You walk into the dining hall later than most people. Your hair is a bit messed up, but not for the reason most people think. You do nothing to correct them, though. You only toss your hair more and reapply your lipstick before taking a seat next to a few of your friends at the Gryffindor table. "Who was it this time?" one asks, causing you to chuckle.
"I wouldn't want to embarrass him, but it was pretty bad," you respond.
The girls around you giggle. "Come on. Please tell us."
Another girl chimes in. "I don't want to make the same mistake."
You shake your head before pulling out one of your textbooks.
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You walk into potions class ten minutes late. You open the door quietly and pray to whatever god there is that your professor doesn't notice.
"Ms. (L/N)-" shit "What ingredients would you need for Felix Felicis?" Thank Merlin, an easy one.
You quickly list the ingredients, causing the professor to look surprised. "Very good. Since you seem to know everything about my class, you'll be sitting next to Mr. Black. Hopefully, you can teach him more than I have done in six years."
You roll your eyes and take a seat next to Sirius. About halfway through class, you are told to work in pairs. Sirius turns to you. "Do you have any idea what he was talking about?"
"Felix Felicis, or liquid luck. Easy really. Could you get the ingredients we need? I'll make it."
He nods, grateful that you know what you're doing, and gets the ingredients you listed at the beginning of class.
"(Y/N) and Black. It's a surprise they haven't gotten together before," a boy behind you snickers.
You turn around and slam your hand on his desk. "Seems like your mouth is bigger than your dick. Not like it's hard. I meant the size, although..." You laugh before turning around, seeing Sirius standing in front of you, trying not to laugh. He sets the ingredients in front of you and sits down again.
You quickly mix the ingredients and sit back. "We're down. Now we just have to wait for sixish months."
Sirius smirks and wraps his arm around your shoulder. He brings his lips to your ear, pushing your hair out of the way with his nose. "What do you say we spend the rest of class back in my dorm?"
Of course, he would think you were easy.
Playing along, you rest your hand on his thigh and mimic his actions, bringing your mouth to his ear. "And let everyone here know? Why I would never want anyone to think that I would stoop to such levels." You smirk and stand up. "Class is almost over. I'll clean up and let Professor know that we're done." You drag your fingers across his shoulders before putting the vials away.
After class ends, Sirius struggles to catch up with you. "(Y/N)! Wait!" Once he reaches you, he grabs your shoulder.
Before he can say anything, you speak. "What do you want? I have to get to the other side of the school in five minutes."
He never thought that he could be intimidated by a woman. But seeing you with your hair tousled like someone had run their hands through it a thousand times, your red lipstick slightly smudged, books resting on your hips. "I-uh-"
"Well?" You tap your foot, waiting for an answer.
Sirius shakes his head slightly. "I-never mind."
You roll your eyes and hurry to your next class.
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By the time dinner comes, your hair and lipstick look messier than they did this morning, earning stares from students as you walk by. Once you get to the Gryffindor table, Sirius grabs your arm. "What did I do?"
You give him a confused look. "What do you mean?"
"Can we talk about this somewhere else?"
You throw your hands in the air. "Sure. You're the one who suggested it. Not me."
He pulls you out to the hallway. "What did I do?"
You shake your head. "What are you talking about?"
"You have fucked every guy in this school, but not me. Ever since year one, I have wanted to be with you in any way I can be, and now I see you walking to breakfast late, sex hair and makeup with every guy claiming that they caused it. Every time I try to get so much as a date with you, you-you just blow me off! Ignore me!" He slaps his hands against his sides.
You laugh, causing him to frown.
"What's so funny? Just answer me!"
Instead of answering, you pull him into a kiss. He's shocked at first, but he quickly melts at your touch. Once you pull away, you explain what's been going on. "None of those rumors are true. I have only slept with two people here. They just happened to have been mistakes. I let people believe what they want to believe. The hair and lipstick are from studying and stressing so much. Not sex. Since so many guys have said they've fucked me, I take it as a chance to embarrass them. I've always wanted you, too. But, you have the same reputation. I never wanted to hurt you."
He smiles and pulls you back into a kiss. You pull away first this time. "What does this mean?"
"What do you want it to mean?"
"I want us to be together."
His smile widens. "I do, too."
The two of you walking in together raises many eyebrows, but neither of you cares.
You rejoin your friends. "Sirius? Really? What were you thinking?"
"A lady doesn't kiss and tell," you reply before taking a bite of your dinner.
