day 15 - if you even need to think twice - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest
marlene was resting over his chest, completely naked except for the sheet with which sirius have covered them both.
he was mindlessly tracing figures with his fingers on her back, mesmerised by the sight of her: cheeks flushed, eyes shining, hair completely tousled as if she just landed on the pitch after flying around on her broom.
sirius knew marlene wasn’t into quidditch for the sport, but for the adrenaline, same as him.
“i think i’m falling in love with you” he whispered, only realizing he said it at loud once he felt marlene tense up on top of him.
he meant it, though.
“i love you” he repeated, louder this time.
marlene got to her knees, wrapping the sheet around her torso, covering herself.
sirius propped himself up on his forearms, looking at her.
“i… wasn’t expecting that” she finally admitted, mouth hang half open, genuine shock in her eyes.
sirius waited, his heart suddenly clenched behind his ribs.
several seconds passed before marlene dared speak again.
“i’m trying to think of the right thing to say here.”
he swallowed hard, trying to hide the fact that just then, marlene had hurt him.
he wouldn’t show it, though.
“if you have to think about it then i guess the answer is pretty obvious. i just wish i hadn’t wasted my time” he blurted out, finally siting himself properly, feet on the carpet on the opposite side of the bed.
“that’s not fair.”
there was a tinge of hurt in marlene’s voice, but that, sirius thought, wasn’t fair. not to him, not after what he just admitted.
“no fair?” he questioned, rising his voice slightly. “what’s fair about the fact that you’d rather believe those stupid rumors going around instead of me? you know who are the girls that say all that shit? the ones i’ve never given the time of day. they’re the ones who need to convince themselves that i’m some sort of ruthless casanova.”
“you say that as if you’re this sort open book, like i have to had you all figured it out by now” she replied, her voice even know.
“like you’re much better!.” he finally turned to watch her. “you’re the one who wanted to keep this under wraps, remember?!” he shouted, pointing at the general direction of the castle with his arm.
marlene was taken aback.
“you’d think the way i treated would clear things up for you. but maybe you weren’t paying attention, what with all the boys you’ve been talking to lately.” it was a low blow, but he didn’t care.
“fuck you, black!” marlene shouted, getting to her feet and rapidly putting on her clothes on.
“right back at you, mckinnon!” he fired back just as she had slammed the door of his room behind her.
seconds later, james came into the room looking bewildered.
“what was that?” he asked while taking in the scene he just entered in.
“nothing that matters” sirius answered, getting to his feet and passing james on his way to the bathroom.
I did a thing. A smut of sorts.
Summary:
They were alive.
They were stubborn.
And Sirius felt particularly lucky.
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day 22 - one night stand - muggle au - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest
it had been the first time sirius had ever ditched his bike but the ride to his place on the back of the cab had been well worth it.
they both were drunk, though he had a feeling marlene would have jump to his lap even in broad daylight without caring about the driver.
once in his street, they both had stumbled out of the car, still locking lips.
it had been all muscle memory the walk from the stairs through the door and all the way to his bedroom.
he might be drunk, but a girl like that deserved to be worshipped in bed.
with a yelp, marlene fell backwards onto the matress while sirius took out his shirt. his leather jacket long forgotten on the corridor alongside marlene’s short dress.
they were a tangled mess of sweat, saliva and dangling chains. marlene’s wrists and collarbones where full of silver and her fingers full of rings that every once in a while got tangled in sirius’ hair.
he didn’t care.
he kissed her as if he was drinking her out, like he had lived in a desert for most of his life and had only known water once he tasted her lips.
marlene’s jaw moved at the same compass as his and her tongue was doing dangerous things to the most primitive parts of his brain.
“fuck” he hissed.
“thought that’s what we were doing” she laughed.
he imagined all the possibilities of what that tongue could do but first, he was gonna have a taste of her.
all of her.
day 6 - music festival (muggle au) - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest
Sirius presented her with a pair of rubber boots.
“What are those?” She asked.
“The perfect footwear for rainy days and skipping puddles.”
“It isn’t raining.”
“But it will be where we are going. Come now, put them on.”
“You’re joking, right? They’re hideous” she protested.
“Shouldn’t you be more concerned with where we are going?”
“If I worried for every little thing you planned for, we would never go anywhere. But must I get there with such ugly little things?”
There was nothing little about the boots. They were tall and yellow and screaming loudly at her to not try them on.
“Fine. You can have mine.” Sirius sighed.
Sirius produced a pair of black ones and Marlene knew all along he bought them in her size right from the beginning.
Later on at night, after driving all the way to the music festival and spending all day dancing and screaming at the top of their lungs for their favorite bands and songs, Marlene and Sirius found their way to their camp site.
They stumbled ungracefully into their tent, laughing loudly, half drunk and half deaf from all the music still banging in their ears.
Marlene lifted her legs up in the air, her black boots covered in mud now.
“Best fucking gift ever”
“What about the festival tickets?”
“Oh yeah, that too” Marlene laughed, slapping Sirius slightly in his chest and propping herself up to kiss him on the lips.
day 1 - "why are you here" “came to make sure you’re okay” - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest
“What are you doing here, McKinnon?” asked Sirius, sitting on the front porch.
“Making sure you’re alright, I guess” replied Marlene.
“Funny, coming from the girl who just hexed me a few minutes ago” replied Sirius, bitterly.
“You were being a jerk back there.”
Marlene was starting to regret coming after him, there was a reason she had been keeping her distance, after all.
“According to most people I’m always a jerk.”
He was being difficult, Marlene knew. Though probably it was her presence that was making things worse, she couldn’t be sure. A lot had happened lately, not only between the two, but with the war as well.
“I’m not most people, though, am I?” she tried, finally dropping down to sit next to him on the stairs.
Marlene looked up, trying to avoid Sirius’ stare.
It was a clear night and she could almost see the faint outline of the galaxy behind the stars.
“No” he answered, keeping his eyes fixed on her. “You most certainly are not”.