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title: Arranged (Part 1)

word count: 1371

Sirius rolls his eyes at his mother's' continued instructions, her bantering and annoying voice.

"Sirius Orion Black, you better be on your best behavior." She hisses, as they come to a stop outside the door of the towering building.

 It had been a solid two days since Sirius had come back from Hogwarts for summer vacation, and the moment his mother had spotted him at the train station she had told him to prepare himself for his arranged marriage. Not now, of course, but  after the two graduated Hogwarts. He had protested, yelled, and done everything in his power to say no. Not only did he not want to get married to some girl he didn't know, but he didn't want to do the one girl commitment thing either. It just wasn't his deal. The only thing he knew about the girl was that she was Slytherin.

 "Why can't it be Regulus?" He grumbles, swatting his mum's hand away from his hair. 

"Because, Regulus is doing more important things at the moment." His mother beams proudly. 

Sirius rolls his eyes in annoyance, by important things, his mother meant serving his purpose to the Dark Lord.

The door opens and a butler greets the two, ushering them into the house and into the grand foyer. Sirius greets the parents, sharing the necessary pleasantries and glancing around the room. It was dark, furniture black and elegant, white marbles floors and a huge staircase leading upstairs. 

And that's when he sees her, emerging at the top of her stairs. She has y/h/c hair, long and curled.  She's wearing a black dress, one that lands just above her knees, accompanied by a pair of black heels to match. What catches Sirius' attention the most though, is her eyes. They're the most vibrant  y/e/c  he had ever seen, scanning the room as she descends the stairs. 

"Ah, there she is, Y/N, come say hi." Her father says standing up.

 She smiles meekly, wringing her hands for a moment before letting them fall to her side as she approaches his mother, who throws her arms around the small girl, engulfing her and causing her eyes to widen in shock, but pat her back nonetheless. 

Sirius watches her carefully, as his mother pulls back and pinches her cheeks in her meaty hands. If the girl was uncomfortable, she certainly didn't show it. A small smile on her face as she blushes, eyes downcast. She really was quite beautiful, now that Sirius had gotten a good look at her. 

"Y/N, this is Sirius." Her mother coaxes, pushing her towards him. Y/N squeaks slightly, frowning at her mother, before turning to greet him. Sirius nods at her, at a loss of words. She blinks at him, her eyebrows furrowing together for the briefest of seconds, before she bites her lip. "Hello." Her voice is soft, melodic, almost like a piano note.  His own dark brown eyes pour into hers, searching the endless depths of color. The parents start laughing loudly around the pair, causing Y/N to break her gaze from Sirius' and stare down at her shoes, shuffling them together and back out nervously.

 "How about you two get to know each other?" Her father suggests. 

"Father." Y/N pleads, shaking her head slightly. 

Her father's nostrils flare, glaring at her, 'You'll do as I say." He growls bluntly. Sirius watches between them as the girl backs down, and nods slightly. 

"Go on Sirius, and be a gentlemen." His mother hisses, pushing him after the girl as she walks down the hall.

He follows her into a room down the hallway, and she leaves the door slightly ajar before turning around at staring at him. He looks back at her, and she pushes herself off the door, before moving to the far corner of the room. He watches after her in awe, as she pulls out a book from a huge stack, and flips open the cover. She's graceful, her every move nimble and effortless. She pulls out a joint, slamming the book shut with a quick clap, before she reaches into her pocket to pull out her wand. 

"Incendio." She murmurs, lighting the tip and taking a long drag, her eyes closing in pleasure. Sirius watched her in awe, who the hell was this girl? 

She opens her eyes, and sees him staring. "Oh, sorry. How rude of me. Would you like some?" She asks, offering the joint to him.

 Sirius hesitates, since when did he hesitate at a joint? What was this girl doing to him? 

"It'll make this less awkward." She chuckles tilting her head at him. 

He nods, taking it from her and taking his own drag. 

She was mysterious, and he was intrigued. She leads him to a set of couches in the opposite corner, kicking off her heels as she sinks down. She winces, rubbing her feet for a brief moment before tucking them to her side. Sirius takes a seat across from her, joint still in hand. 

"I didn't want this." She speaks bluntly, twirling a piece of hair around her finger. Sirius looks at her in shock, how can she, a Slytherin, be so.. Calm, so collected?

 "I know you didn't either." She adds, looking down at her palms.

 "It was a bit of a shock, yes." Sirius say. She smiles at this, looking up at him. 

"So you do speak. I was beginning to thing you left your voice back at Hogwarts." She teases. Sirius laughs at this, a good honest laugh.

 "Can I have that now?" She asks, leaning forward.

 He nods, handing her the joint. "How did you get roped into this?" Sirius asks, leaning back into the couch.

 Y/N blinks, twirling the joint between her fingers as she contemplates an appropriate answer. She licks her lips slightly, before speaking, "My life depends on it." 

Sirius laughs at this, grinning at her crude sense of humor, until he notices that she is dead serious. 

"W-what?" He croaks out.

 Y/N concentrates on the lit tip of her joint, her voice as hard as the marble floors beneath them, "If you don't say yes, he'll kill me." She whispers.

 "Your father? I highly doubt that, Y/N." Sirius says, hoping she's being dramatic. Y/N chuckles at this, dry and hollow. 

"No, not him. I could handle him. Voldemort." She says bravely.

 Sirius can't help but let his jaw drop, he hadn't heard anyone use his actual name accept for his friend group. "Why?" He asks after he's collected himself. 

"Why does he do anything?" Y/N counters, finally meeting his gaze.

 Sirius looks at her, confused. 

She sighs, shaking her head and taking a long drag. "My father didn't carry out his last task as asked. Didn't kill the bloke. This is his punishment. My punishment." She supplies, eyes closed as the high begins to set in.

 Sirius feels his heart sink, and his veins course with anger a moment later. "No." 

"You don't have to do this, Sirius. I can handle death, from what I've seen it's quite quick. Bang of green light, and it's over." Y/N speaks after a moment, her brave voice laced with exuberant anxiety.

 "Stop it." He growls, getting up and sitting next to her.

"Look at me." Sirius demands, watching her face with concern. 

 Y/N opens her eyes in shock, watching him carefully. 

"I won't let anything happen to you. Alright?" Sirius mutters, staring into her eyes as he reaches over and grips her joint free hand.

She stares at him in shock, wondering if the high is really hitting her now. "Why would you do that? Forgive me, but you don't seem like the marriage type."

" Listen, sweetheart, you know nothing about me. I don't care if it's arranged. I'm not letting you die." Sirius hushes, shaking his head at her.

She smirks slightly at him, her eyes lighting up once more. "Well, sweetheart, I suppose we should get to know each other than."