The Pureblood Princess | Sirius Black

|69| The Department of Magical Law Enforcement

Adelaide was quite proud of herself. Somehow she made it all the way from the foyer of the Rosier's house to her bedroom before squealing and rolling around on her bed like a giggling dying bug.

Sirius fancied her.

She was absolutely positive.

Not that she didn't think he fancied her before, but his little kiss on the cheek was confirmation. And what a lovely confirmation it was.

For one night she would allow herself to squeal and giggle and revel in the fact that he maybe, probably, most likely fancied her. For one night she would forget how very stupid it was for her to allow herself to develop feelings for her best friend in the first place. For one night she would allow herself to dream of a day when she didn't have to hide her feelings anymore.

She resolved in her mind that once the sun rose the next morning, she would officially put these pesky, dangerous feelings aside for the preservation of their friendship.

Of course, this would not be the case. For as resolved as her mind was on putting the whole matter behind her, her heart was even more resolved on fancying the stuffing out of him.

The joy that Sirius's little kiss brought her made her almost forget how upset she was with her parents for keeping such large, life-changing pieces of information from her. Almost. She was a very strong willed girl after all. There was no way she was going to give up on that mystery without a fight.

So, as the weeks passed on, she waited for the right moment to bring up the topic of Alexander. She was very close to bringing the subject up on her birthday, but was ultimately distracted by the new Nimbus racing broom she received.

Again and again the opportunities to bring up the subject of her long lost brother slipped through her fingers. By time the last week of summer rolled around, she was beginning to give up hope of finding any answers, and focused her efforts instead on finishing her summer assignments so that Lily and Remus wouldn't kill her on the train ride back to school.

Once more, she found herself in the squashy chair in the corner of her father's stuffy office in the Ministry, reading her History of Magic text book, and trying her hardest not to nod off to sleep.

"I have a meeting in fifteen minutes, I need you to head out to the break room." her father said without looking up from his stack of papers, jolting her awake.

"Okay." Adelaide said with a yawn as she lazily waved her wand, muttering a charm that made all her belongings neatly place themselves in her bag.

"You really shouldn't do that." her father commented, still engrossed in whatever important matter he was reading up on. He made comments like this often, but never actually seemed all that upset about her using magic outside of school.

"It's more expedient." she replied casually, throwing the bag over her shoulder.

Her father finally looked up. "I'll send Mrs. Orpington to fetch you when I'm through."

Adelaide nodded, then made her way out of the dark stuffy office, through the hallway of fake enchanted windows, and into the bustling room of aurors toward the break room in the corner.

The Aruor's office was always a rather lively place. Rows and rows of cubicles filled the large room, each with pictures of dark wizards and news paper clippings pinned up above the various bits of paperwork strewn across their desks. The aurors all seemed to really enjoy their work and each other, but Adelaide could never imagine herself in their place. She always fancied herself a future curse breaker for Gringotts.

As she trotted along the boring carpet to the boring break room to do her boring paper over the boring Goblin Rebellions, she saw a familiar un-boring face... then two familiar un-boing faces.