My Badger | Sirius Black

XVIII: Back at Hogwarts

EDGAR FLYNN FELT LIKE HE WAS BACK TO BEING A TEENAGER. He was pressed up against a wall in a dark alleyway between two buildings in Hogsmeade, trapped by Sirius Black. Not that he minded. Not at all. Especially since their lips were locked together.

The two men were not just kissing. It was a full-on snogging session. It was sloppy, wet, passionate, soft and hard, all at the same time. It was euphoric and sweet - so sweet. 

Sirius tasted sweet from the pancakes they shared at The Three Broomsticks just fifteen minutes ago. Delicious. Edgar was still hungry, not for food, but for the animagus that had so forcefully pressed him up against the wall. He could kiss him forever and never get tired. 

They had done this many years ago, on the very spot they were standing now. It really made Edgar feel young again. Sirius moves his lips, kissing along Edgar's jaw, removing the yellow scarf around his neck and started to leave a trail of kisses there. A soft moan escape's the taller wizard when he feels the other roll his hips forward. 

   "Stop", he says, but he doesn't truly sound like he means it. "Sirius", he sighs, feeling the tickling sensation of his beard against his neck. "Stop", he repeats, tangling his hand in the black curls that belonged to Sirius. He hisses when he feels Sirius' teeth scrape against his skin. He's going to leave a mark. 

   "Stop", he repeats and this time he pulls at the other's hair and Sirius finally listens to his request. He is smirking. Of course he is. 

   "I have a class", Edgar pants, trying to regain his control of breath and heartbeat. 

   

   "Funny, I've heard that exact excuse before", Sirius was still smirking. That smug little wizard. "You have a meeting with professor Dumbledore", Edgar said. 

   "That also sounds familiar", Sirius laughs now and Edgar can't help but feel nothing but warmth in his chest by that sound, the feel of it as their chests were still connected. Even though Edgar doesn't want to, he gently pushes Sirius back and pulls his scarf back around his neck to protect from the December air.

   "Though, it was usually - 'you have detention with Professor McGonagall'", Sirius continued and pulled a hand through his hair so it didn't look quite as messy. Edgar helped him smooth it down, as he helped Edgar rearrange his robes while they were both snickering like teens.

Sirius got a letter from Dumbledore the previous night with an invitation to come to Hogwarts and talk about how he could come into Harry's life once again. As a result, he had been very happy and expectant for the last twenty hours.

   "What came over you?" Edgar asked as they started to walk toward the castle, side by side. Sirius shrugged his shoulders. "Sitting across from you at the three broomsticks reminded me of our real first date, and that wall begged me to press you up against it again", Sirius winked up at Edgar who was still flushed from their snogging session. 

 The rest of their walk up to the castle was rather quiet, but peaceful. The only thing that could be heard was the snow gently crunching under their feet and the white noises of nature around them. 

   "This is so surreal", Sirius finally said as they were stepping closer to the castle. Edgar looked at Sirius. His eyes were focused on Hogwarts, his mouth every so slightly ajar in awe, like he was a first year student, seeing the school for the first time. "So many memories", he whispered, barely noticeable, but Edgar still heard it. "Yes", the Hufflepuff said and gently gripped the Gryffindor's hand who in turn entwined their fingers. 

They walked into the entrance hall. The buzz of students eagerly talking to each other in the great hall echoed around the stone walls. Edgar once again looked at Sirius who had a fond smile on his lips and tears slowly forming in his eyes. "This takes me back", he blinked several times, squeezing Edgar's hand. 

As they turned to walk up to the stairs to get to the headmaster's office, a voice interrupted them, coming from the stairs leading down. 

   "Oi! Black!" 

They both turned, Sirius was confused while Edgar was smirking. Toward them came a seventh year Hufflepuff with bright pink hair. 

   "Who the hell...? Nymphadora Tonks?" Sirius asked and was almost knocked to the ground when she flung herself around his neck without warning. Sirius hesitantly hugged her back. Edgar had never heard anyone call her Nymphadora and actually get a hug for it. Usually, they get a jinx, hex or a fist if they're really unlucky. 

   "I'll let it slide this one time, but never, ever, call me Nymphadora again if you value your life", she said once she let go of him with a stern face, mirroring McGonagall perfectly, which made Sirius' eyes grow big as saucers. 

   "It's good to see you... er... Tonks", he stopped himself. 

   "You too, cuz", Tonks beamed. "I think mum would be happy to see you soon. You're the only sane person from her part of the family after all", she quickly spoke. "I have to get something to eat before first period or I might pass out", she waved enthusiastically at them both. "See you after lunch Professor Flynn", and then she half ran toward the great hall, almost tripping over herself in the process.

   "That was a lot of... energy", Sirius laughed after the metamorphmagus disappeared from view and they finally started their ascent to the headmaster's office. 

   "She's quite the troublemaker, but very talented - reminds me of someone else I know". Sirius smiled proudly at that.

   "Minnie! My love!" Sirius exclaimed as the head of Gryffindor house walked away from Dumbledore's office, and in their direction when they reached the right corridor. The similarities between Tonks and Sirius was quite astounding when Sirius threw himself at his former professor like Tonks did to Sirius moments ago.

If this had been during their school days, Minerva McGonagall would easily have given Sirius a stern face and talk to, or even detention if he caught her on a bad day. "Minerva is just fine, Mr. Black", Minerva said and happily embraced her former student with a smile. "I'm so happy to see you", she said as she let go of him. 

   "When shall we run away together and get married?" Sirius winked at the older witch who just shook her head at him. 

   "I see professor Flynn hasn't been able to stop your flirting ways?" 

   "He's an awful professor", Sirius joked and smirked at Edgar over his shoulder which only made the badger roll his eyes and scoff. 

   "I'd love to have a chat with you, Black. Specifically about how you managed to become an animagus without anyone noticing," Sirius stiffened like he would whenever he got caught doing a prank or disrupting a class "but I have a class in ten minutes, so it will have to wait". 

   "You're not giving me detention are you?" 

   "I don't think anyone can handle another detention with you, Mr.Black", she then turned her eyes toward Edgar. "I feel bad for you, Flynn". Sirius gasped at this in disbelief. 

   "You wound me-"

   "Me too, Minerva", Edgar chimed in. 

   Sirius feigned being shocked. 

   "Shall we run away now, Minerva?" Edgar said and offered her his arm which she went up and took, hooking her elbow through his. 

   "Certainly, Edgar". 

And the two professors walked down in the direction Minerva originally walked in when they ran into each other. Edgar glanced over his shoulder at Sirius who was 'wailing' against a wall, upsetting a portrait while doing so. 

Dramaqueen, Edgar thought and chuckled. 

   "He seems well", McGonagall commented as they turned the next corner. 

I hope he is well.