50"I have always preferred tits to commitment."
Sirius Black, age 11
Sabione sat, scowling on my bed with only a tinge of remorse to her guarded posture, I had to hand it to her, she had made her point. I was doing a less austere job of keeping my lack of remorse at our kiss guarded, it was a good thing I was too blindingly confused to think. They had cast a disillusionment charm and crept up to the room so that Sabione could clarify something. She couldn't whisper downstairs without stuttering, so that's how she ended up on my bed. We just slipped past Remus and Marlene talking in low, serious voices, and now here we were. Last time she'd been up here I'd been naked. And green.
Moony and Leroy? It brought on so many forgotten and ridiculous emotions. Things I hadn't concerned myself with ever since catching Remus having it off with Marlene some while ago, the jealousy, the frustration and worst of all a creeping sense of an inadequacy at once again having to compete with Remus. It was usually a feeling I only got when I stood next to Regulus and noticed he was most likely going to end up taller than me if I didn't take a stretch soon, my own baby brother, I grimaced.
"He can't want me," she announced firmly. "Not when he has McKinnon, damn bird's a kn-nock out."
"This is the last thing Marlene needs," I grumbled in concern and Sabione tilted her head questioningly, I gulped dryly, she was on my bed, we were on my bed together. "First I was in bed with her and I say… you know-"
"My name," she finished with dawning dread and I nodded.
"Now Remus pulls this after McKinnon being more loved up than I have ever seen her, she must feel like-"
"Bollocks," Sabione finished with a slight lamentation and I nod helplessly.
"Yeah, essentially," I agreed pressing my head in to my hands, low-key containing a comment that she was finishing me sentences.
"Remus too." I rolled my eyes.
"It would take more than a little failed romance to phase Moo- Remus." Sabione pursed her lips.
"Just because you find it so readily in your nature to dismiss love Black it doesn't mean every other boy's the same." I gaped at her.
"Me? Me dismiss love? Oh please Leroy if anyone has sent us reeling backward since the beginning it's been you. How obvious do I have to make it that I want more with you?" Sabione folded her arms.
"T-try not to pander so obviously to my naiveté. Those tired old lines are lost on me. Your ssself-obsession aside, you are actually not half bad at this analytical stuff so try and focus on the issue at hand."
"How could he not want you Sabione, you're such a delight?" She sneered and hopped up off the bed.
"You almost had me for a moment there." She turned to storm out as usual, but there was a thunk which I felt in my stomach, the sound of a book hitting the floor having dislodged itself from its position shoved haphazardly beneath my pillow, oh Sabione would have to find that wouldn't she?
"What…?" she began but then seeing my panicked expression one of pure evil flashed across her face and we both dived urgently for the book, I had it in my hand first but she quickly moved back across my legs and pulled my arms in the crook of her elbow, prizing the book free and then laughing in victory. For a moment I forgot why I had cared about not letting her see the red book as she sat delicately in my lap, holding my hand to keep it still which it was anyway and reading the name of the slim hard back book aloud. The laughter in her voice gave way to light surprise.
"Romantic French Phrases Volume 1?" She opened the book and flicked through the pages quickly. "Trying to learn French are you, lover boy?" she asked and I blushed to my unending shame, having her sat on my lap causing me to clear my throat an inordinate amount before I could respond in a respectable tone.
"There's this girl I like quite a lot and I was just, it was just on this list of things had planned to, I don't know, impress her?" I shrugged loosely, feeling the beginnings of a silly grin pull at my mouth. "She has French family."
"Is that ssso?" She didn't really say it like a question. She flicked quickly through the book again, stopping on a page I really wish I hadn't marked. "T-tu es pathetique, Sirius," (You are pathetic) she mumbled as she scanned the page and trying to remember how to string together a phrase I cleared my throat again.
"Je suis désolé mais…" (I am sorry but…) I trailed off, not sure what to say but Sabione folded the book closed and turned to me, violet eyes luminous as she smirked at me, pouting a little childishly, mocking me.
"Mais?" (But?) she prompted, and I laughed a little nervously before shrugging and squeezing her hand still in mine.
"Mais je ne veux pas la fin de nous." (But I just can't stop loving you.) hHer eyes softened noticeably as she shook her head.
"You don't pronounce the s's in nous a-and pas the same as mais." She ran her free hand through her long satin black hair.
"Damn," I grumbled. "You don't pronounce half the letters in French."
"That's because we understand some things are better left unsaid and spelling things out can ruin the uhm…" She waved the book before throwing to the end of the bed. "Romance. Try again," she sort of whispered the last part and I moved close to her ear as I said it again, her hair fragrant, smelling of neither fruit or flower but something else, beautiful whatever it was.
"Je ne veux pas la fin de nous," I whispered. She nodded and then opened her mouth as if to say something but then she simply turned slightly and closed the space between us, our mouths touching in the lightest kiss before she broke away.
"Pathetique," she repeated. She stood up and turned again to leave, I fell back on my bed to stare at the canopy, mind oddly fogged.
"Wait, Fre- Leroy," I called after her successfully suppressing a certain nick name that was likely to have gotten me killed by the fiery creature.
"Oui?"
"What if Remus was insecure?" I asked my mind working oddly well considering how shaky my knees felt.
"Yeah?"
"About Marlene and me or something, maybe he wanted to level the playing field."
"What?" Sabione asked in confusion and I tried to think past my cock for a moment longer.
"To make her jealous, I mean McKinnon does have a reputation, maybe you should ask her what she was saying to Remus when he said that stuff about you. Remus can be kind of possessive sometimes." I eventually sat up to look at her, the sight of her sinful mouth sending my brain far from logic. I knew exactly what I would be doing when she left. Probably a few times.
"Come to think of it Black, you're right, he probably would have torn your head off the moment we k-kissed if he really adored me the way Marlene seems to think he does." She stopped on the spot for a moment.
"What?" I asked, although rather anxious for her to go since she was more likely to punch me in the cock then help me out if I asked her for a favour. "What evil scheme are you cooking up?" I recognised the mischievous look on her face which snapped to annoyance as I interrupted her.
"Have a w-wank, your hard on is depressing," she hissed. She went to execute what ever plan she had formed.
"If you insist," I muttered to myself, just as Peter and James burst in and I sighed.
"Oi Padfoot, any clue where the map is?" James asked and I groaned.
"Can't you see I'm in the middle of preparing for a shower?" I pulled my towel from the bedpost and hustled toward the bathroom just as Peter squeaked triumphantly.
"I knew that was Sabione thundering out of here! You owe me a pack of sugar quills," the shortest marauder cried.
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