"Bella? What are you doing here?" Narcissa asked in surprise as her sister stared at her.
"Not acting like a helpless little girl who can't follow her heart and do what she wants, that's for sure," Bellatrix retorted as she walked forward.
Narcissa sighed and turned around to look over at the vast Hogwarts grounds. Normally, the sight would fill her with calmness but today it was having no such effect. The presence of her twin who was understandably put off by her was not helping matters either. She heard Bella's footsteps as her twin came closer.
"We've had this discussion already, Bella," she said softly. "I can't act selfish right now. You know why."
"Yeah, we have," Bellatrix replied as she joined her twin by the railing. She leaned against it and felt the cold wind blow her dark curls over her face. "And I told Harry about it as well."
Narcissa's head did a sudden whiplash as she stared at her twin with wide eyes.
"You what?" She asked hoarsely.
"Showed him that letter," Bellatrix shrugged unrepentantly. "He deserved to know why you suddenly started to sit with that peacock."
"No he didn't!" Narcissa retorted. "You had no business telling him about it."
"Seeing how he's been pining after you only to get completely ignored without any explanation, I believe he deserved to know," Bellatrix replied. "You should've seen him in that classroom. Merlin, even Grandfather would've had a hard time casting a few of those curses."
Narcissa stared at her twin in surprise.
"Oh yeah," Bellatrix chuckled. "He was casting so many dangerous and powerful spells as if they were mere tickling hexes. That wall was really a sorry sight once he was done. I think he was imagining it to be Lucy's face instead."
Narcissa stayed silent.
"He also told me he loves you," Bellatrix said without missing a beat. Narcissa's eyes widened in shock. Her twin saw it and smirked.
"He did. Said he fell for you the moment he saw you, and that he was planning on asking for your hand once you two got together. Something about respecting you and not doing what pureblood assholes did… you know… treating this as some transaction and not something to be cherished. You can't even imagine how he felt after reading that letter."
Narcissa stood there, shaking as Bella's words dawned on her. Her eyes remained wide and she could do nothing but stare in the distance, her twin's words running around in her mind.
Harry loved her. He wanted to marry her. The notion pleased her, excited her, and scared her. However, the most prominent feeling was one of loss.
"Then I remembered what you told me last night," Bellatrix continued, making her twin look at her once again. "You know, that I have a clear shot at him now. So I decided why not listen to you and try something for myself."
Narcissa stared at her twin's smirk for a long moment, a foreboding feeling washing over her.
"What did you do?" She asked in a whisper.
Bellatrix smirked and made a show of unbuttoning the top three buttons of her shirt, showing her bra-clad mounds to her twin, watching her eyes widen in realization.
"Surely not…" Narcissa asked, horrified. "You didn't!"
"What do you think?" Bellatrix asked with a snicker as she buttoned her shirt back up. "Merlin, his hands felt so good on my skin…"
"You're lying," Narcissa replied.
"Sorry?" Bellatrix asked with a smile.
"I refuse to believe you," Narcissa said firmly. "Harry will never do that. Especially after telling you all those things."
"What things?" Bellatrix asked with a chuckle, making Narcissa look at her in confusion. "Say it. What things?"
Narcissa remained silent.
"So you can't even say it now, huh? Figures. You really are a coward. Running away from your feelings, running away from him, and simply bowing down to what Father has told you," Bellatrix snarked. "I never knew you were such a sorry woman, Cissy."
Narcissa glared at her twin who sneered.
"First you decide to just abandon whatever you have going on with Harry and bow down to Father's wishes like a poor damsel, then you tell me I can go ahead and make him mine, and now that I hint at it, you react like this?" Bellatrix hissed. "Why do you care what Harry does when you're happy being involved with Malfoy? And if you're not happy, why don't you do something about it?"
"What the fuck do you expect me to do then!?" Narcissa exploded, taking her twin by surprise. Bellatrix stepped back and watched as tears sprung from her twin's eyes. She was so shocked at her twin's response that she didn't even notice her use of the expletive.
Narcissa glared at her twin through teary eyes.
"Just what do you expect me to do? Andi ran off with her lover, breaking off the arrangement. Have you forgotten how Grandfather treated Father after that? Sending all of us away to that house? Have you forgotten that hag Walburga's words? Or how our parents were looked at whenever we attended those get together events?" Narcissa hissed. "Ever since we were children, we were treated as the daughters of the House of Black. But everything changed after that. Suddenly, we were only the daughters of a minor line. Worthy of nothing. And you want me to do something like what Andi did? To not think about our parents like Andi didn't? What do you think will happen when I do something like that as well?"
