I'm Kind of Sirius (Sirius Black fan fiction)

Chapter 23 : Romantic Sirius

hey, so I'm on holidays at the moment but I wrote this early just so I could upload it for you guys on time :)

I hope you enjoy this because it's the second last chapter before the epilogue and I wanted to make Sirius a bit more romantic before the end

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I looked around the room. I quickly set put a few candles on the table and lit them. I looked around and put the food in the oven.

I was cooking for Ariel, muggle style just to prove how much I missed her. It was early in the morning but I would be back soon and I had asked Harry to check in on it soon and take it out if it was done.

I got my coat off the hanger and put it on before apparating to the hospital. I looked around, walking to Ariel's hospital room from memory. I waited outside, knowing that she probably wouldn't be out for another while.

I sat in the seats and remembered how I had sit in these seats only a day before and told everyone the story of how we had got here. I had been so fed up at that stage, I just wanted answers then. I didn't know that I was going to relieved from all the things that had been bothering me ever since she started acting weird.

I love her so much but after everything she did it was hard to know how to deal with it. I hadn't been through anything like it in my life. I had lost so many loved ones but never had I known what it was like to lose someone who's still there and to love them as they go on without you.

I had never been given advice on such a thing and I had thought the best thing to do would of just been to tell the story and let it all go. It had worked before, when I had told Harry and bis friends the first time. But I guess that time I had gotten Ariel in the end up, so I never really got over it. It did help me with Jordan's death, though.

I held my face in my hands as I think of everything that has happened again. Everything has changed but not everything seems good.

Voldemort is dead, the war is over, the death eaters are in prison, families are reuniting over the grief of lost loved ones and Ariel is finally back with me, along with an explanation for every single thing that she has ever done for me.

I allow myself to smile at the thought. It is all good, everything is happy again.

And the grin widens as the memories flood back. Because the Hogwarts memories are coming back too. And even if the last of us are Ariel and I, that doesn't mean they can't make me happy. Our group slowly passed along but they will forever stay here in memory.

The Marauders have done what they always wished to do. They made memories that even when over half the group was six feet under, the rest could smile as they could remember.

A year or two ago I had made my peace with everything that had happened. I had decided that although I have lost James and Lily, it is okay because some day we'll unite again and they died for one of the best reasons they ever could have. I had decided that Jordan would forever be here in our hearts and that she had helped us to learn to deal with things as we grew. She had gone first but we would never forget her.

Finally a few days ago, we also lost Remus along with Tonks who I'd grown to love as well. But that was okay because he also died for the greater good and he would be united with the other members of the Marauders. And maybe it would be a while before Ariel and I joined them but that was okay because when we did we would have forever.

"Mr Black?" The same lady from yesterday called on me. My head snapped up to see her standing there, a patient standing shyly behind her. Ariel. It was Ariel. "Ariel's allowed to leave now."

"Ariel, I know I literally saw you yesterday but I have missed you so much," I told he, pulling her in for a hug. The nurse smiled at us as Ariel hugged me back.

"You two are very cute together. And don't give me that 'we're not together crap either'. I see what I see," she told us with a smirk. I just grinned at her, not being able to help myself. "Now we'll send an owl whenever we get the date of you check up and if everything's fine after that then you're finally free."

The woman gave us a smile and we both thanked her before leaving. I apparated both of us back to Grimmauld Place and took her coat, also taking off my own at the same time. She looked around, trying to figure out what was up with all of the candles and everything. I just gave her a grin as I led her into the kitchen, taking out a chair for her to sit on.

I took the chicken out of the oven and made sure that it was done before putting all the food onto the plates for both of us. I laid it down in front of her and put my own in the spot next to her.

She gave me a smile as I sat down.

"Sirius, you really didn't have to do all of this," she told me with a grin. I just shook my head and laughed. I didn't have to but I really wanted to.

"Ariel, can I just tell you how much I love you? I cooked for you, the muggle way, does that show it enough?" I asked her with a laugh. She laughed as well as she picked up her fork and took a bite of the chicken. She winced slightly as she swallowed it and I groaned.

"It's awful, isn't it?" I asked her, hitting my head against the table. The one romantic thing I tried to do and it was an absolute disaster. Yay, go Sirius. I'm a real genius, aren't I?

"No, it's fine, Sirius. Okay, I'll admit, it's kind of awful but I don't care," she told me. I looked up to her and grinned, showing her that I was fine.

"On a scale of one to ten, exactly how awful would you rate this?" I asked her. She looked at me and shook her head, laughing.

"You taste it and tell me," she challenged. I just nodded my head and did as she asked me to, taking a bite out of the chicken. I was ready to throw up just from that one bite. It really shows how much she'll act just to make me happy.

"Okay, so a hard-core ten then," I said with a laugh. She laughed as well and we both pushed away the dishes.

"It's fine, I'll just do the cooking from now on," she told me with a grin. I grinned back at her, thinking of how long she'd be here when suddenly an idea came to mind.

"For how long?"

"What?"

"For how long will you cook for me?" I repeated, waiting for her to reply. She gave me a strange look before grinning.

"Until you're an old man with lots of wrinkles and that weird smell old people have," she told me, making us both laugh. I looked into her eyes. Gosh I love her. She's so beautiful and her hairs just amazing and she makes me smile and laugh and gosh, what's not good about her?

"Like an old married couple?" I asked her with a grin. She looked at me strangely before shrugging.

"Yeah, I guess like an old married couple. I'll put up with you and your wrinkles if you'll put up with me and my cranky ways for the rest of your life," she told me. But this time I didn't laugh.

"Then I guess we should probably get married then," I told her with a shrug. I said it casually but she went into shock.

"What?"

"We should get married."

"You can't put something like that casually into a conversation. What on earth is going on in your head?" Ariel asked, looking at me as though I were insane. And maybe I was.

"Fine then," I got up from the table and moved to where Ariel was, getting down on one knee and taking her hand in mine.

"Ariel, I love you a lot more than a guy should love a friend. A lot more than a guy should love a person. Tonight I had just planned this really nice romantic evening but I ended up realising that I wanted you to be my wife. I don't have a ring but I'll buy you one because I love you. And I'm sorry this unexpected but I can't carry on pretending that I don't love you and that I don't want to call you mine. So, Ariel, will you be my wife?"

"Yes!"