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Fifty-Nine

⚠️WARNING⚠️
Implied Meanings, Cursing, Heavy Flirting

     You woke up to a sharp pain in your wrists and ankles. You tried to move them. No luck. You tried to sit up. No luck.
     "Shit..." you growled, shifting your position.
     It was Peeves the Poltergeist's Prank Parade. It lasted a week, and the teachers couldn't do anything to stop it.
     "Guys!" You called, turning your head to look at your sleeping friends.
     "Hm...?" Your friend sat up groggily.
     "Um... I've fallen victim to one of Peeves's pranks."
     She looked over, gasping.
     "Dude... your wrists and ankles are tied to the bed!"
     "Yeah... I've figured out that much for myself, thanks."
     "Uh... there's a note. On your bedside table." She got up and took it, her eyes narrowing.
     "What? What's it say?"
     "It's says, 'Whoopee! You've found a victim! Sure, untie her! Or... try. This can only be untied by a very special person. I think anyone can guess who I'm talking about... Good Luck! ~Peeves'"
     "What? 'I think anyone can guess who I'm talking about'? What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
     "Girls! Get up! We've got work to do!" (F/N) yelled loudly.

     Fifteen minutes later, the your friends were ready to go down to the Great Hall.
     "You guys are just leaving me here?"
     "Nope. On the contrary, we're getting you help. Hang on." (F/B) gave you a thumbs up and opened the door.
     "Um... okay?"
     You sat in an uncomfortable silence and watched your friends leave the room.

A few minutes later, someone strode through the door. You choked.
     "How'd you get in here?"
     "I have my ways." Sirius Black strutted up to the bed and winked flirtatiously. You groaned. His smirk widened.
"Why are you even here?" You frowned.
"Your friends thought you might need my help. Clearly, they were right."
His eyes scanned your body, and you realized wearing a small tank top and shorts to bed was a bad idea. Especially since you fell asleep without the covers on. You blushed furiously. He clicked his tongue.
"You feeling okay? You look a little... heated."
You glared.
"If you haven't noticed, I'm in kind of a predicament."
     "Yes, I know. You're tied to a bed. Shame, really. We could've had so much fun with you untied." The low timber of his voice lingered on the final word, and the dark chuckle that followed made your cheeks redden even more.
     "You're disgusting."
     He shrugged.
"Well?"
"What?"
"What do you mean, 'what'? You're supposed to help me!"
Sirius sighed, and easily tugged on the rope binding your ankles. Your legs were freed instantaneously.
"Wrists, please." You rotated your ankles, sighing in relief when you stretched out your legs.
"Yes, ma'am."
Sirius undid the first one, then leaned over you to untie the second one. His hair fell into your face. You blushed.
"Why are you so close?"
He looked down, and your stomach flipped.
The corner of his mouth turned up ever so slightly.
"Why?" He drawled. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"
Your eyes narrowed. He ran his tongue over his teeth and turned his attention to the rope.
     There was a giggle. Not from you or Sirius.
     "Hey–oof!" The air was knocked out of you.
     Sirius landed on top of you and grunted.
     "Sorry."
     "No... problem..."
     He was quiet for a beat. Then,
     "Can you breathe?"
     "Not... really!"
     "Sorry."
     "You think?"
     He tried to get up.
     "What now?" You groaned.
     "I'm stuck."
     "No!"
     "'Fraid so."
     "Ugh! Peeves! Undo this right now!"
     "Of course!" The poltergeist appeared, his face crinkled into a devious grin. His legs were crossed, and he chuckled gleefully.
     "Well? Do as she says!" Sirius growled.
     Peeves just smiled.
     "Oh... oh no. No!"
     "What?" Sirius attempted to get up yet again.
     "You want us to do something, don't you."
"Well... that would be nice, wouldn't it?" He tapped his chin thoughtfully.
"What?" You asked through gritted teeth.
     "Just... a kiss."
"What?" You shrieked.
"Oh, that's not too bad," Sirius said at the same time.
"Go on, wee little Blacky. Stand up!"
Sirius stood up.
"Now, kiss your Sleeping Rose. Briar Beauty? Something like that."
Sirius chewed his lip.
"You okay with this?" He asked quietly.
"No!" You hissed in return.
"Can I at least get your consent? I'd feel weird without it."
"Pfft. What would you, of all people, know about consent?"
"Girls come flocking to me, (Y/N). Believe it or not, they willingly give it to me."
You rolled your eyes.
"Fine. You have my consent."
"Okay."
Sirius leaned down and brushed his lips against yours. You felt goosebumps crawl up your arms.
He kissed you.
Really kissed you.
He pulled away.
"Well?" He turned to Peeves. You fought to hide your pink cheeks before he saw.
"Mm... Fine! A bit boring. Could've had more pizazz. Come on, Blacky! I expect more from you!"
"Sorry Peeves, ol' boy. You know how difficult it is to work with people like this."
He hummed in reply.
"Well, off to ruin another day!" With a cackle and a snap, he was gone.
You looked desperately up at Sirius.
"You enjoyed that, didn't you?"
"Please untie me, Black."
"You're avoiding the subject."
"Just untie me, you pompous bastard."
"Whatever."

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