~Of Silver and Gold~
Chapter 31: Sketches
Amorette was the young transfer student that Sirius had immediately gotten captured by. He saw her walking by, so gorgeous, blond hair capturing the sunlight in a magical way. Her eyes were big and brown and showed so much spunk in them that he had to smile every time he saw it. Her lips were so plump, and when she bit her bottom lip showing her amusement he would become distracted. She was perfect for him in every way.
"Ouch!" young Sirius cried out.
He turned around immediately and came face to face with James who looked amused. James was his best friend and he was cocky now because he wasn't the love sick fool any longer, rather it was Sirius, the ladies man. Lily laid her head on James' chest and smiled at Sirius.
Lily knew that Sirius was lovesick, she saw it every time that Amorette walked by. She also knew that Amorette was infatuated herself, but she refused to fall for the flirt, she had standards and she had admitted that she would make Sirius her husband.
"Go talk to her" She suggested.
"You nutters? She'd make fun of me." Sirius said.
"Nervous as you?" James teased.
Sirius glared at his ego taking a blow. So he glared and walked towards the young girl. He sat beside her as she read the book. He waited for her to turn around and when she didn't he got frustrated and decided to talk.
Before he could even open his mouth she spoke.
"About time Black, now what do you want?" she asked.
He looked at her surprised and saw her smiling flirtatiously. He gave her a smile in return and she giggled.
"Look I like you…"
She looked at him blankly and he wondered if he had royally messed up.
"So?"
"So?" He repeated.
"What am I supposed to do about it?" she asked him.
"Err…..date me?" he asked.
"Exclusively?" she added.
"Of course" she replied somewhat surprised.
"I don't know if you can do that actually" Amorette said and picked up her books.
"Why not?" he asked.
"You aren't ready for it" she said simply.
Then she left, leaving Sirius looking like a fool. The fifteen year old was then determined to win her over.
Two years later…
She had finally said yes in front of everyone and kissed him right on the lips. That moment was the most memorable moment of his life.
Now as he held her in his arms he decided that he wouldn't let go. He kissed her once more and she reciprocated immediately. She let out a little noise showing her pleasure and he knew that she was worth it. He had been celibate for two years, to have this woman just let him take her on a date. He did everything he could ever think of.
"I love you" he admitted to her after he pulled away.
She let out a soft smile.
"What do you expect me to do about it?" she whispered.
"Love me back?" he said nervously.
She opened her eyes and showed him the pair of eyes he loved more than anything. They were a deep brown, so pure yet so wicked at the same time. She had the cunning mind that would make any man go crazy, of course he was the exception and both knew it.
"I already do that…always will do that" she admitted.
He lifted her up and she laughed softly giving him another kiss in return. Young love. No, this wasn't young love, this was the real deal the one that would scare the hell out of him, it should have, but it didn't.
"I love you" she murmured.
"I love you too" he replied.
Year Later…
"This is perfect" she admitted.
He smiled and he wrapped his arms around her as they both looked on at their house. It was a beautiful cottage and they had gotten it as soon as they graduated. She was there when he was kicked out of his family and removed from the family tree. He didn't mind because as she had told him:
"We are starting our own family"
They bought the home for them and their future baby. They had learned but a few weeks prior and he was excited about getting everything ready. He was already a good godfather towards a newborn Harry, so he knew that their little girl would be perfect.
"Let's check the nursery" Amorette said excited.
He smiled and before she could protest, he picked her up and they ran upstairs. Soon they entered the room that was perfect for their little child.
"Beautiful" she said smiling.
"Perfect for our princess" Sirius said.
The morning sun hit the window perfectly making it look like heaven for a baby.
"An angel really" Amorette said.
"That's a nice name" Sirius said.
"Angel? Angeline…I like it" Amorette murmured. "Possible name?"
"We need a star relation you know dear" he said kissing her forehead.
"Marie" she whispered as she saw the paintings of the sea before them.
"Sea star?" he chuckled. "I don't think that counts for my family."
"But it's our family" she said pouting.
"You're right."
That very night they lay in bed together as he held her close. She was so gorgeous and her golden locks fell down her shoulders perfectly. He wondered just how lucky he was, just why he had such great luck. There weren't many things that he had that lasted long, but he knew that this would, this was more than just love, this was it. This was the only person he could ever love.
His eyes trailed down towards the small bump stomach and he slid down to kiss it. He caressed the small bump, earning him a small kick from his daughter.
