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It Was Only a Kiss by Radcliffe_PotterFan319
Chapter 16 : Amazed
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Disclaimer: Everything belong to JK Rowling. Lyrics by Lonestar.

Chapter Sixteen

Christmas morning I awoke annoying whispers. I couldn’t place them, but was to lazy to get up and see who had decided to wake me. Really, I should have known right away. He’s only been coming into my room every morning to wake me up, give me breakfast in bed, or scare the crap out of me when leaving the bathroom. Sure enough, I had just rolled over onto my side when someone jumped right on top of me.

“It’s Christmas! Time to get up, Libby! Presents!” said that voice that made my heart race. I groaned and tried to move, but Sirius was laying right on top of me, causes me not to be able to move.

“No. Sleep,” I mumbled and went limp.

“Liiibbbbbbbyyyy!” Sirius whined, “Wake up!”

I shook my head and sighed. Sirius began kissing my face then. Muttering for me to wake up between kisses. This caused me to open my eyes. Sirius was grinning as he leaned over me. He kissed me on the forehead. Then he kissed me on the cheeks. And then he planted a kiss on my mouth, where I kissed him back.

“I’m awake,” I said.

“I knew that would work,” Sirius grinned.

“Great. Can you get off me, I need to relieve myself,” I said. Sirius was also beginning to crush my insides. He wasn’t exactly light.

“Aw, but I’m comfortable,” Sirius laughed. I pushed him off with difficulty and climbed out of bed. I yawned as I made my way to the bathroom to wash up and brush my teeth. Sirius sat on my bed patiently waiting for me as I pulled open my closet to choose what to wear.

“Bridget awake already?” I asked conversationally.

My cousin had been trying to get back at me for what Sirius and James said to her the other day. Aunt Becky did nothing to punish me, for I hadn’t really done anything. My Aunt Cynthia was pretty mad though. Whenever she saw Sirius and James, she would be very rude to them or completely ignore them. Bridget, being how she is, started trying to get Sirius’s and James’s attention and getting all upset whenever she fails miserably.

“Yup, practically attacked me when I was coming up the stairs,” Sirius laughed, his voice was muffled, for he had crawled under my covers and pulled the blankets over his head. I rolled my eyes and turned back into my closet.

“Wear that green, long sleeved top you wore two days before we left Hogwarts,” Sirius said, pushing the blankets down, so I could see his head. I looked at him, and tried to focus on what he said instead of how cute he look with his ruffled hair.

“You remember what I wore over a week ago?” I asked, amazed.

“Libby, I remember what you wore on the train in first year,” Sirius rolled his eyes. I suddenly felt bad. I wouldn’t be able to tell you what Sirius was wearing this second and he was right in front of me, under covers of course, but still.

“Wow, I didn’t know you paid that much attention,” I muttered, turning back to my closet, “Why the green top?” I personally hated the top. It had a wide neck line and was very fitted and was the color of forest green.

“Because it makes your eyes look pretty,” Sirius said like it was obvious and I should have known that.

“My eyes are gross,” I said, rolling my eyes, “They’re the color of a swap.”

“Are not!” Sirius gasped, “They change between hazel and green, depending on what you’re wearing and no matter what, they look gorgeous. I love your eyes. Besides your hair, it’s my favorite thing about your looks. You just put yourself down to much.”

“Thanks, Sirius,” I grinned and pulled the shirt from the hanger and grabbing my jeans.

I quickly changed into them in the bathroom and put a green ribbon in my hair, tying it like a headband. When I exited, Sirius was waiting by the door and I made sure I knew what he was wearing. Fitting black jeans and a white button down shirt, untucked, with converses. Not to hard to remember.

I was about to leave the room, when Sirius pulled me back and shut the door with his foot. My heart sped up, but I trusted Sirius and knew he wouldn’t try and do anything to me. So, I looked at him, curious as to why he locked me in my room with him. He was shifting his weight from side to side nervously and looked at me with soft eyes. I smiled at him.

“I want to give you my present now, without anyone looking,” Sirius said, standing very close to me. I looked up at him, smiling.

