Padfoot's Twelve Days of Christmas
Copyright: I don't own any of these characters/scenes/general JKR Universey things.
This is the third day in a challenge I have with my wonderful sister and fellow author, Rinnie10, to create 12 little stories on the 12 days of Christmas. Enjoy. And review. It keeps the chills at bay, and it IS winter! So help a guy out and tell me what you think! I'll even give you a free thingamajic! No jokes! REVIEW! Haha! Enjoy!
Day Three
On The Third Day of Christmas, Lily Evans Gave to Me… Three Single Lilies
Breakfast that morning found Sirius Black in a right foul mood. His detention with Dippet hadn't gone well at all, and as a result he now had a second to look forward to. He grabbed for a flagon of Pumpkin Juice, and took a long gulp.
"Good morning Siri," Came the voice of Remus Lupin, "You feeling better today?" Sirius barked a response around a mouthful of oatmeal, and left it at that. He wasn't in the mood for small talk. Remus tried to start conversation up for a second time, but a swift glare put an end to that. Still, it was a Thursday, which meant that the first lesson of the day was Defence Against the Dark Arts. Finally a piece of good news!
Sirius walked through the door to DADA with his head in a book, which was uncharacteristically studious for him. James had picked up on it, but he refused to share his reasons for taking an interest to academia. The real reason was that he had developed a charm to turn the text of the book into moving comic strips which only the owner could see.
He sat down at his desk to find a single white flower. Other desks were empty, so he didn't know what to think. He ran a few dark detection spells over it, just in case, and it came back completely harmless. He pocketed it and carried on with the lesson.
Later in the afternoon, on his way to transfiguration, he found a second flower following him down the corridor. It was identical to the first, and bobbing expectantly in the air about a metre in front of him. He took that one too, placing it with the first. This was starting to become very creepy. It was when Sirius found the third one that he started to ask questions in the common room. James and Remus were no help, telling him all kinds of ghost stories involving Peeves and the Bloody Baron. They were interesting, but provided no help in the search for the source of the impromptu floristry.
"Siri! Are you ok?" It was Lily. Again.
"Yes?" a curt response didn't faze her.
"Did you like the flowers I sent?" She was being deliberately cooperative, which unsettled him.
"They were you? I thought I had an admirer. I was kind of hoping on Alice Fortescu! The things she could do with Ice Cream…" he punctuated it with a cheeky wink.
"You know she only has eyes for that Longbottom boy, so why do you even bother!" an exasperated James asked, rolling his eyes and shrugging.
"I just don't know anymore." Sirius replied. He removed the flowers from his bag, and let them float around him. He hadn't noticed before, but they looked strangely like Lilies. He smiled.