Azalea Evans °Marauders Era°

Chapter 7 - Food Fight

Azalea sighed as she ran her hand over the magazine page, flipping to the next one. "I don't know, Siri. I can't find anything. What about you?" She looked over his shoulder and gasped. "Siri!"

   "Yes," he raised his head slightly.

    "You are looking at motorcycle magazines instead of flat ones!"

    "What? No I'm not," he denied.

   "What's that then," she crossed her arms. "Oh. Umm...that's a...you know something? I love you and you can't get mad at me. I've been framed, I tell you. And I don't know who did it but when I find out-"

    "Why do you need a motorcycle? They are dangerous."

    "I was thinking I could get a muggle one and wizard it up, you know?" 

   "I know you could get killed on one of those things," she spat out at him.

    "Don't worry love," he waved her off, "I will learn how to drive it easily."

    "Yeah, okay," she shook her head.

    "Look," he pointed at one, "Isn't that one cool? It's small, but that's okay. We could get a bigger one later." 

   Azalea looked at the flat and checked over a few things, nodding her head. "We can take that into consideration."

    "Z, we only have a week until we leave. We have to find a place soon or else we are going to have to go back to the Potters who obviously want us out."

     "I know," Azalea shook her head, "But they won't tell us no if we needed to stay a bit longer."

   "I know they wouldn't. But we still need to try to get a place, Z. The sooner, the better."

    "I know," she wrapped her arms around his neck, "But I want our first place to be special, you know? Our first flat."

    "I know," he leaned his head back as she kissed his cheek, "But it will be special, even if it's some nasty run down apartment. Okay?" 

   "Okay," she smiled at him. Sirius turned around and kissed her softly, knocking his magazine to the floor. Azalea jumped back as it hit the floor, hitting the bookcase behind her. She winced as it shook, stepping away from it. "Maybe we should-," she started.

     "Or maybe we shouldn't," he shrugged, standing up.

   "Siri," she murmured as she tried to step away, "It's almost dinner and-"

    "Almost. It's not time, yet." Azalea blushed and bit her lip.

    "But Siri," she tried to object. He chuckled.

    "Alright, alright. I won't keep you from your food."

    "Thank goodness. I thought I was going to have to wait again." She winked, smiling wide.

   Sirius shook his head as he followed her out of the library. "Siri," Azalea asked as she took his hand, "Do you think we will find somewhere good soon?"

     "Anywhere will be good as long as I am with you," he whispered in her ear. Azalea giggled nervously.

    "Well, that's nice, Siri. But you know what I meant."

   "And you know that I meant what I said," he wrapped an arm around her waist.

    "Yeah, yeah," she put her head on his shoulder.