“Okay. . .” I said excitedly. Sirius pulled something out of his pocket and for a minute, I thought it was a ring. But then I remembered we were sixteen years old and to young to get engaged.

“Happy Christmas,” he smiled, handing me the small box.

It was black velvet with a gold bow tied around it. I pulled it off and, with another glance at Sirius, opened the box slowly. I gasped at what I saw inside. It was a locket, sitting on a delicate chain. A beautiful locket in the shape of a heart and no bigger then the tip of my pointer finger. Diamonds were engraved into the front of it and on the back read: I Love You–S.B. in tiny elegant writing. I opened up the locket and saw two, tiny pictures of Sirius and me moving inside. I looked up at Sirius smiling.

“Thank you,” I said and had to stand on my tippy toes to kiss him, which he leaned down for anyways. I tried to put all my love and thanks into that kiss, but knew it wouldn’t be enough either way. With Sirius’s help, I put the locket on and then, we went downstairs to open my other gifts.

“You’re gift was fun! Now, I have a collar,” Sirius laughed, pulling the silver necklace I gave him out for under his shirt.

It was in the shape of a dog bone, and had Sirius’s name engraved in it. I had then hardest time picking a present out for him. James and I snuck out of school one afternoon when Sirius was serving a detention. I didn’t want to go shopping for him with him standing next to me. So, James and I went together. I was going to help him pick out something for Lily and he was helping me pick out something for Sirius. I must have circled the village six times, James following along, trying to find something. I wanted it to be personal, seeing how this was the first present Sirius would ever receive from me. I had already bought a box of bone shaped dog bones, but wanted to get him something else. Dog like, since that was sort of the theme I was going for. We were passing a jewelry store when I spotted the necklace in the window. I was about to put Padfoot in it.

“No,” James had said, “That isn’t really, personal, seeing how Remus, Peter, and I call him Padfoot all the time. Don’t you have like a nickname for him or something.”

“Oh yeah,” I joked, “Sirius will love to wear something that says ‘Snuffles’ on it.”

In the end, I had just settled for his real name. It was actually very expensive, having to get his name engraved in it and all. But I was happy, but still worried about Sirius liking it. I knew he would like the chocolate a lot. I was able relax now that I knew Sirius really did like it. Or at least wearing it.

In the living room, Bridget was already done opening her gifts and was looking at each one. I had given her some make-up I hadn’t yet opened. She didn’t like it, judging by the way it was thrown to the side with the cute jacket that Aunt Becky and Uncle Scott got her(it wasn’t a name brand). I rolled my eyes at her studying the Louis Vuitton purse, as if making sure it was a real one.

“Libby!” Sandra Potter grinned when she saw me, “Happy Christmas!”

“Happy Christmas,” I hugged her, shook John Potter’s hand, and then hugged James before turning to my Aunt and Uncle and greeting them.

“Thanks for the Pranking Kit, Libs,” James said loudly over Bridget’s whines of not receiving a Muggle cell phone. Why she wanted a Muggle object, I had no idea.

“You’re welcome,” I said, smiling once more.

I began to open my presents since I was the only one left. James, who insisted I open his present first, got me a Vanilla body spray and a large box of chocolate, which Bridget rudely told me I didn’t need. Lily had gotten me two large books on fun spells for both Defense and Charms. Kirsten sent me a box of Pumpkin Pasties and a make-up kit with a large supply of my favorite shades. Remus sent me a book on Werewolves. James whispered it was just a little something for me to understand more. Mr and Mrs. Potter got me a book on Quidditch and a Broomstick Care Kit, something James took from my hands immediately to see if it was better then his. Bridget, Aunt Cynthia, and Uncle Denis got me a box of Bernie Bott’s Every Flavored Beans and sterling sliver hoops and a matching necklace and bracelet. Aunt Becky and Uncle Scott got me the new broom I had asked for. It was a Nimbus 1000, the lates brand, James immediately took it and began explaining every little detail of it. And then, finally, Jacob got me the new album to my favorite Muggle band, Billy Talent(Love them!). I thanked everyone for my gifts and hugged everyone again.