"You might be the only person in the world that I could love more than your mother" he whispered.
"She better be" A sleepy Amorette commented.
He smiled his thousand watt smile at her and she giggled kissing him immediately.
...
He immediately got up in a cold sweat. It had happened once again, he had that dream again. He pushed the covers off of him and he decided that he needed a cold drink of water.
Walking down the stairs, he found himself shaking trying to gather his surroundings. The dark made him feel lonesome, but it also comforted, it was better than the sun that reminded him of the golden hair that reminded him of his wife. He hated reliving those moments of utter vulnerability. She was his lifeline, and as he had promised her, she was the person that he loved more than anything in the world. He never got to meet his daughter, and that hurt him more than anything.
He sat down in the kitchen and drank a cold glass of water. He needed to simply get over it, he needed to move on, but prison had only let him remember the good moments so he wouldn't go absolutely crazy.
He always wondered what their daughter's name was. Was it out of the names they had gone through?
Flashback…
"Missy?" he asked.
Amorette wrinkled her nose.
"No that's horrible. Pansy?" she asked.
"Merlin no, that seems too flowery for our taste. Leave it to the Parkinson family that always use flower names" he said frowning. "What about Marie, we talked about that"
"It's too common though, maybe a middle name…" she drawled on. "Angel is nice."
"Angeline" Sirius lengthened it. "That'd be nice"
"We'll see dear" Amorette said smiling.
End Flashback…
He sighed and walked over towards his office. He had dozens of sketch pads that he had gone through during her pregnancy. He had drawn her in different positions, when she began to notice her stomach, the moment she had to lie down because she was tired, the moment that she would simply rock in her chair. All these moments were archived in his sketch pads.
He picked up a pencil and flipped to a new page. He wondered various times just how his daughter looked like. Did she have wavy hair, he smiled at the thought. Did she have big eyes, like his brown eyed girl? Did she smile all the time, or did she like to pout? She would be…thirteen, he sighed at the thought. She wasn't a little girl anymore, but a young lady. He chuckled wondering now if she was tall or short.
"Merlin help me" he whispered into the darkness.
He pressed his pencil against the sketch pad and began to draw. He imagined his daughter being perfect, being perfect like his wife was: wavy hair, long down her back, with bright eyes like his wife had. He imagined that she had brown eyes, she had to, those were what he loved most about his wife. He began to color the eyes that seemed empty. He added that spark that was in Amorette's eyes and wondered if his daughter would have the same. He smiled and began to draw her face, he thought that it'd be heart shape like his wife. Her smile… His breath hitched imagining his wife's smile, it was so childish, so free, and he drew it as well.
As soon as he finished shading, he dropped the sketch pad. It was wrong, it had to be wrong. He shook his head and threw the sketchpad to the side, he refused to even see it. He slammed the door of the study room.
In the morning when Remus came, he found the sketch pad. There was what he wasn't expecting…Angel Malfoy smiling brightly. All inhibitions were erased in the drawing, there was no smirk, but a free happy child. He couldn't help but smile, because he had seen that smile before. She had directed that to Harry many times. He wondered how it ended up in the mansion, that is until he saw the signature at the bottom.
He gripped the sketch tighter and sighed.
"Sirius" he muttered.
Quick footsteps were heard and soon the door closed, engulfing the room with silence once more.
Hogwarts…
The same smile was on Angel's face as she waited outside the Great Hall. It was a Sunday so the boys were off playing Quidditch and Pansy was mingling with the new transfer students. She smiled at the thought, that meant that she had some free time.
Last night, all she could think of was what had occurred, the kiss. She wondered, in a brief wave of panic, if Harry had regretted it. She no longer thought of him as Potter, but Harry..her Harry. She blushed slightly at the thought and looked down at the plate beside her.
She had picked up some food that she imagined that Harry would like to eat. She figured that he'd need someone to talk to and she decided that would be her. Granger had been too busy this morning fussing over Weasley to even think about having time to Harry. She had heard her cooing to Ron about how he was being a bad friend and to give Harry the benefit of the doubt despite the fact that it seemed impossible that it wasn't on purpose.
She sighed knowing that despite her dislike for Granger, that she was doing damage control and she wouldn't need another emotional teenager to need to attention as well. So she would take care of this teenage boy.
She saw him walking towards the Great Hall, with his shoulders slumped and a frowned etched on his face. Her smiled dimmed slightly, but she decided she would cheer him up, after all that's what Pansy said girlfriends do right?
