Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines III

Sirius Black- Awkward (c)

You had brought a variety of muggle books when you moved to Hogwarts and quickly realised, they were a hot commodity from people looking for the comfort of their home life. You had ended up lending a few to Remus as part of your way of befriending your boyfriend, Sirius', friends and you had ended up getting along well with Remus even though he ended up hoarding several of your books and kept forgetting to return them.

Whilst Sirius, Remus and James were up to who knew what, you decided it was for the best to go retrieve the books yourself so that you could actually read them, seen as that was the reason you had brought them to school. You headed up to the boy's dormitory and let yourself in heading over to Remus's bed, assuming that your best bet to find them was in his section of the room.

You knelt down to look under his bed, but it was pretty full up with his trunk and other belongings filling up the space, hiding your view from the other side of the bed. You weren't willing to take the effort of walking around the bed so instead threw yourself onto the mattress and crawled across. You pulled up to overhang of the quilt and hung yourself over the edge to continue your search. Several books were piled up, a few from the library and then the ones you had been searching for. As you reached for them you heard the door to the dorm open and you froze.

You heard the voices of the occupants, but they ended up falling silent, likely at the sight of you.

"Well, this is awkward," Sirius sighed.

"Not awkward guys," you said. "Not awkward unless we let it be awkward.

"Well, I thought we might find Y/N bent over the bed, but I always assumed it'd be Sirius' and he'd be in here too," James laughed.

"Can I ask why you're hanging over my bed?" Remus asked.

Before you responded you tried to free yourself from probably showing off more than you bargained for. You hadn't realised how much of you had been hanging off the bed, so when you went to scramble back onto the bed, you ended up tumbling headfirst off the bed.

You heard James laugh as Sirius and Remus came over to help you up off the floor even if your dignity couldn't be saved.

"Are you okay?" Sirius asked.

"Physically yes, my pride is irreparable," you frowned. "I thought you were busy."

"Plans changed," he shrugged.

"What were you doing in here and on my bed?" Remus asked.

You offered him an innocent smile. "I was stealing my books back."

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Written by Charlotte.