When I leaned over to hug James, the necklace Sirius had given me swung wildly. Bridget, who always seems to care what I’m wearing, eyed the locket curiously. Once my Aunts and Uncles and the Potters left the room, Sirius helped me up off the floor, and taking my hand, began to lead me out of the room.

“You have to see what the Potters got me,” he said, if he were in his dog shape, his tail would be wagging like crazy. I smiled, curious as to what James and his parents got Sirius that was so exciting.

“Wait, don’t leave me!” James said chasing us out of the room. We pulled on our boots and put on cloaks and scarves on before Sirius dragged me outside and lead the way to the Potter’s garage.

“It’s great, you’ll love it,” Sirius was saying excitedly.

“What is it?” I asked.

“You’ll see,” Sirius laughed. I looked at James, who was also smiling. He winked at me, but didn’t give me a clue.

Sirius opened the garage and as the door went up loudly, I peaked through trying to see what was in the garage. I gasped when I saw a brand new motorcycle sitting in the middle of the room, a large silver ribbon on the handles. Sirius pulled me inside and towards the bike. I didn’t know much about motorcycles, but I could tell this one was a nice one.

“Wow. They gave you this?” I asked, running my hand over the leather seats.

“Yeah, isn’t it great? I always wanted a bike,” Sirius said, looking at the bike fondly, “Wanna go for a ride?”

“Oh, no,” I said, backing away.

“He’s an good driver,” James assured me, “We already went for a ride.”

“Please, Libby, please?” Sirius gave me puppy eyes. I shook my head, not to sure about motorcycles. The next thing I new, there was a big black dog sitting in front of me, tail wagging, begging me. I laughed, but couldn’t resists the face.

“Fine!” I said throwing my hands up, James laughing by the door, “But that wasn’t fair! You have an advantage!” The dog barked and then Sirius was standing in it’s place. He handed me a helmet and I put it on, trying not to worry about helmet hair. Sirius put one on himself and then got on the bike in front of me. He started the bike. The roar the engine echoed as Sirius pushed it out of the garage.

“Hang on,” Sirius called over his shoulder. I wrapped my arms around his waist and closed my eyes as Sirius accelerated the bike. For a second it bounced as if we ran over something, but then the ride was quite smooth. I opened my eyes and gave a little scream.

“We’re flying!” I shouted over the wind, “You didn’t tell me the bike could fly!”

“You never asked!” Sirius laughed.

I looked below. Muggles could easily see us and hear us. The bike was so loud. I bit my lip, nervously. This was a lot like a broomstick, only more comfortable and loud. It didn’t stray of course as easily either, because it was a lot heavier then a broom. After about five minutes, I loosened my death grip on Sirius’s waist and relaxed a bit. This wasn’t so bad. It was actually kind of nice, except for the biting cold that froze my nose. Sirius seemed to be enjoying himself, too, and that made me happy just knowing that he was happy.

All to soon, we landed. James, his dad, and Uncle Scott were waiting in the garage, laughing. The landing was quiet smooth, it just felt like we ran over another person like take off was. Sirius came to a stop inside the garage and turned to the engine. He helped me off the bike and I yanked of the helmet, trying to fix my hair. Sirius ran a hand through his and it somehow went back to being perfect. I pouted. That was no fair, he’s to perfect.

“How was it?” John Potter asked me.

“It was actually pretty cool. Scary at first, but I liked it once I got used to it,” I said, still messing with my hair. Sirius pulled a mirror out of his pocket and handed it to me. I stared at him for a minute and then decided not to ask.

“How do you like it, Sirius?” Uncle Scott asked, looking at the bike with interest.

“It’s great,” Sirius said happily, and again, stared at the bike like it was the best thing he’s ever seen. I felt a bit jealous, but pushed it away. It was a bike, not another girl.

I looked back in the mirror and screamed, tossing the mirror away. James lunged forward and caught it after falling to the floor. He laughed as he stood up, brushing off the dust from his clothes.

“What happened?” Sirius asked, worried from my scream.

“James’s face was in your mirror,” I said, still a bit startled. For a minute Sirius looked confused, then a grin spread across his face and he started laughing with James. I glared at them as John and Uncle Scott exchanged glaces.

“Love,” Sirius said, taking the mirror from James and handing it back to me, “It’s a two way mirror. Look,” he said. My reflection was back.

