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Five

     "(L/N)."
     "Black."
You're sitting next to the infamous Sirius Black in the great hall.
"Well... Aren't you going to ask for his autograph?" James swaggers over to the table, smirking.
"Yeah right," you snort ungraciously, "I'm not as desperate as every other girl in this school."
James looks appraisingly at you.
"Oooo, bad luck for you. "
"And why's that?"
"Padf– Sirius here likes every girl he can't get."
You stare at James's receding back and scowl.
"What's wrong, love?" Sirius grins.
"Don't call me love."
"Sure, darling."
"Don't call me that, either."
"Then what'd you prefer? Dearest? Pumpkin?"
"None."
"Honey? Lovely?"
"Do you want me to hex you?"
"Nah, I'm good," he smirks deviously.
     "Ugh. You're a git, Black."
     "I try."
     "It wasn't a compliment!" You rage.
     "Oh, good luck with this one, Padfoot, she's gonna be tough," a new voice interrupts us.
     "Shove off, Moony," Sirius snarls.
     "Don't talk to him that way!" You slap his arm.
     "Apologize," you glare daggers.
     "Sorry Remus," he mutters.
     "S'all right," Remus smiles.
     Then, he leans down and whispers into your ear.
     "You'd better watch out. Sirius listens to no one, not even James, Peter, or me. He's fallen for you, (Y/N). He's fallen hard. He's going to be trailing you like a lovesick puppy. Watch out. I know Sirius, and the game starts now."
     "Game?" You murmur.
     "Yes. The game of winning your heart. He'll do anything. I can tell," Remus winks and walks off.
     You blush.
     "What'd he say?" Sirius asks eagerly.
     "Nothing."
     "It was about me, wasn't it," he grins.
      "Shove off," you mutter.
     "Ha!" He just laughs at your back.
     Remus was right. He's going to be tough.