Crookshanks | 𝘚𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘴 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬

Chapter 147

WARNING

Slight mature content ahead, and more detail than usual. Please skip this chapter if such content makes you uncomfortable.

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After a few other drinks which were now served by another bartender, Sirius and Jenna decided to get back home, seeing as it had gotten pretty late and it was way past midnight. Jenna's grin was still dangling on her lips even after they paid the cashier with the Muggle money that she had in her wallet, and left the pub.

    "I still can't believe they made us pay for the hot wings," said Sirius, shaking his head. "They said it was on the house!"

    "Yeah, but that was for when the bartender thought she could actually win you over," said Jenna, her grin never fading away. "That would've taught her..."

    "Yeah, but I would like to take credit for some of that," said Sirius as they were walking through the village and toward the Potter Manor.

     "What? Why?" Jenna turned to face him sideways as they walked on.

     "I invented that move! You copied me!" Sirius retorted, making her laugh.

     "I don't know what you're talking about." Jenna shrugged and looked away from him, trying to sound as oblivious as possible.

    "Back at Hogwarts? Sixth year? James had forced us to spend our Valentines date with the group, so he could spend time with Lily," Sirius explained gloomily. "I did the exact thing that you did back there, to get revenge and make him as uncomfortable as possible."

     "Trust me, I didn't do it to make the bartender uncomfortable," said Jenna as she stopped walking, looking back at Sirius with a teasing smile. It seemed as though the few glasses of whiskey she had, had made her even more confident than before. "I was just trying to prove who you really belonged to."

     Sirius gave her a look, though secretly he was loving the way she was speaking to him at the moment.

    "Need I remind you, Jenny, that I'm a man of my own and I don't belong to anyone?" he said in mocking manner, though kept his face stern. "It's called feminism, for your more information."

    "Oh, yeah?" Jenna's grin widened, and so she walked closer to him and once again pulled at his coat's collar to get his face closer to hers, just to kiss him again.

    But this time, the kiss wasn't a passionate one. It was rough like never before, as her hands then traveled up through his black hair, deepening the kiss more and more by each second.

    Although the moment ended sooner than Sirius had hoped it would when Jenna finally pulled away, leaving him longing for more. She kept looking up into his grey eyes, as though enchanting him and his soul.

    Still out of breath, he then leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers, whispering, "Keep kissing me like that, and I'll be yours forever."

    Her grin widening, Jenna moved slightly closer to him, moving her face so near to him that their lips were almost touching. Sirius closed his eyes, waiting for the feeling of her lips against his, waiting for her to kiss him again, but it never came.