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On the first Tuesday in November, the fifth year Gryffindors trekked down to the dungeons for the potions classroom, their first class of the day. Lily, as was usual, went to sit toward the left side in the front row next to Snape, while Marlene, Addy, and Mary sat to the right in the middle row, and the four boys sat behind in the back row. Once they had gotten their ingredients and were starting to prepare them, Mary frowned toward Lily, who was talking in fervent murmurs with Snape. ‘What could they be talking about so adamantly?’

Addy and Marlene followed her gaze. ‘The quality of the lacewing flies?’ Marlene mused.

Addy shrugged. ‘They’re supposed to be best mates, yeah? So, like…best mate things?’

Mary smiled. ‘Like what?’

‘You know. ‘Oh, Sev, did you hear?’’ Addy said, adopting a soft tone.  ‘’That one Hufflepuff girl is going with that git from Ravenclaw. She deserves so much better, don’t you think?’ ‘I don’t know that anyone, bar you, deserves better, my dear Lily,’’ she said in a deeper tone.

Marlene laughed lightly. ‘He wouldn’t say that to her.’

‘Maybe not out loud, but it’s written all over his face,’ Addy said with a smile, and Marlene hummed in agreement. ‘Then, of course, they make plans to do things together, you know? Like, ‘oh Sev, do you want to get together after dinner to work on the potions essay?’ ‘Oh, I don’t know Lily. That might cut into my brooding time. You know how I like to brood.’ ‘Please Sev? You have such a way with potions. I’m sure it won’t take too long. Can’t you spare an hour or two?’’

‘’I’ll have to check my schedule,’’ Mary said in a deeper tone, playing along.

‘’But Sev, I though you said your schedule was ruined by an errant grease stain?’’

‘’Lily! I thought we agreed never to speak of my errant grease stains? You know how sensitive I am about them.’’

‘’I’m sorry, but if you would just use that lemon shampoo I got you, I’m sure it wouldn’t be such a problem.’’

Mary shook her head. ‘’No, Lily. You know how I feel about lemons. When life hands you lemons…’’

‘‘You say, fuck the lemons and bail, I know.’’ Marlene laughed out loudly, and Addy grinned while switching her stirring from clockwise to counterclockwise, glancing over her shoulder when the low chuckles behind her, told her they had had an audience. She smirked to herself, looking back to her cauldron to alter the heat of the fire beneath it.

After lunch the fifth year Gryffindors made their way to Defense Against the Dark Arts. Marlene had taken to asking the Defense Professor questions in order to rile him up. On that day, their discussion was on inferi, and Addy propped her chin on her hand, her elbow on the desk, as she watched with rapt attention, as Marlene's hand shot in the air. 'Yes, Miss McKinnon,' the professor acknowledged her warily.

'Yeah, I was wondering. Inferi are dead bodies animated by a dark wizard and all, but...could you use the inferi for anything really? What if I wanted an army to like...dance maybe? Do they have to be used for dark purposes?' Addy chuckled lowly, cutting off with a cough when the professor looked at her sharply. She spaced out then, imagining what a dancing army of inferi might entail. She only snapped out of her daydream when a hand was waved in front of her face.

'Wake up Dolly-daydream,' Lily chuckled. 'Class is over.'

Addy looked around to see that most of the class had already emptied out. 'Oh. Right.' She stood and started toward the common room with Lily. 'So how do you think inferi would dance?' Addy asked, once they had caught up with Mary and Marlene.

'What the bloody hell are they doing?' James said bemusedly.

Sirius followed his gaze to the portrait hole where the girls were...he shrugged. 'Girly things?'

A small smile spread across Remus's lips. 'I think they're dancing inferi...' He said as Marlene laughed loudly while Addy moved around jerkily. Mary then threw her head and arms back and shimmied her torso. Addy leant over, clutching her stomach in breathy laughter. 'You should ask her now.' Sirius scowled.

