sirius black x reader oneshots

Nine

***Not related to Oneshot Eight

"Madam Puttifoot's?"
"Yep," Sirius smiled snidely. "The most romantic place I could think of."
He opened the door, and the bell tinkled.
"Ladies first," he purred.
You rolled your eyes, ignoring the faint blush that rose to your cheeks, and walked in.
The inside of the Puttifoot's looked like... like... well, it was repulsive.
     Pink lace covered every inch of the room, while floating cherubs with wings graced every table.
"Thanks for the thought you put into this date," you said drily.
"Oh, it was nothing," Sirius batted the sarcastic compliment away.
"I don't doubt it," you muttered.
"Hm?" He put a hand to his ear.
"Nothing."
Sirius chose a table covered in red rose petals.
"Tea?" And old lady came around the table, her gray hair styled in a short bob.
"I'll take some with milk aaand... three sugars, please."
You gaped at Sirius.
"Three sugars?" You asked incredulously.
"And what'll you have, love?" He grinned at you.
"Nothing, thanks. I don't like tea."
The woman walked away, and laughter came from behind you.
"I can't believe you actually did it!" James cackled from your back.
Your fists clenched.
"Sirius... Orion... Black..." You watched his bright grin slip away in fear for his life.
"It was only a prank, (Y/N)..." He stuttered nervously.
"I'm going to hex you into oblivion James Potter!" You shrieked and turned on James. His laughter stopped, and fear filled his eyes. Sirius guffawed from behind.
"Run, James! She's merciless!" He called happily.