“Libby Cullen,” James said from across the room. The mirror went blank and then James’s face was grinning at me, “We use when we have separate detentions.” His voice came from the side of the room, and then the mirror only a moment later. I relaxed and glared at James.

“That wasn’t funny,” I snapped at him, “You could have at least told me!”

“Sorry, Libs,” James laughed as he pocketed his mirror and Sirius pocketed his.


My Aunt had twisted my hair into an elegant manner. My curls were escaping and framing my face nicely. She had done my make-up so I looked very nice and I was wearing a midnight blue dress. My shoes were clear and I had worked hard on my pedicure all afternoon. I had on Sirius’s necklace and gold earrings. I was wearing my favorite rings and gold bracelets and felt beautiful. And nervous. This was going to be the first time Sirius had ever seen me all dressed up like this.

Every year, the Potters held a formal party at their house. They invited mostly people from the Ministry, but every so often, you could run into a healer from St. Mungo’s or someone from Gringotts. It all depended. Usually, I didn’t have to go. Usually, I would have to stay home. But since last year, I’ve had attended these rather boring parties. I liked the dressing up part though, and this year I would see Sirius dressed up. I was so nervous.

Uncle Scott had cleared a path to the Potters so we could walk without getting our dresses wet and cold. We knocked the front door, something we never did, and John opened the door in welcome. When he saw us, a smile broke out onto his face and he ushered us in.

“You all look wonderful. Here, have a drink!” he said, then seeing me he winked, “Sirius should be down in a minute.”

“Libby!” came a very familiar voice. I looked up and gasped.

“Lily!” I grinned hurrying towards her.

“Wow, you look so pretty,” Lily said.

“So do you,” I countered. Lily was dressed in green robes. Her eyes stood out more then anything and her hair was curled around her face.

“How’s your holiday been?” Lily went on, “I loved the bracelet you got me. It’s very pretty.”

“You’re welcome,” I grinned, then I laughed, “Sirius got a motorcycle for Christmas. And it flies!”

“You’re kidding?” Lily laughed, too, “Yeah, a bike fits him.”

“Hello, Lily,” James was suddenly at my side, “You look beautiful.”

Lily blushed as James held out her hand and she took it. He led her away with a wink at me. I looked around, but didn’t see Sirius anywhere. I almost went after Lily and James, it wasn’t good to be alone at the parties. The boring Ministry people come up to you and drone on about whatever issue is going on.

I felt hands on my shoulders and tried to turn around when I heard a voice in my ear whisper, “You look gorgeous, love.”

I turned around to see Sirius. His hair was, as always, falling into his eyes, but he brushed it differently so it looked more sophiscated tonight. He was in black robes and had a small smile on his face. Seeing his dimple made me smile and he held out his arm. I was to busy gaping at Sirius to see it. I didn’t think he could ever look any better, but here he was. Causing me to be speechless and wonder, yet again, what it was that Sirius saw in me.

“You might want to close your mouth,” Sirius muttered. I shook my head and did so. Sirius then laughed and kissed me softly and quickly. I linked my arms with his and we walked off into the party.


Sirius and I couldn’t find James and Lily. We were talking to them five minutes ago and they left to get something to drink. Now, wondering around the downstairs for them, I was beginning to think they ditched us.

“I bet they went to go snog,” Sirius snickered.

“During a party?” I gasped.

“Libby, I would drag you off for a snog if I hadn’t seen you for a week, too,” Sirius shrugged it off like it was no big deal. I rolled my eyes.

“I would feel so odd,” I laughed.

Music was playing in the back ground, it was a nice tune and a few people were moving to the beat, though not really dancing. This was not the type of party you would dance at. Sirius suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me away. He led me onto the porch outside. The french doors were propped open and when Sirius and I came out, the small group standing outside went back in. The cold nipped my bare shoulders, but the heat from the house was enough to keep me warm.

“I love this place,” Sirius muttered. I looked up at him.

“It has to be better then you’re parents house,” I said.

“Trust me, it is. Even the party is better. I mean, yeah, it’s boring and all, but it’s not filled with Pureblood obsessed people who sneer at you as you walk by,” Sirius sighed, “I love living with James though. It’s going to suck when I move out.”