Narcissa sniffed as she harshly wiped her eyes off.
"You think I liked seeing Harry like that?" She asked. "I hated myself when I saw his reaction. I hate even looking at Malfoy's face, let alone talking to him, and now I am trapped in this. I have to choose between the man I love and the little of what remains of our father's position in the family. How do you think I'm feeling right now, Bella?"
Bellatrix remained silent, staring at her twin.
"And then you come here with your lies about what you and Harry did. Well, guess what? I'll never believe you," Narcissa gritted her teeth. "I know what kind of man Harry is. He'll say he loves me and then do that with you? Pull another one."
Bellatrix stared at her twin with an exasperated look on her face as she leaned back against the railing.
"You done?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. Narcissa looked at her twin.
"You're right, we didn't do anything like that. He didn't give in, even though I practically threw myself all over him," Bellatrix said, noticing with satisfaction the slightly smug look that crossed her twin's face. "I told you I won't take him from you, Cissy. And that means making him yours."
"I'm not doing it, Bella," Narcissa shook her head. "I won't betray Father like that."
Bellatrix stared at her twin and shrugged.
"Well, then it looks like Lucy will keep getting shocked all his life," Bellatrix replied, smirking at her twin's look of surprise. Her look of surprise quickly transformed into one of resignation.
"What did you do, Bella?" She asked.
Bellatrix smirked, "I didn't do anything. I simply gave your dear Harry an idea and he jumped at the chance."
"Huh?"
"Seems like your dear Harry is the jealous type, and he doesn't want anyone else to be able to touch you," she replied, grinning. "He did this little ritual I found in the Black library which will make sure Lucy won't be able to touch you as long as you have even a bit of hatred or disgust for him."
Narcissa's eyes widened.
"So that's why…" she whispered.
"What was that?"
Narcissa shook her head. "He tried to touch me before he suddenly pulled away. I think he thought I did something. That was why he was glaring at me like that. It must've been the ritual."
"Spot on," Bellatrix grinned. "Your man is head over heels for you, and you better believe he'll make sure Malfoy never touches a hair on your head, much less put his hands on you. I fully believe even now he's planning on taking care of the ponce, for good. Not that I'll be sad about it. More power to him, I'd say."
Narcissa looked at her twin in concern. She didn't want Harry to do something that could put him in danger. She knew the Malfoys had contacts in high places, not to mention allies, and even though Harry had allies of his own, she didn't want him to get involved in all the mess that would come with it.
"That man is a fighter, Cissy," Bellatrix grinned. "He won't let you go so easily."
A part of Narcissa wanted him to do something. Anything to get rid of Malfoy for her. To make her his. However, she also didn't want him to push himself in the middle of the mess.
"I hope he doesn't do something stupid," Narcissa whispered.
Bellatrix scoffed, "Not everyone is a coward like you, Cissy."
Narcissa sighed. "Bella…"
"No, you listen to me," Bellatrix interrupted as she turned to glare at her twin. "You know what your first mistake was? Silently accepting whatever Father said."
"I had no choice!"
"Wrong! You had a choice. You still have a choice. Nothing has been finalized yet. Lucy's ponce father only talked to our father, and our father, like the desperate man he is, easily caved in. Didn't even try to look for someone much more worthy or respectable," Bellatrix snarked. "What do you think he would've done if he got two proposals – one from Malfoy and one from Harry? Which one do you think Grandfather would respect more? A family of French stewards or one of the most powerful bloodlines in the history of Wizarding Britain? The answer is as easy as breathing."
Narcissa stared at her twin with wide eyes.
"You mean…"
"Not so easy, you dolt," Bellatrix chuckled. "What? You think Harry will simply go ahead and ask Father for your hand? Don't be so entitled. Didn't I tell you? He won't do it because he respects you enough to first form a relationship with you and then do things the way they are done here."
Narcissa looked down in contemplation. Her twin was indeed right. Malfoy's proposal might be there, but it was only that – a proposal. There was nothing official, and if Harry sent a proposal as well, there was no way her father would choose Malfoy over him.
But Harry won't send a proposal just like that. And he won't let Malfoy have her either. The conclusion was easy to reach.
Harry was planning on taking care of Malfoy permanently as a short-term solution to free her. And once that was done, he would think about their future.
