Not retribution, just returning favor!

6: Delectation

Sirius was very uncomfortable at the moment. Moaning Myrtle was giggling and sliding close to him. He could feel his bones getting chilled. The Marauders, Lily and the trio, were all there with popcorn, snacks and butterbeer, watching the show.

At first Moaning Myrtle was shy and giggly. Sirius was sure he would be able to tolerate that for 5 hours till Prongs, the git, told her, gleefully, that Sirius would do anything for next 5 hours for her. Moaning Myrtle grin made him wish to be anywhere else.

Moaning Myrtle wanted to flirt, saying that she had died before she could properly flirt with a guy. So he flirted with her. It was painful but Moaning Myrtle was standing such that Harry was in his view the whole time. She was having fun and Sirius wanted to put a smile on her face. So he outrageously flirted with Moaning Myrtle.

Myrtle wanted him to slow dance with her. That had chilled him to bones. They danced for so long, he was sure his bones had frozen and would break at slightest pressure. Then, she wanted to see him without his shirt. He freaked out. What if she wanted to see him without pants or in nothing? Merlin!

He, very slowly, took off his shirt and the boys whistled and hooted at the 'show', bloody arseholes. Harry had a slight blush on her face as she looked at him. It couldn't be why he thinks it is, could it? She wasn't interested in boys, after all. She wouldn't find his body appealing, would she?

But Harry was blushing and did she just lick her lips? That look will definitely make an appearance in his dream. Or maybe she was feeling bad for him. He would take what he could get. So he showed off his six packs, toned and fit body for a while. It became fun when he challenged the other boys, who joined him in the showcasing 'talent' of their bodies. The girls were having a blast.

He knew the time was almost up. So he grinned. Except, he grinned too quickly. A fanning Moaning Myrtle wanted to cuddle. His smile froze on his face as his friends were busy laughing their arses off. Harry had a peculiar sympathetic expression on her face. Well, the dare was still on for 5 more minutes, so they cuddled. Or she cuddled and he froze to his soul. The time was up and thanking her, Sirius ran out of the door.

He was cold and without a shirt. Great, just excellent! A coat was, suddenly, draped around him. He turned to thank, who he thought would be Prongs or Moony, but it was Harry. The sweet, caring Harry was smiling sympathetically at him and urged him to wear the jacket. He did as she said while his eyes refused to leave her face.

They were standing close enough that he realized that her eyes were more beautiful than he had previously thought. Her lips were full and had darkish red tinge. Her skin was smooth as anything, he wondered if it was soft too.

Harry was looking at him expectantly and a bit concerned. Shit! She asked him a question while he was busy admiring her. He cleared his throat and asked in a raspy voice," Sorry. Did you say something?"

Harry smiled so prettily that he cursed his fate at being born a boy. "I was asking, how are you feeling? That must been ridiculously cold."

He smiled fondly at her,"I think I am chilled to my bones. Wait, how do you know about the chilliness of ghost?", He asked her curiously.

Her eyes widened a little but then she smiled as she looked in her bag for something. She said with a smile,"We used to have a school ghost, who was a friend of mine. He, once, passed through me and I had the distinct feeling of being showered in cold water."

She held out a vial of chocolate color potion for him. He drank it without a question. He felt a warmth spread through him and his heart. She has kept the potion with her knowing this bet would happen. She did this because she cared about him. His heart was beating rapidly at that thought. The moment was broken by Ron, who slung his arm around her shoulder.