“When are you moving out?” I asked startled.

“As soon as we graduate from Hogwarts. I don’t want to overstay my welcome, you know?” Sirius asked. I nodded.

“I’m going with you then. I don’t want you to be alone,” I said stubbornly. Sirius looked at me and smiled. Then he kissed my forehead.

The song changed then. A slow song from a group I’ve listened to a while back. Sirius and I listened to the intro for a moment and then he smirked. He bowed low to me, holding out his arm saying, “May I have this dance?”

I giggled and stood, giving him a curtsey before taking his outstretched arm. Sirius pulled me away from the door so that no one could see us, not that we cared. It was colder away from the door, but my insides were warm as Sirius pulled me close, wrapping his arms around my waist. I wrapped my own around his neck, staring up at him.

Every time our eyes meet
This feeling inside me
Is almost more then I can take
Baby, when you touch me
I can feel how much you love me
And it just blows me away
I’ve never been this close to anyone or anything
I can hear your thoughts
I can see your dreams

Sirius pressed his forehead to mine and we slowly moved in a circle. I could feel Sirius’s heart beating in his chest, mine was in perfect rhythm with his. He smiled at me, looking into my eyes through his long eyelashes. I swear, I was floating then. It was like nothing else existed.

“Sirius. . .” I whispered.

“Sshh, don’t say anything,” Sirius muttered, putting a finger to my lips. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply.

I don’t know how you do what you do
I’m so in love with you, it just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life, with you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Baby, I’m amazed by you

Sirius had lifted his head from mine now. My head was resting on his shoulder now, listening more intently to his racing heart. It was going as fast as mine, though I couldn’t understand why dancing was making us so crazy. All I knew was that I was regretting the end of the song because I knew as soon as it ended, I would have to stop dancing with Sirius and our moment would be over.

The smell of your skin
The taste of your kiss
The way you whisper in the dark
Your hair all around me, baby you surround me
You touch every place in my heart
Oh, it feels like the first time, every time
I wanna spend the whole night in your eyes

But maybe this moment wouldn’t be over when the song ended. Maybe, the way I’m feeling now. The way by heart was racing, my stomach twisting, the floating feeling, the way Sirius was looking at me. Maybe this was all part of being in love. This was what you felt. I liked the feeling, actually. It was nice. Like nothing could ever go wrong again. I was safe in Sirius’s arms. I was safe now and I always will be.

I don’t know how you do what you do
I’m so in love with you, it just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life, with you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Baby, I’m amazed by you

As the song went into the instrumental solo part, I looked up at Sirius. For the first time, I was realizing just how much I really loved Sirius. I said I did, I know that, but now I somehow felt different. Like our love for one another was even stronger then before. This simple dance was changing everything.

“Sirius,” I said again.

“What?” Sirius asked.

“I love you,” I said. It was the first time I said it to Sirius without him saying it to me, first. I knew Sirius hadn’t overlooked that fact either.

“I love you, too,” he said. Then, nuzzling my neck, he said in my ear, “This song is exactly the way I feel about you.”

Every little thing that you do
I’m so in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life with you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Oh, every little thing that you do
Baby, I’m amazed by you

(---Lonestar “Amazed”)

As the last notes rang out, Sirius and I stayed in each others arms. We were looking at one another in a way we’ve never looked at one another before. Sirius kissed me softly, at first, but then something happened. Like the kisses we’ve been needing since that dare over the summer had just been a warm up. The kiss Sirius gave me now was filled with love and passion. I kissed him back hungrily, not caring that if anyone walked out here right now, they’d see us.

Really, though, I should have cared. Because just as Sirius had pulled me closer, I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. Sirius and I pulled away reluctantly and looked at who interrupted us. My insides twisted when I saw my Uncle Scott, Aunt Becky, John and Sandra Potter, Bridget, James, Lily, Jacob and the Minister of Magic himself standing there, watching us with bemused expressions.

Except my Uncle Scott.

