RP: Christmas Time
Characters: Mary MacDonald, Sirius Black Timeline: Mauraders/Post Apparecium Date: December/Early January 1977 Place: Sirius Black's Home, Possibly Other
The house looked surprisingly Christmasy, considering that it belonged to Sirius and all. They'd gone out and found a tree yesterday and now it was sitting in the lounge, decorated with odd bits and fairy lights she'd enchanted, and strings of berries and popcorn. It was nice, really, although she still was eyeing the stockings eskance. She was fairly sure they were some dirty ones of his he'd scooped off the floor and transfigured into Christmas socks. She was so not eating any sweets from there.
She made herself more comfortable on the slightly ratty but incredibly comfortable oversized sofa and turned the page of her book. Being here was a million times better than being anywhere else. Not just because Sirius had invited her but also because they were... what they were.
Somehow that made everything brighter and shinier this year.
It was odd though. He'd shown her to her own room last night, as if he was afraid of them sharing a bed. She had to say, she wasn't sure either, because she knew from the way their snogging went that something else might happen. It wasn't like she was under any illusions he hadn't done it before. She was the one that was inexperienced in this relationship after all... a word she didn't use around him, even if he did admit she was his girlfriend.