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Chapter 5 : Lovely Sunday
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Love burns brighter than sunshine
Brighter than sunshine
Let the rain fall, i don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine
And it's brighter than sunshine.
-Aqualung: Brighter than Sunshine
On Sunday after breakfast, Sirius and Alina were on the banks of the Black Lake. He was skipping rocks over its glassy surface while Alina sat under a tree reading The Daily Prophet.
“Twenty-two murders in the last three days,” Alina mused aloud. Sirius dropped the rock he was holding and turned around. Alina was holding the newspaper in one hand and biting her finger nail on the other. Her eyes were searching the page slowly. Sirius made his way to the tree.
“Twenty-two?” he gaped, astonished at the large number. “Let me see that.” Alina gave Sirius the newspaper as he sat down next to her. He held the newspaper in his hands and his eyes madly darted across the page for the article. Alina reached over and pointed to an article called ‘Death Eaters Strike Again’.
“Unbelievable,” Sirius said as soon as he finished skimming the article. He handed the paper back to Alina and remained sitting down. She opened the paper to another page and handed it to him.
“On a different note,” she said as she did this. He laughed at the political cartoon. It was a picture of the Minister of Magic squashing He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named in a satirical way. The Minister simply denied any activity that had to do with the Dark Arts, save Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.
Sirius wrapped his arm around her shoulders and she nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck. She pulled her knees to her chest and they brushed Sirius’s legs. He felt his heart skip a beat, unsure as to why.
“Shouldn’t you be pulling a prank on poor Severus?” Alina said after a few moments. Sirius chuckled heartily.
“Give it another week,” he said as he tightened his grip on her shoulders. She smiled and kissed his cheek. She grasped his hand and held it between her two smaller ones. She rested her chin on top of their hands and sat silently. Sirius wasn’t sure what to make of this gesture. All of the girls who he had dated only wanted to snog, and Alina seemed to actually want to spend quality time with him. He pulled their hands closer to his body and she put her head on his shoulder, her chin still resting upon their entwined hands. He placed his other hand on the back of her head, running his fingers through her soft blonde hair.
“Why do you think people are like that?” she said dreamily, looking at the front page of The Daily Prophet that was thrown on the ground. He glanced at the newspaper and wasn’t sure what she was talking about.
“Could you elaborate?” he said, blindly running his fingers through her hair. She pulled her hands to full length over his, lining their palms together. Her other palm rested against the back of his hand. Their fingers intertwined.
“Why do they become Death Eaters?” she said sadly, her soft hazel eyes still fixated on the newspaper.
“They have their priorities screwed up,” he said in a vain attempt to make a joke. She didn’t laugh as he had expected. Instead, a somber expression fell over her face. He moved his hand to her shoulders and gave her a reassuring squeeze. She had a dazed expression on her face as she looked out at the lake.
“I don’t understand how people can be so cruel,” she said as she held his hand tighter between hers.
Sirius didn’t answer her, but looked across the lake and James and Lily. They were goofing off in the shallow part of the water. He was tossing water on her and she was shrieking and running away. Sirius grinned sadly. He looked back to Alina and kissed the top of her head. She smiled a small smile.
“Do you want to go back to the castle?” he said, unsure of why.
“No,” she said, smiling a genuine smile. She looked up at him and kissed him.
“It’s a lovely day,” she added, looking at the sun glinting off the lake. One of her hands let go of his and she tangled her arm around his. He didn’t understand her unusual ways, but he was growing fond of them. She didn’t want to snog him senseless and she didn’t want to shag. She just wanted to spend innocent time with him.
“It is quite lovely,” Sirius agreed as he pulled her closer to him. They watched the innocent first and second years dancing about the grass and enjoying themselves. They watched love struck couples walk hand in hand along the shores. They looked over at the Quidditch pitch as Ravenclaw practiced for the upcoming match.
A strange feeling overtook him as Alina rested her hand on his chest. Many girls had touched his chest before, but this time his heart started to race in an odd way. She let go of his hand and his arm and he suddenly felt a longing desire to grab her hand back. His desire faded a bit when she put her hands on his knee and rested her chin upon them.
The autumn breeze gently blew past them as they sat in their comfortable silence. Sirius put his arm across her back with his hand gently touching the curve of her waist. She hugged her arms tighter around his bent knee. He could feel the beat of her heart from the way her chest touched his thigh. The sensation gave him an odd sort of comfort.
He kissed the back of her neck tenderly, breathing in her scent. She smelled sweet, but not an over powering sugary sweet. She cocked her head to the side a bit as he let his kisses trail down the part of her back that was bare.
“Sirius,” she said softly as she turned around to look at him.
“Mhmm?” he said, his hand gently caressing her cheek.
“Lindy is standing right behind you,” Alina said, her eyes closed as though she wanted the other girl to disappear.
“That’s nice,” Sirius said as he kissed Alina passionately. He heard Lindy’s footsteps stomp off in the distance.
“Scandalous,” Alina breathed as she put her finger tips on her rosy lips. Sirius smirked and kissed her again.
“I am quite the scandal creating guy,” he said as he put his finger tips underneath her chin. She looked at him with a small smile on her face. She hugged her knees to her chest and put one of her hands on Sirius’s cheek. He felt his face flush and sweat bead on it.
You like her! Don’t fight it!
I do not like her!
That’s exactly why there are butterflies in your stomach, you’re sweating, your heart is racing, and your face is flushing.
“Alina?” Sirius said. She nodded. “Is it typical to have butterflies in your stomach, sweat, and your face to flush all at the same time?”
“No,” she said, smiling. “It’s completely abnormal, unless, of course, you are in love.”
You’re in love, mate.
I suppose you’re right.
A/N: *runs and hides* I know it was short. I kept trying to make it longer, but it sucked as I attempted that...Please leave me a nice little review...or a mean one for that matter. Just tell me if you liked it or not and why. That's all I ask. :)
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