"I can see you're thinking critically now," Bellatrix said with a smirk. "That's the Cissy I know, not the one who simply bows down and accepts everything asked of her."
"He'd be in trouble if he does something to Malfoy," Narcissa muttered.
"Why don't you make sure he doesn't need to do something like that then?" Bellatrix asked with a smirk, making her twin look at her. "The only scenario in which something doesn't happen to Lucy is if Harry sends a proposal to Father and Father rejects the Malfoys. You know what you need to do to make him send that proposal."
Narcissa gave a small nod. She did indeed know what she needed to do.
Harry wanted a proper relationship with her. Only when they had a relationship in place would he send a proposal for her hand to her father.
"He deserves to have you fight for this love as well, Cissy," Bellatrix said, finally hopeful that she was getting through to her twin. "He deserves to feel that you want him as well. That you want to be with him so much that you are ready to go against this unfair demand that has been put on you. After all, what kind of love do you even have for him if you're not even going to fight for it?"
Narcissa's eyes widened at her twin's words.
-Break-
Harry was confused as he waited in the classroom where he and Narcissa had practiced spells. After recent events, he didn't think she would continue their private sessions and was ready to simply go to the Room of Requirement and practice some advanced spells, but he had received a missive from her that she would be continuing their session after classes ended. He was surprised, to say the least.
He was already waiting for her in the classroom and right on time, he watched as the door swung open and shut on its own before there was a slight glimmer as the blonde took down her disillusionment charm. Turning to look at him, she nodded with a small smile.
"Should we get started then?" She asked, dropping her bag on a desk and walking over to the wall. Wordlessly, Harry walked over to the opposite end of the classroom and took a stance.
"Spells chains again?"
She nodded and without waiting for his signal, she began casting.
Harry easily batted the blue and red bolts aside before ducking under a few golden bolts as Narcissa cast relentlessly. He was slightly taken aback at both the aggressiveness of her spellcasting and the speed with which she was flicking her wand. He had not expected this of her so soon after their previous practice which had been very easy for him to deal with.
"Something troubling you?" Harry asked as he swatted a few more bolts aside, watching as they struck the walls and scorched them. Narcissa didn't reply. She merely kept casting.
"Nothing much," she replied. "Just a realization that I've been acting like a big idiot. This is me venting on myself."
"How so?" He asked curiously as he kept batting her spells aside. Narcissa was showing no signs of slowing down, but he knew she could not keep this up for much longer. There was a limit to her spellcasting and he had taken stock of it in their previous session. She was good, but she could do with a lot of improvement.
"Oh, just let myself think from a very narrow point of view," she replied with slight panting in her voice. "You know, when you feel so much pressure suddenly because of what happened in the past that you can think of nothing but simply accepting things the way they are…"
Harry suddenly realized the meaning of her words. There was no doubt that she was talking about this betrothal that had been forced on her. The past was undoubtedly about Andromeda. Her decision to elope with Ted Tonks had put her sister under pressure, and she could not go against her father's wishes lest the situation worsen.
He did not know what exactly had unfolded in the Black household after Andromeda's elopement, but considering them, it could not have been something pleasant. Furthermore, the fact that Narcissa believed she was under so much pressure that she could not think with an open mind and had quickly just submitted to what was asked of her meant it was something very serious.
"I see," Harry replied, finally starting to cast spells of his own. This time, it was Narcissa who was on the back foot. Shield after shield was crushed under his onslaught as she stared ahead with wide eyes, overwhelmed in an instant.
"Y-yeah," she gasped when another of her shields broke down before conjuring an Aegis and holding it against his spells. "I thought I had no choice but to accept what I was told. It's good that I have someone who made me realize that I am not as trapped as I thought I was."
Harry looked at her with a small frown as he stopped casting, and Narcissa brought the shield down. He called for a time-out, earning a nod from the blonde. Wordlessly, he turned around and walked over to the window, overlooking the Black Lake.
"Is that so?"
Narcissa looked at him for a few seconds, admiring his silhouette against the light that slid in through the window, and a small smile came over her face. Slowly she started walking toward him.
"It is," she said with a small smile. "And I can't explain how liberating it feels."
Harry hummed as he heard her footsteps coming closer but he did not turn around. He was thinking to himself whether everything he was thinking was true, and if it was, just why Narcissa had decided to resume their sessions. There was no way Malfoy would be happy if he saw her with him. That much had been evident already.
But perhaps she had no intention to let him know either. She had arrived under a disillusionment charm to ensure no one had seen her, which meant this was a clandestine meeting she had gone ahead with, all the while knowing about the risks.
