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"Don't tell me it's a sin to love him instead of her.
Seriously, I mean look at him!"
Basically your traditional Wizarding World Marauders Era love story between two couples with a few twists.
Twists include lycanthropy, bicuriousity tur...
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Alice was truly a sight to behold with her near-scandalous and dangerously short, violet dress that hung perfectly on her strong shoulders, and what seemed to be rather expensive diamond earring that I was close to positive that she stole from her mother. The girl was muscular, which was expected considering all the bottles and cases she carried around. She somehow had a very unique personality trait where even though most of her drinks her non-alcoholic -I don't think many people knew that- she is still able to easily fool everyone with her gaiety and joy that people think is the influence of her intoxication but that's what's great about her: it's just that she is such a big optimist and finds the glee in every aspect of her life. And a lot of people don't know that side of her, their image of her is just reckless and irresponsible. A normal teenager, unlike me.
"You look beautiful." No words could begin to describe how pretty she looked but there was no way I wasn't going to compliment her all night long.
"You're just saying that because you want me to compliment you back." I smirked knowingly and the sarcastic retort.
"Though it would be a notable crime not to compliment this outfit, I actually mean it, you look amazing. But don't shy from that compliment if it's absolutely necessary. PS, it is." She laughed this time and nodded while covering her face and muttering an ashamed 'thank you'. I chuckled at her diffidence, and patted my shoulder with another 'you look great, Sirius.' Perhaps that could mean that I looked normal.
"Why thank you, M'Lady. You're too kind, honestly. You didn't have to," She was used to my cocky behaviour even though she knew very well that it was a facade. We knew each other very well, though most wouldn't think so. Sure, we didn't spend all the time in the world together like me and James and she wasn't a newfound crush like Remus or an equally disturbing foodie like Peter, but we bonded and we still figured each other out soon enough so it didn't take long to become best friends. "Care to dance?""
"I thought you'd never ask, oh kind Sir." We made our way from the entrance to the centre of the dance floor where no one else stood. It was blatantly clear that everyone was scared to be judged on the dance floor but I have been judged enough to know that it's not worth wasting life at the fear of a bad remark or nasty comment and Alice was fearless so we were the perfect couple to lead the slow dances to match the sullen music playing. As soon as we stumbled onto the centre of the tile, the tension of the room was immediately shed as the density of the air relaxed.
This intensity however returned the second a smart-ass Dumbledore led a blushing Minnie McG to the dance floor and began laughing their way into a waltz. Thankfully this wasn't a deal breaker for some and as date after date piled onto the floor, the middle of the room was loosely packed with swaying carelessly students without a damn given, it was cool to think that we started that, I mean, we are pretty awesome so I'm not that surprised.
We just swayed slowly and to the beat thumping through our veins. It wasn't wild or crazy dancing with sweaty bodies pressed against each other but I was content and I was having fun. And that is exactly what mattered.