'Even though you aren't right girlfriend right?' she thought to herself.
She mentally slapped herself. That's right, she wasn't his girlfriend she had said so herself, so she knew she probably looked like a fool. She began to pick up the food she had collected for the two as a makeshift picnic before she could be seen as the dork she felt she was.
It was no use, as soon as she began to walk back towards the Great Hall when she heard him.
"Angel?" he called out.
The way he said her name made her blush involuntary. She was so frustrated with herself, she had heard that when you get your first kiss, you change, but this was ridiculous. He made her feel like a puddle of goo without doing a single thing. She took in a deep breath and turned to face him with a small awkward smile.
"Morning Po-Harry" she said softly.
She had to calm down her heartbeat, it was ridiculous.
"You're leaving the Great Hall?" he asked.
She nodded.
"Yes, I'm going to go eat near the Black Lake." She said. "Everyone left me behind."
Harry took it in a different direction and frowned all the more. In his mind, she was in the same predicament as he was. He walked towards her and placed his hand over hers, but immediately took it off as a student walked out of the Great Hall. Even though he didn't even pay attention who was on the side, it was obvious Harry was nervous about being seen with her.
Angel felt the bubbly feeling gone and soon the wall was beginning to be built up once more. She took in a deep breath deciding not to push him away. There was no use, because she had already confessed her feelings for him, and that made her already weak to him. She decided that she didn't like that too much. She instead smiled and placed her hand over his.
"Want to have breakfast together?" she asked.
She was forcing herself to be gentle, kind, a good listener for him. She wasn't going to change 180 degrees when he did something wrong. She was determined to show him how she would be the right choice over Cho.
"Ron in there?" he asked.
She nodded sympathetically and he sighed. He admitted that he liked her holding his hand and what was more, he was surprised at her actions. He had imagined that the day prior was a simple dream, but as he felt her touch once more, he remembered everything that had occurred and he felt himself flush slightly.
"I'd like that" he responded in mid squeak making her giggled slightly.
His nervousness calmed her down more and gave her some confidence.
"Come on I have enough food for the two of us don't you think?" she asked and lifted the napkin to show him the plate.
He shook his head amused.
"Not enough, I'll head in and get a plate." He said smiling.
She nodded and smiled shyly as he gave her the smile that was infectious. She waited for him, but when he returned, his expression was a soured one, making some of her cheeriness dissipate.
"What's wrong?" she asked concerned.
"Nothing, let's go eat" he said sighing.
She decided not to push him but smiled and grabbed his hand with her free one. He was surprised by her touches and willingness to have contact with him. She smiled at him and they walked towards Black Lake. It might have been foggy and for a second Harry believed that was the reason that she had allowed him to touch her in such a way.
He shook it off because of what she had told him last night. He admitted that it was nice hearing it considering she was the first person that he heard it from. And that kiss…he blushed at the memories. Those kisses were his first too, he felt pride in that. She let go of his hand to sit down and she smiled shyly at him.
"Sit" she said smiling.
He sat down beside her and soon they began to have breakfast. It began a little silent, awkward really neither one knowing what to say. She wondered if he felt obligated coming with her and she bit her bottom lip nervously.
"I'm sorry" she admitted.
Harry lifted his head up wondering what she was talking about. Was this a prank by the Slytherins? Messing with him after him being the fourth contestant? Oh Merlin was Blaise really her first kiss and was she lying to him, did she even love him? He forced himself not to hyperventilate.
"You were lying to me right?" he whispered shaking his head. "Was yesterday a joke?"
She felt like he had slapped her and she placed her hand on her chest trying to stop the stinging she felt. She was shocked at how he said that, how dare he? Her temper was flaring again, but then she saw his expression. He wasn't being snarky, he was vulnerable and she then understood why. He had never been told that he was loved by anyone, and he opened himself up to chance that night, he gave her a piece of his heart, without knowing it.
Her expression softened and she leaned forward. She pushed her plate away from her and then did the same to his. He paid no heed, rather thinking to himself and wallowing in his insecurities. She then placed her hand on his shoulder and he looked up at her surprised.
Before he could even say anything, she leaned forward and placed a kiss on his lips once more. He closed his eyes immediately and relished the soft kiss. He placed his hands on her shoulders pulling her down, but really knocking her off balance. She made a noise of surprise but she fell on his lap by accident thus ending the kiss.
