Pairing: Blackinnon

Prompt: Sirius and Marlene at a muggle party

For: stars-in-the-nightsky

The music was loud, throbbing in her ear as they weaved through the crowd. It was wilder than the Wizarding parties, more alcohol, more drugs. The house was flooded with sweaty people, dancing alone, dancing in pairs, dancing in groups…Marlene had never seen such high levels of energy. The Gryffindor parties at school weren't even this intense. No one seemed to have any sense of shame here, each was in their own little world as the music surrounded them.

Sirius's hand never left hers, grasping it tightly and keeping her pulled close to his side so they didn't get separated in the throng of people. When they finally came to a halt, Marlene realised they were in the middle of the dance floor.

A girl came up to Sirius, choosing to ignore Marlene's very obvious presence. Marlene glared at her as she sidled right up to him, so her face was barely inches away from his. Marlene figured if she put as much hatred as she could into her glare, the bitch would get the picture and leave. Sirius folded his arms over his chest, lips quirking up into a smile as he noticed Marlene's jealousy. She whispered something in his ear. He stepped back from the girl slightly. She pouted, and said, while attempting to trail a finger down his chest;

"Why don't you tell Medusa over there to shove it, you can do so much better than her. You can have me."

Sirius smirked cooly, that famous, disinterested Black smirk. Marlene's glare didn't not lessen in the slightest. He winked at marlene over the girls conveniently short figure.

He raised an eyebrow at the girl. "How about I tell you to shove it instead? I quite like my girlfriend actually."

Marlene's breath got caught in her throat. It was the first time he'd actually called her his girlfriend since they 'made it official' - that is, when James threatened to out them publicly as a couple if they didn't get their shit together and do it themselves.

She couldn't help but smile just a little. The girl looked shocked, but Sirius had already grabbed Marlene's hand and pulled her outside where there was less people. He grabbed a cigarette pack out of his pocket, offered one to Marlene who accepted, and then took one himself. He lit them with his Muggle lighter.

"How did you know about this party?"

Sirius smirked. "I found it a few years back, used to piss dear old Mum right off when I came home spelling of Muggle alcohol. It happens every year as far as I know. Course I always paid for it, but it was worth it. My little rebellion. I tried to bring Regulus once."

He smiled, just a little bitterly.

"How'd that work out?"

He laughed. "'Bout as well as you can expect, little shit, he went and ratted to my Uncle Alphard who was supposed to be looking after us while my parents were away. I got the last laugh though, because all Alphard said was, "So?", he's not into any of the pureblood crap. He gave me explicit permission to go. Mum was livid when she found out, but she couldn't actually punish me because I'd been given permission."

Marlene smiled, and rested her head against his shoulder as they leaned against the wall. His arm snaked around her waist. Sirius suddenly reached out, and grabbed a couple of drinks of the tray that was being passed round. He held one out to Marlene.

"Try it, Marley."

She looked skeptical. "What is it?

He grinned. "Try it. You drink it all at once, Muggles call them Vodka shots."

She was still wary, but she did as she was told. The taste was bitter, and it burned her throat on the way down. She saw Sirius downing his own shot.

She felt a pleasant buzz run through her veins, like a faint fire.

"Good?"

She nodded. They continued that way for a while, downing shot after shot after shot until that pleasant buzz had completely enveloped her and she knew she was drunk.

She pulled Sirius out onto the dance floor, and wound her arms around his neck pressing her body as close to his as was possible. His lips found her neck, biting and sucking gently as their hips ground against each others sensually.

A small moan escaped her lips as he hit a particularly sensitive spot just below her ear. She decided to take control, the alcohol fueling her lust. She grabbed his face between her hands and brought his lips back down to hers, hands twining in his hair and his arm tightening around her waist, while his other hand buried itself in her long blonde hair.

He broke away to catch his breath, both were breathing heavily, the alcohol burning through their veins heightened their desire. Marlene tightened her hands in his hair as he rested his forehead on hers, lips barely brushing.

"Let's get out of here," he whispered into her ear, just loud enough to be heard above the music. His voice was low, and husky, sending shivers down her spine. Involuntarily her body arched forwards into his, causing him to groan.

She nodded. "Sounds like a plan."

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Liza