As Sirius watched her throw her curls back in appreciative laughter at something he had just said, Sirius again felt something very new and unlike anything else he had ever felt around any girl before. As they wandered down the crowded streets of Hogsmeade, he wondered what he had said to make her laugh. He couldn't even remember, he was so caught up by the way her eyes sparkled in the cold winter sun. Sirius knew it must have been something she found genuinely funny, because she wasn't one of those girls who giggled every five seconds when she was around him.
There was silence between them for a moment, but Sirius didn't mind. It wasn't uncomfortable; in fact it was almost pleasant. Sirius might very well have been the most confident guy on the planet when it came to girls, but even he had never been so at ease around anyone ever before.
She was saying something to him now, smiling that smile that was almost, but not quite, perfect. Sirius had the whole world. It was right in front of him. He could touch it. See it. It was his and only his, or perhaps theirs.
Yet he was utterly isolated. Not in a bad way, because she was all the company he needed. Even as he saw the people pushing past, hurriedly going about their business, Sirius was somehow apart. They were all alone, but together in themselves. The sun hit the snow blindingly, sparkling off the sidewalks and her hair and her lips and her eyes. Everything glowed in the cold, white, light.
Sirius could feel the warmth emanating from her face. Her smile and her cheeks, and her eyes. Maybe it was coming from her very soul. Or her heart. That was a nice thought.
As she took his hand, Sirius could swear tiny sparks danced up his arm. She pulled him along, skipping, laughing. They were laughing together. It bubbled up from between them and flowed out into the brilliant boundless blue sky.
Sirius felt like he was drunk, maybe he was. Oh, he hoped not. This was far too wonderful to be a dream that he wouldn't remember in the morning. The trees and the snow seemed so alive. Even the houses and shops seemed to dance with the rhythm of his heart.
Suddenly a new thought occurred to Sirius. Was she feeling the same things he was? He turned to ask her. Their eyes met and Sirius had all the answer he needed. He could nearly see fire leaping in her shining eyes. There was a magical buzz between them, around them. And Sirius forgot everything but those eyes.
He could feel the life burning inside him, filling up his fingers and his face and his heart. Something inside of him roared like a giant tidal wave, sweeping through him. His heart was melting. Melting in those eyes.
The sun was shining down, bathing everything in radiant warmth. Or perhaps the warmth came from within her. Sirius wasn't sure, but he didn't really care. It didn't matter. Sirius could practically feel his heart take wing, leaping and soaring.
Somehow his fingers brushed her cheek, sending the warm, magical, humming through him. He was happier than he had ever been in his entire life.
He had not a care in the world. She looked into his eyes, the same warmth flooding them. He looked back, unable and unwilling to tear himself away. They seemed pulled together by a separate force that had nothing to do with physically moving. He found her in his arms and it seemed the most natural place on earth.
That was when the deep, unidentifiable feeling came forward and presented itself. Driven by a sudden wave of… something, Sirius stepped forward, pulling her closer and locking their lips together. The whole world was a beautiful, beautiful place.
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