'Ask who what?' James said.

'Ask Addy to come to his birthday party.'

'I'm inviting all of them. They're all my friends,' he shrugged nonchalantly.

'Yeah, yeah, sure. Whatever,' Remus waved him off. 'Just go ask her.'

Sirius huffed. 'Fine. I'll go ask them.' He got up and shuffled over to the girls.

James shook his head after him. 'He's in denial. He completely fancies her.'

'Like you can talk Prongs,' said Peter.

James scoffed. 'I'm not in denial.'

Remus chuckled. 'Touché.'

'Hullo, Dara,' Sirius greeted with a smile.

She smiled back brightly, straightening up. 'Sirius. To what do we owe the pleasure?'

'I, ah...was just letting you...all, know. We're having my birthday party here in the common room on Saturday. You're welcome to attend if you like. There'll be firewhiskey.'

'You had me at firewhiskey,' Marlene grinned.

'Sure,' said Lily.

'Ok,' Mary nodded.

‘Oh, that’s right,’ Addy said, looking down at her watch where a tiny moon and stars slowly rotated around the rim. ‘Happy birthday,’ she said, stepping forward and quickly kissing his cheek. Sirius cursed internally as he felt his cheeks heat up. He saw Marlene smirk from the corner of his eye. ‘Many happy returns.’

He cleared his throat awkwardly, inclining his head. ‘Thank you.’

'Sorry, I don't have a gift for you.'

He waved her off lightly. 'Bring it to the party.'

So, on Saturday the Marauders held their party for Sirius. It was the usual big do, with food, drinking, music, and dancing. Sirius was having the time of his life really, just drinking and taking the piss with the other Marauders. But Dara kept catching his eye from where she was dancing with Lily, smiling brightly and drinking a firewhiskey. She was wearing some flowy white top and dark bellbottom jeans, and her hair was down in its usual golden waves. As Peter switched the record over, he saw her fanning her flushed face with her hand and mutter something to Lily before she moved to leave the common room. He made a quick excuse and followed her out of the portrait hole. 'Oi, where are you going?'

She turned around from where she was stood halfway down the corridor, grinning widely when she saw him. 'Sirius, hey.' She shrugged as he caught her up. 'Just needed a bit of air.'

He nodded. 'Mind if I join you?'

'I do, actually. Could you just stay here?' She said in mock seriousness, making him laugh. 'Are you sure you won't be missed?'

'It's my party,' he shrugged. 'I can leave if I like.'

'Alright then,' she laughed, opening a door to an empty classroom. She walked to the other side of the room, pulling out her wand, and unlocked the window, pushing it open. 'It was getting stuffy in there with so many people,' she muttered, smiling as the crisp night air hit her warm cheeks.

'Yeah,' he smiled, watching her quietly from the door.

She turned to face him, leaning against the windowsill. 'So, how was your birthday? Did you get everything you wanted?'

'Not exactly,' he said quietly.

'No? What're you missing then?' Sirius bit his lip, searching her face, before he crossed the room to stand before her. He reached up slowly, cupping her cheeks, something he'd been wanting to do since Christmas. He couldn't get the feel of her soft skin against his out of his mind. Her breath hitched in her throat.

'This,' he murmured, before pressing his lips softly to hers. She tasted like strawberries and firewhiskey and she smelled like vanilla and lilac. Her skin was just as soft as he remembered, and he was just pulling her closer to deepen the kiss-

'Padfood! Padfoot! You in there?' Sirius was snapped back to present by James who was waving a hand in his face. 'Where were you mate? Looked like you were miles away.'

He hadn't gone after her at all it seemed. He was still sat on the couch with James, Remus, and Peter, taking shots of firewhiskey. He shook his head, trying to clear it. 'Not so far...just down the hall really,' he laughed, sitting forward to take the shot glass from the table. He really needed to get a grip on himself. If he didn't know better, he might think he actually did fancy her.

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