AFTER READING THE NOTE IN THE GREAT HALL, Melanie caught up with Sirius as he was leaving.
"What do you mean meet by the Gryffindor common room? What are planning, Black?"
Sirius turned around with a red sucker in his mouth and grin planted on his lips.
"I meant meet my by the common room. It's not a complicated request, Mel."
Melanie started to grow impatient as he spoke.
"Don't call me that. And what are you planning? I'm tired of you asking me to meet you places. People are starting to talk and my patience is wearing thin," she said, whispering the last part to him.
"Don't worry about it, Mel," Sirius said, pushing her buttons.
"Just remember to wear some type of dress. Orange preferably."
Sirius walked away with his grin still on his face and the marauders laughing at the conversation, but Melanie stood in the same spot, thinking :
' why would i need to wear a dress? '
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