Who: Sirius and Dom What: Trying to convince Dom that partying really is fun Where: Starting at cabin 018 When: Halloween around 7 pm Rating: TBD NC-17 it is
For the whole day Sirius had felt sick. His thoughts wandered constantly to James’ and Lily’s death and his inability to stop it. Every time he looked in the mirror he saw his future. He looked at the alarm clock standing at his bedside table. A quarter to seven. Not wanting to seem to be too eager for spending time with her he checked himself in the mirror, ignoring the black and white stripes. He looked a bit and his hair was not its usual shining self but otherwise he had nothing to complain.
Sirius paced up and down for the next few minutes and as the alarm clock turned to seven sharp he was out of the door. Screw the patience. He grinned at the prospect of seeing Dom in that outfit. She did look gorgeous even without wearing close to nothing. Damn that veela-part. Today his concentration would be hard to keep.
He reached the door and knocked. “Prison escort service”, he shouted.