Harry Potter One-Shots

Clairvoyant (Sirius Black)

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"Hey Y/N, can you predict what grade I'm going to get on my Potions O.W.L.?" James joked, for about the fiftieth time that afternoon. I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore him and focus on my studies. I had my own exams to worry about!

"James, you know I don't do predictions. I'm not a Seer, I'm clairvoyant, there's a difference. You would know if you had paid attention in Divination," I retorted. I wasn't ashamed of my abilities, but it didn't exactly make me more confident when I was constantly made fun of for them.

"Oh that's right, you can sense the energies in the room, my mistake," James answered, rolling his eyes.

"What color is my aura, Y/N?" Peter asked, completely sincerely. Remus sighed and Sirius hid a chuckle behind his Transfiguration textbook. I watched him out of the corner of my eye. Everything he did was just so adorable, I couldn't help but laugh too whenever he laughed.

"Peter, you moron, she can't tell you that. Clairvoyance isn't that precise of an exercise, it's much more speculative," Remus said dismissively. He was always doubtful of my abilities, because they didn't seem like they were "real" magic.

I felt my face flush and I wished I could just sink into the floor of the library and disappear. It wasn't my fault I was born clairvoyant, I would change it in a heartbeat if I could! I always felt so frustrated when my friends mocked me for something that was out of my control.

"Shut up you lot. It's a really cool power, which none of you could handle if you had it." I heard Sirius jump in to my defense, like he always did. There was something so sincere in his voice, so genuine and caring, that made me smile despite being upset.

For the rest of the afternoon we studied in relative silence, disturbed only by the occasional question or comment from James about his Potions essay. At the end of the day, while we were packing up our books to head down to the Great Hall for dinner, Sirius pulled me aside while the others were leaving.

"We'll catch up with you in a minute, I just had one last question about Transfiguration," he hollered at their retreating backs, earning him a glare from the hawk-like librarian, Madam Pince.

"Hey, Y/N... I know it makes you upset when they make fun of you. I can see it in your eyes." My heart beat nervously in my chest. My first instinct was to lie and brush him off and tell him it was nothing, but my voice seemed to have failed, so I didn't answer and let him continue.

"I think it's actually really cool what you can do, and I... er... I want to learn more about it," Sirius finished, and a slight blush accentuated his cheeks. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, a gesture so mundane but even then it made me crazy. I am so in love with this boy...

"Thanks Sirius," I smiled, trying to pretend like I was cool and collected when in reality, I was freaking out on the inside. Sirius Black was complimenting me! I felt like nothing in the world could bring me down, not even Lucius Malfoy and his stupid little group of bullies.

We began to walk from the library, making small talk but still with an air of slight awkwardness between us. We chit-chatted about this and that, nothing really of importance, but before we reached the entrance to the Great Hall, I realized that this was my opportunity to tell him how I felt. It's now or never.

"Hey Sirius, can you hold on for a second? There's..." I nearly lost my courage for a second, but I had already started so I forced myself to continue on. "There's something I want to tell you."

We stopped in front of a suit of armor, and Sirius leaned up against the wall, looking so calm and cool and casual while inside I was a ball of nervous energy.

"I don't really know how to say this but... I-really-like-you-and-I-have-since-we-met-first-year-and-I-want-to-be-your-girlfriend-but-I-understand-if-you-don't-want-that-you-probably-don't-and-this-was-stupid-and-I-" I began to ramble, but I was cut off by Sirius's perfect laugh. It rang out through the hallway and stopped me in my tracks. He was laughing at me?!

"I'm sorry Y/N, I'm not laughing at you," he forced out in between guffaws, as if he had read my mind. "It's just... it's just that you're so cute when you're nervous." Wait. WHAT? Did Sirius Black just call me cute? This cannot be happening.

"I- wait what?" I was at a loss for words. Sirius took a step away from the wall and towards me, and I inadvertently backed up from him until my back was pressed up against the cold stone wall of the castle. Sirius smiled his megawatt smile.

"I think you're cute when you're nervous. I mean, I think you're cute anyways, but especially when you're nervous," he rambled. I was confused. It was like my brain couldn't even process what was happening.

Sirius leaned forward and placed one hand on the wall behind my head, trapping me in. He stepped closer to me so that our chests were practically touching, and brought his face down to mine until we were only a whisper away. Sirius Black was so close to me... my best friend since first year... we were nearly kissing, my heart was beating out of my chest, I was so nervous and excited and confused and running on crazy adrenaline and - SIRIUS BLACK WAS KISSING ME!

The kiss was like fireworks, as cheesy as that sounds. Part of it was probably my clairvoyance, sensing the energy between the two of us, but the rest of it was all me. His soft lips moved in sync with mine, and even though I'd never kissed him before it felt... right. One of his hands remained on the wall while the other snaked its way around my waist. I wound my hands up behind his neck and pulled him closer to me, if that was even possible. Our bodies were flush against one another, like we couldn't get closer but we were still trying anyways. I lost track of time. Seconds, minutes, hours, for all I knew days had passed like this, and I would honestly be ok with that...

"OI! What do you two think you're doing! You're ruining my appetite!" I heard a familiar voice cry. Sirius and I broke apart in fits of laughter as James approached us at a furious pace. Not far behind came Remus, looking smug, and Peter, looking shocked.

"Well if you're so worried about food, why don't you stay in the Great Hall and eat some?" Sirius fired back. He was laughing, but I could tell he was annoyed with James for ruining our perfect moment. Honestly, I couldn't blame him.

"Why don't you two nasty teenagers come join us for some food and we can all enjoy our meal like friends, the way it should be," James invited, cocking an eyebrow jokingly at us. I felt my face blazing red, and I sort of wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear, but I was a bit relieved to see that Sirius's face was a similar shade to mine. He may act confident, but in that moment, I could tell that we were on the same playing field.

Sirius grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the wall to go reunite with the rest of the boys. The rest of the night was full of joking, eating, teasing, and Sirius sitting just a little closer to me than usual. Now this... I could get used to this.