He was blushing and he looked at her surprised. She knew that she had to actually show him that she loved him, as hard as it was saying it, it was harder to show him that she wasn't lying. She placed her hands on his cheeks and kissed his forehead.
"No one's ever told me that they loved me" he whispered shyly.
"Harry James" she whispered softly pressing her forehead to his. "I love you, you. I don't love that fourth champion, I don't love the Boy-Who-Lived, no none of that…I love the insecure, awkward boy, who sadly doesn't believe that I love him."
She ended smiling softly and he placed his hands on her side looking at her insecurely. He never noticed just how expressive her eyes really were. Her eyes were a deep brown, that even though it was a normal almost boring color, she showed so much in them, right now she showed him nothing but devotion. She was being vulnerable too, he could tell by the way she stared at him. She trusted him to take her seriously.
"I know it isn't easy to believe me okay?" she added. "And I'm not asking for much, just for you to believe me."
He nodded and smiled at her, something that comforted her.
"Want to be my girlfriend?" he asked.
She sighed and pulled back from him. All trace of her softer demeanor gone once more, he once again had to face the hard headed Slytherin.
"We went over this.." she trailed off.
He was getting mad now and that wasn't good either.
"Look if you love me then you'll be my girlfriend!" he said frustrated.
She sighed and climbed off of him, instead taking a bite of his toast. She didn't want to go over this again, she was already vulnerable, why did she have to admit more of her fears.
"I don't see why I have to" she replied.
His face was getting red and he was getting mad. He rarely stood up to many things, but this was driving him nuts.
" You have to, you love me, so we need to be together, it's just how it goes!"
"Says who?" she replied lying on the grass.
"Merlin why are you being like this? Stop being so stubborn!" he yelled.
"I thought that it made me charming, was I wrong?" she said avoiding the topic.
He ran his fingers through his hair frustrated and glared at her, with an expression that made her scared, but she didn't show it, rather stayed devoid of emotions.
"You know very well what I mean Angeline Black" he hissed.
That fired something in her and she sent him a glare of her own.
"It's Malfoy, Potter don't forget that." She hissed.
"Oh so now it's back to Potter. You are right" he said frustrated. "You are a selfish brat. There's only so many games I play Angel...If you say you love me then you are all into this. I'm pretty sure you can't take it back when you're scared."
She was surprised at just how open he was about it. He was scared she was going to back out when frightened over something. She opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't. It was true, she feared staying for the long run, she wasn't as brave. She feared being ostracized by her friends.
"Look….I don't want to be second anything…I don't want you to simply find that Cho might fancy you and then leave be behind."
"Why not take a chance?" he asked.
"Do you love me?" she asked.
He stayed quiet.
"Exactly…you can't say that."
"I've never-" He said.
"I'm fine with it, I don't need to be given a promise of a lifetime, just…I want what Pansy and Draco have. They like being around one another and they are committed to one another. Nothing about the future, they live for the now."
"Exactly, let's live for the now…and be my girlfriend." He said confidently.
She rolled her eyes and threw him her piece of toast. He simply caught it and took a bite out of it.
"Oh Merlin Potter I-hmph" she said surprised as he pushed a piece a toast into her mouth.
"Look Malfoy, I just want to get you to be my girlfriend, a simple title. I just want to know you don't do all that nice stuff with another boy. No Blaise no nothing…got it"
She nodded glaring at him.
"Good. Then you're my girlfriend, I'll get you presents or whatever boyfriends do…all I ask for are a few snogging moments, oh and you going to Hogsmeade with me" he said confidently.
She swallowed the dry piece of toast and sighed.
"You win Potter. I'll be your girlfriend, but others can't know" she said in a serious tone.
"Why not?" he asked.
"Oh yes, why not tell everyone you're dating Malfoy's little sister, yes that's great for the tensions between houses."
"It would promote inter-house unity?" he said meekly.
Another piece of toast was thrown to him and he dodged it glaring.
"Stop sounding like Dumbledore, I'm serious." She said frowning. "I'm not losing my friends over this."
He shrugged.
"As long as I get my demands met-ouch!" he cried out in anger as another toast was thrown at him. "Stop playing with food damn it."
"It slipped" she replied in a dead panned tone.
He mocked glared at her and leaned forward to kiss her softly, and was surprised that she lifted her head to meet him for the kiss. He liked kissing her he decided and keeping a secret made it kind of cool.
"Now " she whispered after they parted. "What was bringing you down today?" she asked.