It was him who had tapped me on the shoulder. His eyes were blazing angrily as he looked at me and Sirius, who still were wrapped together. I bit my lip, blushing bright red in embarrassment. For a minute, I thought my Uncle was going to start yelling at us, but then he took a deep breath and turned away.

“I think we should head home,” Aunt Becky said, looking after Uncle Scott nervously.

Sirius, Lily, and the Potters followed us to the front of the house where we put our jackets back on. I was still red in the face and Sirius looked a bit awkward. As my aunt opened the door, I turned back to say good bye to Sirius. He leaned down to kiss me, but Uncle Scott pulled me away.

“You’ve got enough already,” he snapped. My jaw dropped and Sirius backed off in shock. Lily and James exchanged glances with one another as Jacob giggled a little. I threw him a glare.

We crossed back to my house and as soon as we were inside, Uncle Scott rounded on me. He looked scary and I couldn’t understand what had made him so mad and angry. He was glad Sirius and me were going out! Just this morning he was teasing us about it.

“In front of all those people!” he yelled, “Shoving your tongue down a boy’s throat in front of people! The Minister was there and you’re standing outside swapping spit with a Black!”

“We weren’t!” I snapped, angry tears welling up in my eyes, “Sirius was being funny by asking me to dance and so I went along with it. We were just dancing!”

“Dancing? Is that what you kids call kissing these days? Dancing?” Scott snapped.

“No, Sirius just kissed me after we finished dancing!” I insisted, my tears spilling over now, “We didn’t mean for anyone to see. No one was outside but us.”

“So if we hadn’t interrupted you two, what would you be doing now? Sneaking up to your room? Or his room?”

“Scott!” Aunt Becky gasped. Jacob was listening intently, too.

“Why would you think that?” I cried, “Sirius wouldn’t try to do that to me until I’m ready. He told me he wasn’t going to do anything to me!”

“Oh, so you’ve discussed this already?” Uncle Scott asked with an angry laugh.

“No, it was something Lucius Malfoy said and Sirius was assuring me that—”

“It certainly looked like that was on his mind when he was kissing you!” Uncle Scott interrupted.

“It wasn’t,” I said.

“How do you know, Libby? He’s a sixteen year old boy!”

“Yes, but he loves me!”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“I love him!”

“You’re not even seventeen yet, you don’t know what love is!”

“Yes I do. I felt it tonight. It was stronger then anything I’ve ever felt before!”

“Scott,” Aunt Becky said, “Leave her be, please?”

“I’m only protecting you, Libby. There were all these people. Sirius is a Black. He might not be like them, but being disowned from his family leaves him with nothing to inherit. He’s not suitable for you!”

“You had no problem with me and Sirius earlier. You were happy for us when we stepped off the train. If anything I thought Aunt Becky might be the one to be fighting with me! What happened?” I asked.

The room was silent for a moment and I didn’t think that Uncle Scott was going to answer me. But then, he looked at me, with tears in his eyes.

“I saw the way he was looking at you,” he said, “I really saw how he was looking at you. And I don’t want to lose you, Libby, you’re like my daughter.”

“But I’m not,” I said more harshly then I intended, “You’re not my father and I’m not you’re daughter.”

Then I turned, gathering the front of my dress in my hands, and ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs. I was ashamed of what I said, but I knew I was wasn’t going to say sorry anytime soon.

A/N: The last chapter before the plot takes a turn. . . aren't you excited?? Anyways, i know this chapter was like REALLY REALLY REALLY corny. But it works into the plot nicely, does it not?

Now, because you all are wonderful, here is your daily little something from chapter seventeen: The Navy Song

“James, there was an attack at the Ministry Ball,” I said trying to sound calm, “We need to go to the hospital.”

“When did the party end?” James asked, looking at me cross-eyed.

“Not to long ago,” I shrugged. James leaned over and pulled up a floorboard. There were potions inside and he took one, taking a nice gulp. He waited a minute and then, suddenly, he was sober again. No hangover or anything. I stared at him curiously.

“What did you say?” he asked, “There’s been an attack?”

I know it's really short, but if i gave any more away from ANY part of the chapter, it would be a total give away and no shocking twist, like i want it to be.

Now, please be the wonderful people you are and leave a review right down there in that box. Love you!!

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