And There Were Always Two... - oc x r. lupin & oc x s. black

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"Come on," Sirius said, grabbing Mavis by the arm and pulling her into Zonko's.

"I don't wanna! I need me some pumpkin juice!" Mavis argued.

Sirius glared at her but she stood her ground.

"Fine, we'll go to the Three Broomsticks and after that we'll come back to Zonko's."

Mavis broke into a grin and skipped off in the direction of the pub. "I win!" she announced, "I win, I win, I win!"

Sirius groaned and ran after her.

"You've got the craziest mood swings, I don't know how Ashley deals with you," he muttered.

Inside the pub, Mavis was already at the counter when Sirius came through the door. He walked up to her ordering from Rosmerta.

"I'll have one pumpkin juice to go," Mavis said and then glanced over at Sirius, "Anything for you?"

"One butterbeer to go, please."

Rosmerta nodded and left.

"I'll pay," Sirius took out his money, which was quite a lot.

"What a fucking gentleman!" Mavis snapped. "I've got my own money."

"I'm sure you do, but I'd rather you use it for something else. Besides, it's my mother's money and I enjoy wasting it."

"So I'm a waste now?"

"That's not what I said."

Mavis raised a brow, "Really? Because that's what I heard?"

"You know what? Pay for your own drink!" he announced just as Rosmerta returned with their drinks. He handed her just enough for his drink and some tips.

Mavis handed her the money also, and as Rosmerta turned around, Mavis flipped Sirius off. He ignored her, sipping his butterbeer and walking out. Mavis followed him.

"You've got a foam moustache," she informed him.

Sirius turned to look at her with a suggestive brow raised, "and I look rather dashing, don't I?"

Mavis rolled her eyes and laughed. She grabbed his cup and drank, gaining her own moustache.

"Now we match!" she announced, giving him his cup back.

"Ew," he mock-shuddered. "Now it has your germs!"
"Oh shush up! If anything I should be worried about catching whatever it is you've got!" Mavis slapped his shoulder.

"Oh? And what would that be?"

"Arrogance, and whatever causes you to be such a drama queen."

"Am not!"

Mavis gave him a look and he gave in.

"Fine! I'm a tad dramatic! What's the harm?"

"No harm."

Sirius glanced at her, "I think you look better without a moustache."

"Oh really? Well, then we can't have me having one," Mavis said and licked it off with her tongue. "You look better without one, too."

Before Sirius could do anything about it, Mavis swiped it off with her thumb and licked it, sending him a promiscuous look. He swallowed hard.

They entered Zonko's and Mavis watched his eyes light up like a child's on Christmas. He went straight for the dung bombs.

"Here drink from this!" Mavis said, grabbing a teacup from a nearby shelf and holding it out to him.

"Nuh-uh! I'm not falling for that again! James' attempt nearly ruined my beautiful nose!" he motioned to his nose with a flourish.

Mavis pinched it between her fingers and wiggled his face back and forth, "this one?"

"Yes," Sirius answered in a nasal voice.

Mavis let go and they both laughed.

"You know you're not half bad, Black," she commented.

"Oh please," he said in a high-pitched voice, batting his eyelashes and flicking his wrist coyly. "Call me Sirius."

"Oh, fuck off."

"Watch your language, young lady," he reprimanded her, still acting like a grandma.

Mavis leaned close to him and breathed into his ear, "make me."

She felt a shiver go down her spine. Although she was the more outgoing and talkative twin, she'd never done something this bold. She pulled away and went to inspect the sugar quills. She smirked when she noticed Sirius was still dumbfounded in the same place, breathing hard.

After a few minutes of browsing, Mavis bought some sugar quills and waited for Sirius outside. He came out with a few dung bombs.

"There you are," Sirius said, "Want to go back to the castle or is there another store you wanna visit?"

"Let's walk back."

"Not taking the carriage?"

"Yeah, it's more fun that way."

Mavis wrapped her arm around Sirius's shoulder and he mimicked her, and they set off on the path back to Hogwarts.

"What's your problem with James?" he suddenly asked after they had been walking in silence for a while.

"Why?"

"He's my best mate," Sirius said simply. "I can't be hanging out with his worst enemy or something."

"Makes sense."

Mavis didn't say anything more.

"He said you used to be friends and then you just stopped talking to him."

She snorted, "so that's what he says."

Sirius nodded.

"Are you going to tell me your side of the story?"

"You'll just spill it to Potter, he's your best mate after all."

Sirius scoffed, "doesn't mean I have to tell him everything. You can tell me, I can keep a secret."

Mavis scrunched her nose.

"Oh, what the fuck, I don't have anything left to lose," she sighed. "He said we were friends? Well, we had been inseparable since we were... two? Three? Not important. We did everything together. The problem was that I had the most humongous crush on him. I was around seven when it started. Thought we were going to be friends forever, get married and all that shit. Then Hogwarts happened. Within a day he started fancying that bitch, Evans. He ignored me, chasing her. I couldn't take it and ditched him. He got mad, but I was ready to tear him to pieces anyway. Doesn't matter anymore, if it didn't happen I would be such good friends with Ashley."

Sirius remained quiet.

"He's a little shit then, huh?"

"Not really, if you think about it," Mavis shrugged. "I didn't tell him and he doesn't know. And I'm going to make sure that he'll never know."

"But he was still your friend. He should have paid more attention to you."

"I don't want to think about it."

Sirius nodded.