Re: Cassandra & Sirius
It was possible that Sirius had had too many drinks. Well, possible, definite, it was one of those things. But he'd been needing to blow off steam for ages and this was exactly what the doctor ordered. He'd gone around the room seeing how many people he could get to dance with him. He'd been decently successful, even getting Hermione out on the floor for one round. But he had definitely noticed the pretty wallflower in the corner, and no one should be lonely at a party.
He walked over with the intention of talking to her, but her outburst left him raising his hands apologetically.
"Sorry! I was going to see if you fancied a dance but I can see the answer is 'no, absolutely not, fuck off Black.' So I will change tactics. What are you writing? Is it fiction? Salacious novels? Quantum time travel theory?"