The Pureblood Princess | Sirius Black

|74| Together

After changing into a large grey jumper, Adelaide ambled down the stairs to the common room, smiling to herself as she looked down at her feet. She'd kissed him. He felt the same about her as she felt about him. All was lovely and right in the wold. Sure, there was still the issue of where they went from here, but even a rainstorm couldn't douse the warmth of optimism that he seemed to instill in her at that moment. Besides, they wouldn't have to talk about all of that heavy stuff just yet. Right?

She stepped into the common room expecting to find Sirius waiting for her. Instead, she was met with the image of Sirius tackling James; wrestling on the floor by the couch. Now, Adelaide had been friends with the bunch of boys long enough to know the difference between a playful tussle and a genuine fight. However, in this specific instance, she couldn't quite tell what was going on.

James was laughing like a maniac but Sirius looked annoyed, angry, and frustrated as he fought to smack the smirk off of James.

"What the hell are you doing?!" she exclaimed incredulously.

Sirius's head popped up almost cartoonishly, giving her a goofy grin, still pinning a writhing James onto the ground, one hand over his mouth. "Hello, Love! You're back!"

"Sirius, why are you attacking James?!"

Sirius's face turned calm, almost thoughtful, nodding as if he just remembered he was holding down the other gangly boy. "Oh, yeah. He was being an annoying prick."

"I was only asking a question!" James yelped, taking advantage of Sirius's momentary lack of focus due to Adelaide, and wriggling out from his clutches.

Face morphing into frustration, Sirius launched himself after James, grabbing onto his ankle to keep him from crawling away. But Adelaide was having none of it.

"STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU!" She screamed, leaping over the couch to intercede. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

A wide and giddy smirk etched itself upon James's face. "I was just asking Padfoot how your k—" his next words were muffled as Sirius squirmed past Adelaide to clamp his hands over his mouth.

"You can lick my hand all you want! You are not talking like that in front of her!" Sirius scolded to the boy with severely crooked glasses.

Adelaide frowned. "Talking like what in front of me?"

"Not important."

"You are tackling, and probably semi-suffocating your best friend right now. I'd say it was a little important." she replied in an annoyed tone, gesturing between the two so as to express the extent of her disapproval.

James broke free again. "I was only asking how your first snog went!" he grinned.

Sirius froze.

The blood rushed to Adelaide's face.  "I—w-what?"

"You snogged, Pads!" James chirped.

"Addy, I can explain—" Sirius tried to say.

"And it's about time too—He's been completely obsessed with you for ages—oomph!"

Adelaide watched, frozen in place, as Sirius managed to tackle James once more.

"Shut up!" Sirius growled. "For love of Merlin, shut up!"

"Oi, you haven't happened to have seen Mary, have you, Ads?" James said, face smooshed into the floor by Sirius's hand. "She owes me three galleons—"