[okay this is done for lucy kent's titanic competition. i just had to write at least 100 words, so here goes nothing!] [wordcount about 700]
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[Alternative Universe. Marauder Era where Hermione and Sirius are the same age and they're friends with the Marauders!]
[Warning for drinking while dancing references, dont drink and drive]
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Dancing with myself
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Sirius pulled Hermione by the hand towards the club with the flashing neon sign.
"C'mon, it's going to be fun," Sirius said with a beaming smile as he pulled her towards the entrance.
"No, no I don't want to go, I'm going to make a fool out of myself."
"That's the funnest part, seeing you make a fool out of yourself. You could stand to be a little foolish sometimes
honey."
Sirius laughed even louder and pulled her hand with even more determination. "C'mon let's go clubbing, we don't
know how much time we have left."
Hermione pouted; she was tempted to go dancing in the club with Sirius. But part of her was saying - no screaming - that it was a very bad, no good idea.
Hermione dug her heels into the pavement, not letting Sirius pull her even an inch forward more.
"Sirius, you wouldn't happen to have an ulterior motive do you in making me go to the club?"
"Nonsense!" Sirius said even more callously, making Hermione even more suspcious. "I just want you to let loose!"
"THAT'S exactly what I'm worried about!" Hermione's cheeks flushed. Was Sirius trying to get her drunk and dancing like a moron so he could take advantage of her?
Sirius suddenly narrowed his eyes, as if he knew what she was thinking. "It's not what you think, Hermione. I just
want you to have fun and break out of your shell for a bit." He pouted back at her and made puppy dog eyes. "C'mon pleaseeeeee? I haven't been to a pub in ages!"
"Sirius, you went to the pub just last week with James!"
"Oh, right, I forgot about that. Still! It's been a week!"
"GGRRRRRRRRrrrr Sirius! You're just trying to get me drunk!"
Sirius pulled at her hand again, they were just about one inch from stepping inside the booming, loud-music playing dance club and pub. "So what? I'll make sure nothing happens to you, give me a break," Sirius said with another mischevious smile as he pulled her in.
Hermione's eyes opened wide, however, once they were inside the club and everybody was dancing and moving about. And she realized many people, both men and women, were looking at Sirius and her. A few of them checked her out and smiled appreciatively.
"We're the most attractive couple here," Sirius whispered in her ear. There was a fierce undertone, almost like a growl when he spoke. "Everybody wants you."
"I doubt that." Hermione tried to look down at her modest 70s style hippie dress, yet she couldn't deny it was true: many of the guys in the club were looking at her. Not that Sirius wasn't also getting checked out by at least half of the jealous girls who wanted a piece of the infamous Sirius Black.
While she was worried about all this, suddenly Hermione felt Sirius's arms around her waist.
"I want to see you dance. C'mon, baby, move for me." He laughed in her ear
Hermione wanted to refuse, but suddenly with the music playing loudly and Sirius's eyes on hers, she felt like she could conquer...
"Okay. Fine." Hermione smiled. "I'll need a drink first though."
"I thought so." Sirius laughed as he went to the bar to order them drinks. Hermione blushed as she realized she was watching Sirius's hot arse from behind as he walked in his tight jeans.
Somebody pinch me, she thought. Hermione could still not figure out why the hottest, most sought-after Marauder had chosen her to pursue.
Yet it made sense too when she saw the way Sirius looked back at her, his silver eyes gleaming and happy, as he walked back towards her with their drinks.
Yes, Sirius I want you, she thought. And yet she kept her real feelings hidden.
"Everything alright, baby?" Sirius asked with that same gleam in his beautiful eyes.
Hermione tried to gulp down her fears. "Yeah."
She felt Sirius's hand on her waist again and he passed her a drink.
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