He sighed and laid down, surprisingly laying his head on her lap. She ran her fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes relaxing. Her scent was intoxicating and he admitted that he quite liked it.
"My best mate doesn't believe me" he said. "Ron he's…he thinks I'm a liar."
"He's jealous" she replied and leaned down to kiss his forehead.
"Jealous?" he asked. "Jealous of what? Making a prat out of himself in front of the school?"
"You're liked by everyone Harry. And I think that…don't tell anyone, but Ron and Draco are similar in a way. Draco, I know he's jealous of you but he doesn't show it to anyone but me. Don't give me that face Potter or I swear to Merlin I will hit you." His face turned serious once more and she continued. "Weasley's the same, he's the youngest boy out of a million children right? Don't correct me Harry I'm talking…anyways, you're famous, handsome and girls love you."
"Girls?" he asked.
"Just me of course, but I wanted to make you feel better" she said smiling at him.
He let out a smile of his own, but soon he frowned slightly at what she was saying.
"Just..I would swap with him anytime he wants. He can have the limelight if I get to have a loving family." He said.
He looked up at her and saw her looking at him sympathetically.
"To be fair Harry…I wouldn't love you if you switched places with him." She said.
"Why not? I wouldn't be famous?" he teased.
"No…Merlin no, I'd like that…but the red hair…I'd leave you if you had red hair."
"My mum had red hair."
"Good for her, but I love you not her." She replied immediately.
"You would have loved her.." he said.
She noticed he was closing his eyes, probably imagining his mum and she simply caressed his cheek lovingly. Even in the fog, this was nice, having this quiet time. She was glad it was Sunday so they had no classes. Both out of uniform, it was perfect.
"She had lovely red hair and green eyes"
"I love your eyes, you got them from her no?" she commented.
He nodded and continued.
"Really smart too..did you know that? She loved singing despite her having a horrible voice…she loved my dad too. She made him chase after her for a year.." he chuckled. "She would have loved your spunk I bet…but maybe not because you make me mad."
She laughed softly.
"Maybe because you were acting like your father…James?" she asked.
He nodded.
"How was he like?" she asked.
"He had black hair, like me…a trouble maker. Sirius told me they made many pranks and never got caught, well they never had enough proof to do that. He was handsome and I looked like him some say…" he said.
She giggled as he wiggled his brows and leaned down to kiss him once more. He was glad that he had someone to talk to about them.
"What are your parents like?" he asked.
Angel sighed softly.
"Well, if we are talking about the Malfoys…well I love my mom. She's very sweet, and while she may seem mean to everyone else…it's not true, she cares about us. She thinks she can cook, but she can't, and I love that about her…she'd even like you too" She ended with a small smile.
Harry raised his eyebrow and she laughed softly.
"She would, you're sweet, and caring, and if you were nice to me, she'd love you too" she said shrugging.
"If you say so" he said smiling
"And father…he's an interesting character. He's complicated…he might not show it but I know he loves me. I remember times when he told me about the school and told me the stories of here." She smiled softly.
"He wouldn't like me would he?" he asked.
She frowned slightly.
" Doubt it" she replied. "But I do so it doesn't matter" she said smiling.
He smiled and squeezed her hand.
"I was wondering….." Angel said softly.
"What…"
"Are you going to write to Sirius?" she asked. "To tell him about the tournament?"
He rolled his eyes and huffed.
"Come off it, he doesn't need to know everything…" he said frowning.
"You don't understand…the Triwizard Tournament is famous all around the Wizarding world. He will find out eventually." She sighed. "You're famous and thus it will get out."
He sighed loudly.
"Fine you win. I'll write to him." He said frustrated.
She smiled showing that she won and she leaned down to kiss him. He smiled before he puckered up making her laugh softly. He winked at her and both kissed once more.
"I'm getting comfortable with that." He murmured.
"Mhm" she whispered softly.
Both smiled and he climbed up so he could lean against the tree and pull her towards him. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his shoulders letting her head rest on his shoulder.
"You should go.." she murmured leaning against him.
"Later" he replied. "Right now I'm comfortable."
"You know….we had our first fight a few minutes ago."
He lifted his head and looked at him curiously.
"Oh?"
"You know what that means right?" she asked.
He looked at her confused but seeing a glint in her eyes he smiled.
"No I don't…" He said.
"Make up time…" she said in a sing song tone.
"What?" he asked.
"Didn't you want to snog?" she asked.
He pushed her down and she let out a laugh before her mouth was covered again by his.