"Sirius, what's the matter?" she frowned and kissed the side of his neck, crawling next to him. "You're mad about something." he grumbled and continued picking grass out of the ground.
"I'm not mad, I'm just...agitated." she rolled her eyes and sat in front of him, taking his hands.
"Why are you /agitated/ then, Mr. Black?" she kissed his hand and he kissed her softly in return.
"Don't worry about it, love." he stood up and walked inside, wishing they weren't so close.