The Pureblood Princess | Sirius Black

|92| I Know I'm an Idiot

It was a particularly sunny Saturday morning in late March, and a little blue bird (whom Adelaide had named Denise) was chirping from its perch upon the windowsill of the Gryffindor girls' dorm... giving what Adelaide was sure was a sympathetic look when it saw Mary yanking the girl's hair into a tight french braid down the back of her head. 

"Now when you get out there, you need to just focus on playing your game—if you focus too much on the other team you'll get stuck in one of those Ravenclaw's traps—They might not be as bad as Slytherin, but still—you never know what kind of stupid stunts they'll pull—" Mary's advice was punctuated by a rather forceful tug of Adelaide's hair.

"Ow!" Adelaide yelped in pain, startling Denise the bluebird and sending her flying away toward a cloud shaped like a bowl of oatmeal. Mary didn't even notice her best friend's discomfort, lost in her borderline obsessive mutterings.

"And you have to check your blind spots more or else you're practically a sitting duck for beaters, Addy. That Theo has a mean arm and he's not afraid to use it—Oh and you especially have to watch out for that Felicitania girl—the chaser—she seems all nice—"

"Ow!" Adelaide yelped again, wincing and grabbing onto her Quidditch robes to keep from thwacking the girl behind her. "Watch it, Mary..."

"—But she's not! She's a manipulative—backstabbing —boyfriend stealing—liar!"

"Ouch! Stop it! That hurts!" Adelaide said, now reaching back to swat her friend. "And I know she sucks! You've told me every day for the past week! But you didn't even fancy Martin! I don't get why you're so worked up about it!" she complained as Mary resumed yanking her hair into a braided submission.

Now, it might sound as if Adelaide was being a bit unsympathetic toward Mary's recent breakup with Martin, but that was only because she was absolutely unsympathetic toward Mary's recent breakup with Martin. Mary was still plainly mooning after Evan, despite their several month long estrangement, and Adelaide was tired of hearing about what a prat Martin was to her. In her opinion, it was better that they broke up this way: though Mary's pride was bruised, at least Martin's heart wasn't broken.

Mary finally tied off Adelaide's hair (causing the blonde to let out a sigh of relief that her torture was over). "It's the principle of the matter, Addy! She didn't know that I was going to break up with him when she decided to—to seduce him away like some—some common goblin!"

"Language, McDonald!" scolded a lower sniggering voice.

"Good Merlin!" Mary gasped, clutching her heart. "You know it's a little creepy how quietly you can sneak in here, Sirius..." she said as she cast a disapproving look at the curly haired boy who nearly gave her a heart attack.

Sirius chuckled as he flopped backward onto Adelaide's bed. "Mmm... your bed always smells so good, Addykins..." he smiled with his eyes closed, breathing in the scent of lavender and vanilla on her pillow, ignoring the fact that he really shouldn't have been up there enough to know what her bed smelled like.

"So, what brings you to our humble dwelling, Padfoot?" Adelaide asked, bouncing down beside him with a grin.

"Just wanted to hang out with my super cute and talented girlfriend before her big game today," he said with a dopey smile, tugging her toward him so he could give a quick kiss to her lips.

"Gross." Mary gagged, throwing Dorris at them.

"Ignore her," Adelaide grumbled, catching Dorris mid-air with cat-like reflexes. "She's been pissy all day."

"I've been nothing of the sort!" Mary defended passionately.

Adelaide rolled her eyes and Sirius began to inspect her hair. "So... What's with the new do, Ads? I thought you always put your hair in a ponytail for games?"