Prima Donna | Sirius Black Fanfiction

Sirius Birthday

The third of November was engrained in my brain. Not because I had double quidditch practice or because I had a Transfiguration assingment but because it was the birthday of the guy who I had a tiny crush on. I had come to accept that although I was still unsure about Cillian, Sirius would always be in the back of my mind. He had made a small lingering home for himself in the occiput of my brain only to rear his ugly (gorgeous) head whenever I was trying to do anything productive. Unfortunately however, I had quickly realised that he was unatainable, he was a friend, a companion in crime and fashion... that was all. And if i were to ever be thought of in any way other than friendship, it would undoubtably last for a week. Tops. Despite that, I had put way too much thought and effort into his birthday. The day itself, although uneventful, was plastered with nerves. Scarlett it seemed noticed.

"Quit butchering your broom." She whispered as I nervously plucked the twigs off the end of my broom. It was beginning to look a bit bare. "Oops." I whispered shoving it out of reach of my fidgeting hands.

"Why have you been so weird lately." Scarlett jumped up following me to the bathrooms. She was like a little fly, pestering me about my every emotion. "Is this because of tonight?" Scarlett asked referencing the inevitable birthday party that was going to occur.

"No, i'm just nervous for the slytherin game."

Scarlett looked unconvinced. "Don't bother lying to me." She said.

"Fine." I admitted. Throwing my quidditch uniform over my head.  "I bought him a gift."

"So did I?" The sarcasm was now scolding.

"I'm nervous for him to open in... in front of everybody." I said again. I had moved on from plucking my broom to repeatedly washing my uniform. "What happens if he hates it? Or even worse, what happens if he realises that this is not just a friendship present."

"What did you get him?"

"A quill."

Scarlett laughed. "That's definitely a friendship present, nothing says I'm secretly in love with you like a quill." She sighed at my obvious displeasure at her sarcasm. She grabbed my arm shoving me out of the changerooms and into the cool air of the quidditch pitch. "you'll be fine. Now let's go." Eh, I wasn't so sure.

"Can't keep Jacob waiting." I nudged her provocatively. She only shoved me harder.

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Sirius was in an unusually good mood that morning that morning, which was made obvious when he sat down to breakfast, stealing my coffee cup and announcing to the entire hall (who undoubtedly already knew) that he was officially of age. He had also seemingly taken the fact that it was his birthday as an excuse to create as much chaos as humanly possible. It all started with James, who was very excited for his toast after quidditch that morning only to find it was oddly spicy. He tried to keep a calm face in front of Lily however the thick layer of pepper got the better of him. Washing it down with pepper laiden pumpkin juice didn't seem to help either and he was ultimately forced to retreat from the great hall in a spluttering mess. Sirius was uncontrollably cackling beside me throughout this whole process.

"You're a disaster on your birthday." I shook my head, pretending to be disappointed. In reality however, it was rather funny. The jokes were interrupted by a familiar high-pitched voice

"Happy Birthday Siri." Kitty exclaimed engulfing the still chuckling Sirius in hugs. "I love you."

I looked wide-eyed over a James who had to cover his laughter by quickly disappearing under the table. Even Sirius seemed a little shocked, faltering his cool demeanor only momentarily. We held our breath waiting for his reply.