AN: Not JK Rowling wish I was but I'm not.
Harry didn't apologize the next day. I wasn't completely surprised but it still hurt none-the-less. He seemed dazed and only interested in the Order and his Disciplinary Hearing.
I was half asleep after the night I had with Sirius. It had been so easy to talk to him and he calmly listened to what I had to say over my hot chocolate and his Firewhisky. He might have slipped a little of his Firewhisky into my drink because the later we talked the easier it had been to spill my feelings. Maybe I had just found a kindred spirit.
Mrs. Weasley was telling us that the drawing room needed to be cleared of doxys. They flew around the room and we sprayed the best we could but I could see Fred and George slipping a few into their pockets. What in the world were they up to now?
Mrs. Weasley left after we were done and slipped down the stairs to get us some lunch. Kreacher somehow slipped into the room faster than I would have thought possible muttering under his breath.
"… smells like a drain and a criminal to boot, but she's no better, nasty old blood traitor with her brats messing up my mistress's house, oh, my poor mistress, if she knew, if she knew the scum they've let into her house, what would she say to old Kreacher, oh, the shame of it, mudbloods and werewolves and traitors and thieves, poor old Kreacher, what can he do…"
The poor elf probably didn't even realize he was speaking out loud and I said as much. Everyone else thought I was barmy but it was obvious the poor elf just wanted some care and a bit of attention.
"What do you want, anyway?" George asked.
"Kreacher is cleaning," he replied sending loving looks at the tapestry on the wall.
"A likely story," a deep voice said behind me. I shivered and turned. Sirius was leaning against the door jamb like he had last night and I smiled unconsciously. He smirked back and I quickly turned away. He had seen me at one of my worst moments. I flushed in embarrassment and shook my head.
"Molly sent me to get you for lunch," the boys and Ginny rushed forward out of the room faster than you could say Fizzing Whizbees. I snorted and passed Sirius on the landing.
"Pet," I paused at his voice my heart hammering in my chest. I flushed and turned towards him and that infuriating smirk was on his face.
"Yes Snuffles?" He barked out a laugh and casually threw his arm around my shoulder. I smiled in spite of my embarrassment.
"Pet you have no reason to be embarrassed." The blood left my face and I could tell he was holding back laughter. "All of your emotions come perfectly across your face you need a better poker face." He smiled and ruffled my hair as we made our way down the steps to the kitchen that had the most amazing smells coming from it.