grin as he strode across the room earning himself two glares. He shrugged and they soon heard the sound of the door closing. Sirius rose to his feet and pulled Minerva toward him.
"A dance milady?" he said bowing and kissing her hand.
"You're an idiot," Minerva said with a grin.
"Is that a yes?"
"Yes."
He grinned and waved his wand and a soft, almost Latin tempo began to play. They both began to move as two parts of one whole and Sirius pulled Minerva close as their bodies swayed to their natural rhythm.
Besame besame mucho,
Each time I bring you a kiss
I hear music divine
So besame, besame mucho
Yeah I love you for ever
Say that you'll always be mine
They moved as one person with timing too precise to be labeled perfect. Sirius smiled at this revelation as Minerva rested her head against his chest trusting him to lead her safely. His fingers began to trace small circles on her back and he kissed her softly on her black hair.
Dearest one, if you should leave me
Then each little dream will take wings
And my life would be through
So besame, besame mucho
Yeah I love you for ever
Make all my dreams come true
Minerva allowed herself to be spun away from him before returning to his arms. She looked upwards at him with a half-smile playing on her lips. Sirius returned her smiled and pulled her closer toward him so their bodies were flush against one another.
"I love you," he said softly into her ear as they revolved in slow circles.
Oh this joy is something new
My arms are holding you
I never knew this thrill before
Who ever thought I'd be
Holding you close to me
Whispering it's you I adore
"Tha gaol agam ort," Minerva replied nuzzling into his chest.
So dearest one, if you should leave me
Then each little dream will take wings
And my life would be through.
So besame, besame mucho
Yeah I love you for ever
Make all my dreams come true
"In English if you would Minerva," Sirius said with a laugh.
"It's Gaelic," Minerva said drawing her head back and looking at him, "For I love you,"
Oh this joy is something new,
My arms are holding you,
I never knew this thrill before
Who ever thought I'd be
Holding you close to me
Whispering it's you I adore
"You mean that?" Sirius said in disbelief.
Minerva nodded and stood on the tips of her toes and brushed her lips gently against hers. Sirius's hands snaked around her back pushing her closer toward him as their kiss intensified.
So dearest one, if you should leave me
Each little dream will take wings
And my life would be through.
So besame, besame mucho
Yeah love me for ever
Make all my dreams come true
Love me for ever
Make all my dreams come true
Love me for ever
Make all my dreams come true
Sirius ran his tongue along around Minerva's lips and inwardly smiled as a soft moan escaped from her and she parted them willingly. His tongue explored her mouth as she wrapped her hands around his neck tightly. They parted only when they needed to breathe and Minerva gave a small grin Sirius would never have expected on her face.
"Remus won't be back for a few hours…" she said coyly wrapping a loose lock of his hair around her finger.
Sirius grinned and picked her up gently causing her to laugh which he quickly stifled with another kiss.
"Bedroom?" Minerva whispered pulling back.
"Right this way," Sirius said walking out of the kitchen and up the stairs. He smiled as he began to ascend the stairs, "Tha gaol agam ort."
Author's note:- I know! It's absolute fluff and drivel but its fun to write! Hope you all enjoyed it and do review and tell me so if you did. If you didn't then…well I didn't force to read it. Cheers. Minniequill
Note:- The first song excerpt is from Rikki Martin's 'She Bang' and the second song is 'Besame Mucho' which has been sung by any people though this particular vision is by Frank Sinatra. 'Tha gaol agam ort' is Scottich gaelic for 'I love you' but it may be wrong (if it is I'm sorry) for I only had a friend who can 'kind of' speak Gaelic but is not fluent.