One Last Try [HP Jamione fanfic]

47. Speak Now

A/N: Mild tw for the use of queer as a slur in this chapter (period typical nonsense). It's only once, but thought I'd warn for it just in case.

24th April 1978

Lily and Sirius stood still and in silence until the front door closed behind her father. She could feel the anger rolling off of Sirius as he put his large hands on her shoulders and turned her to face him. He was so much taller than her that she could avoid looking into his face and addressing the situation until he put a gentle hand under her chin, the softness so uncharacteristic of the usually boisterous Gryffindor unless he was with her or their friends and no one else was around.

"Lils." He reached up and brushed some strands of fiery hair back out of her face from where they'd fallen out of her twist. "You okay? We can go, if you want."

She sucked in a breath, girding her Gryffindor courage, "No. I can do this."

"Your mum's mastered the Pureblood matriarch's passive aggressiveness." Sirius said with a sharp, unamused snort. Lily knew where his thoughts had gone, and took a second to lament the tough home situations too many of their small group had.

Lily sighed, and roughly brushed away the tears forming in her eyes, glad she could fix any make-up that got ruined by the moisture. "She didn't used to be like this." She explained, feeling the need to justify her family to him.

Sirius pulled her into a hug, and she buried her face in his warm chest, inhaling his spicy, leather-y scent. The smell calmed her anger and sadness, and she giggled a little into his chest when his fingers trailed lightly over her ribs where she was ticklish. "Wanna have sex on your parent's sofa? Get back at them?" He asked provocatively, barking out a loud laugh when she pulled back and slapped his arm lightly. "Come on, babe. Let's go show those fuckers how great you are."

"You're so foul-mouthed." She complained with no real heat behind it. He grinned, and leaned down to press a short kiss to her lips. She didn't let him get away with such a small amount of affection. She twined her hands in his thick, dark hair, uncaring that it ruined his carefully arranged messy bun, and deepened the kiss. He groaned into her, sliding his hands around her waist to grip her arse and pull her closer as she slid her tongue into his mouth, taking control and snogging him as hard as she could. They made out ferociously for a long few moments that felt endless in the best way.

Lily tried desperately to bury herself in the sensation of his plush lips and tongue manipulating hers so she could ignore the anger her parents had stirred in her.

When she pulled back, reluctant but not wanting to get caught by her parents, a smug smile pulled at her lips over just how wrecked Sirius looked now. His hair was a mess, his grey eyes dark with lust, and without her notice she'd unbuttoned his shirt two more buttons so his delectable chest, sparsely hair-covered and tattoo decorated, was on display. She smirked, and his eyes lit with amusement.

"You look good like this." He said admiringly, reaching out and running his thumb over her tingling bottom lip, "You should look this happy all the time." He said sappily, and she felt the flush of pleased surprise suffuse her pale, freckled cheeks.

"So should you." She said quietly, reaching out and squeezing his hand briefly when he looked a little lost over the praise. Hermione had taken her aside not long after she and Sirius had started dating, and warned Lily of the man's many insecurities, and the thick walls and masks he'd built up around himself. Lily had been surprised - while she was friendly with the Marauders, she'd never been as close as Hermione until this last year. She'd not had the opportunity or privilege to see the softer, more vulnerable sides of both Sirius and James.

"We should go, I want to get this over with as quickly as possible so we can get back to yours." She said quietly, taking out her wand and fixing their hair, clothes and her makeup with a few muttered spells. She gladly took his hand when he reached out to her, and followed him out of the house to her parents car. Her mother looked pissed and impatient when they slid into the back seats, but her father just turned and sent them both a smile.