When I entered my dark apartment, my only thought was sleep. That would have to wait, as the phone rang as soon as I opened the door.
"Hello?"
"What are you doing Wednesday?" I gave a slight groan. It was my older sister, Liz. She was engaged to her college sweetheart and has been driving me crazy with all wedding plans."
"I dunno, working that night, why?"
"They want us to do last minute fittings." Dress shopping was the last thing I wanted to do with my sister. She'd probably end up having me dress up in the most ridculous dress in the store.
"Do I have too?" I whined. I already knew the answer. The wedding was taking place this Sunday and my sister wanted everything ready now. I agreed to meet her Thursday at her apartment. Afterwards I headed over towards my room, changing into some pjs. Once I changed, I stared at myself in the mirror. Compared to my sister, I'm not very pretty. She was beautiful, with long honey blonde hair, pretty green eyes, and pale white skin. I on the otherhand had shoulder-length brown hair that hung limp most of the time and boring brown eyes. What was it that the guy at the bar was attracted too?
It wasn't often that I had guys attracted to me. A year ago I was in a relationship, but that quickly ended. Other then that, with the occasional blind dates my sister put me up to, I've never really dated around much. Why? Well, I guess I just never bought into the whole idea of meeting the guy of my dreams. My sister tends to joke that I have a pessimistic view towards love. Maybe it's true.
I brushed all thoughts aside as I climbed into bed. The only thing I remember before I drifted off to sleep was the smirk on Sirius Black's face.
He showed up again that night. Abby, again, sent me the stink eye as I walked over to his side of the bar to take his order. Sirius smiled when he saw me walk over.
"What do you want tonight?" I asked him gruffly, hands on my hips.
"You." His answer took me back a bit, but I hide the shock off my face.
"To drink, I mean."
"Well in that case, a beer, please." I nodded, and bent underneath the counter into the mini-fridge. I handed him the beer and prepared an order of drinks for Jane to take.
"So how old are you?" Sirius asked interestdly.
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-one," he answered, not missing a beat. He waitied for my response.
"Same."
"Good." He took a long swig of the beer, then asked another question.
"So, what are you doing tomorrow?" he asked me hopefully.
"I have plans." I didn't add any more information to it. I knew it bothered him because he asked another question.
"With who? Another guy?"
"Nope, my sister."
"You have a sister?"
"Yup."
"Older or younger?"
"Older."
"Ah." He said nothing else. He left ten minutes later, not without asking me out again. I declined his offer.
"Playing hard to get, aren't we?" Sirius asked me, his hand on the door handle, about to leave.
"Who said I was playing?"
"You like me."
I scoffed. "I barely know you."
"Go out with me, and we can change that."
This time I smirked, shaking my head. Sirius shrugged. "Have fun tomorrow with your sister." He held a hand up as a goodbye, and left. The door closed with a bang, thanks to the strong winds London has been getting.
I sighed. Dating a stranger was the last thing on my mind.