I whistle as I walk down the hall. I pressed my hands into my pockets. The satisfying click of my heels hit the ground as I passed by fellow students.
"Look at you, Fawkes. You're becoming like Prongs!" Padfoot's familiar voice called to me.
He caught up to me, hurriedly and clumsily, might I add, syncing his and my pace together. I tilted my head back, furrowing my eyebrows.
"How?" I said in disbelief.
"Strutting down these halls like you're the boss of this school. You're a better James than James," he teases.
He quietly chuckled and messed with my hair. I groan, pushing my hair away from my face.
"Not even.."
I looked at him. His face was flushed, and his hair was a bit ruffled. On his neck, a clear pink mark was appearing. I rolled my eyes, my heart hurting a little bit. I ignored it.
I pointed at his neck, and he looked at my finger. He immediately flushed with embarrassment and tried covering it with his robes.
"Who was it this time?" I wondered.
"No one.. Prongs just elbowed me on accident yesterday," he sheepishly replied.
"Remember, Padfoot. I know what a hickey looks like, too," I laugh half-heartedly.
"Fawkes.. it was no one," he reassured.
Liar.
"Why're you lying? It's not like I care that you do it. Just got to give me a heads up on who it is. They usually ask me to deliver their love letters to you," I explained.
"Ohhh... Well, honestly, I don't know her name," he responded in embarrassment.
I stared at him, disappointed. "Rude," I comment.
He didn't reply. We were at the entrance of the dining hall now. I decided to change the topic.
"Hey.. There's always this weird indent on the ground, and I always trip there on the way to the dining hall. I just never know where it is until my heel gets caught on it," I said.
"Really? What if you tripped right-"
I did.
I did trip right now.
The indent on the ground triggered my fall to the ground. I let out a grunt. My hands were rubbed a little raw when I broke my fall. My pantyhose ripped on my knees.
I groaned in annoyance, pushing myself to my knees. Sirius was laughing up a storm behind me. I frowned and turned to look at him.
"I'm a psychic, I swear!" he wheezed out.
I mocked him and helped myself up. I pat my clothing down and walked away from him. He followed me to our seats, still snickering.
He had a wide grin on his face. He looks so happy. Imagine being the reason for putting that cute smile on his face.. can relate.
I took my seat next to Lily, greeting her quietly. He sat down next to me, beaming adorably. I glance down, seeing his favorite food. I pressed a fork into it and raised it to his mouth.
"Stop laughing and eat your dumpling," I teased.
He let out another laugh before opening his mouth. I put my hand under the food and fork to stop it from dropping anywhere. I pushed it into his mouth, and his eyes formed into crescents.
He kept his hand over mine that held the fork. I softly let go of the fork, having him hold it instead. Turning away, I saw the delight in his eyes as he chewed.
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Shut Up, Padfoot!
Hayran Kurgu"Cry! Take that whip cream out of your mouth this instant!" The loud and fake obnoxious voice echoes across the Gryffindor table. The intended girl, Cry, laughs and yells back, "Shut up, Padfoot!" - She frowned. Her dress dampened with water and her...