It was a cold afternoon, and Christmas was almost upon them. Sirius Black sat on one of the comfortable couches in front of the fire. Surprisingly, he was the only one in the common room. All the other students were enjoying the recent snowfall. Sirius, however, hadn’t felt like leaving the warmth of the common room. Not even at the prospect of throwing snowballs at Filch as he made his way across the grounds, threatening all those who seemed to be up to mischief. He just wanted some time to himself.
Sirius' solitude, however, was suddenly broken as the portrait hole opened to reveal an annoyed looking Lily Evans.
“I am so sick of him!”
Sirius watched in amusement as Lily stomped over to the couch he was sitting on and plopped herself down next to him, her face flushed and her red hair flying.
“What’s wrong, Evans?” Sirius asked, amusement lining his voice.
“What’s wrong? What do you think is wrong? It’s stupid Potter,” Lily spat, facing Sirius angrily. “Day after day he follows me around, ruffling his hair, just thinking he’s so cool and that he can shag any girl he wants... He won’t stop!”
“Won’t stop shagging you?”
Lily let out a cry of annoyance. “You’re not helping me, Black!”
Sirius had a hard time resisting the urge to say that he wasn’t trying
to help. Instead, he reached down and kissed the top of Lily’s head. “What did he do this time?”
Lily sighed and leant against Sirius’ shoulder. “Oh, just the usual,” she said. “Torturing the poor first years... Charming snowballs to chase them as they try to run...”
Sirius smiled into Lily’s hair. “You know, a lot of them deserve it...”
“Not you, too!” Lily sat up quickly, knocking her head against Sirius’ chin. “I just had to experience Potter trying to explain his actions. I don’t need you to justify them as well!”
Sirius rubbed his chin before grinning at Lily. “You really don’t like him, do you?”
Lily looked at him as if he was insane.
“Good. I don’t want you suddenly pining over Prongs. That would cause a few problems...” Sirius leant forwards to press a soft kiss to his girlfriend’s lips. “And he doesn’t know about us, does he?”
Lily smiled at Sirius. “No,” she said softly.
“Good,” repeated Sirius, “it’s our secret.” He leant forwards again and kissed Lily. They sat there for a few minutes, losing themselves to the other’s lips. Not caring about who could catch them.
Finally, Sirius pulled away.
“Sirius, how did this all start?” asked Lily, leaning once more against Sirius’ shoulder.
“You mean us? Don’t know.” Sirius snorted. “A year ago, if someone had told me that I'd be doing you, Evans, I would have laughed and then told him to check in to St. Mungo's.”
Lily rolled her eyes before saying, “Me, too.”