"I know Bella told you about Malfoy's proposal," her soft voice came from right behind him. "Believe me when I say that I don't want to do anything with that idiot."
Harry let out a small laugh, to her surprise.
"Believe me, I would be really doubting your intelligence if you did," he replied, earning a chuckle from the blonde.
"That is one of the reasons, but not the only one," she replied with a small blush as she stepped even closer.
Harry's breath hitched slightly when she pressed against him, hugging him from behind. Her hands came up to wrap around his chest and she pressed herself as close to him as possible.
"What are you doing?" He asked, his voice a whisper.
"The reason why I don't want it is because I love someone else," she admitted softly. "And I want to be with him."
Harry's eyes widened in surprise as he stared ahead, his eyes unseeing. He felt her clutch onto him.
"Narcissa…"
"Shh…" she shushed gently, clutching onto his shirt. "Please wait until I'm done."
Harry gave a small nod.
"After Andi ran away with her husband, our part of the family was completely sidelined. Father lost every bit of respect in the pureblood circles, not only because the daughter of the house ran away with another man, but also because he was a muggleborn. We were sent away to live in a small forgotten house in a forgotten settlement near Tyne, and we were asked to only attend events that required the presence of the entire house of Black," Narcissa whispered. "Things have been bad ever since, and Father has been looking for ways to earn back the trust and prestige he's lost. I'm sure when he saw the Malfoys make a proposal for me, he didn't even hesitate. To him, this is more than what he thought he could arrange for me. Bella told me you read the letter he sent me. After I read it, I felt as if I had no choice. I didn't want to be the second daughter to betray him like that, and I am sure if I had done something, his position would be a lot worse. I did not want to see that look of despair on his face again."
Harry had turned around while she was speaking and was looking at her. Meanwhile, Narcissa was looking down.
Harry gently raised her chin to face him.
"And like the dutiful daughter you are, you chose to put yourself through the misery that a marriage with Malfoy would definitely come with," he replied, earning a sigh from the blonde.
"Bella was very angry with me last night, and this morning as well. I can understand where she's coming from, but I felt like I had no choice," she replied. "It hurt me so much to ignore you this morning and sit with Malfoy, and I couldn't be more grateful for that ritual you did. Now Malfoy will never be able to touch me."
"You should thank your sister for that," Harry replied with a chuckle.
"She is a unique one," Narcissa agreed with a smile before she looked up at him. He was gazing back at her with utter adoration in his eyes and Narcissa felt as if she'd melt from only that gaze. "She told me about your reaction to it as well as how you told her you…"
Harry looked at her curiously as she trailed off, blushing and looking to the side. His hand cupped her cheek and he turned her face so that she was looking up at him.
"How I told her what?" He asked.
Averting her eyes once again, Narcissa bit her lip and with a smile, said, "That you love me, and that you wanted to ask Father for my hand after we had developed a proper relationship."
Harry's eyes bugged out in shock.
"But we don't do relationships in pureblood circles, Harry," Narcissa continued, ignorant of his reaction. "There are betrothals which are followed by a courtship which ends in a marriage. But Bella told me how you wanted to have a proper relationship with me first, because you cherished me so much. You have no idea how good it felt."
Harry stared at her in surprise as she looked up at him.
"I really need to thank Bella for making me realize that I don't have to submit to Malfoy just because Father asked me to. You love me, and I've been in love with you for so long as well. There is no way Father would choose Malfoy over you," she beamed up at him.
The bright smile on her face was wiped out in an instant when Harry said softly, "I never said any of those things to Bellatrix."
Narcissa's eyes shot open in surprise and her hold on his shirt loosened.
"W-what?" She asked in a shocked whisper. "B-but Bella told me…"
Suddenly, realization washed over her. Her twin had lied to her. Just to make her believe and do something, she had lied to her about what Harry had said.
"She lied to me…" she whispered. "I'm sorry. I have to go."
Narcissa quickly pushed off Harry and turned around. However, before she could walk away, Harry quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her back. Surprised, Narcissa turned around and crashed against him. She looked up at him with widened eyes, her embarrassment shining through.
"She might've lied, but it doesn't mean she was wrong," Harry replied gently, and Narcissa's breath hitched.
She stared at him for a long moment before she whispered, "Y-you mean?"
Harry nodded with a loving smile.
"I love you too," he said softly as he hugged her to himself, placing his forehead against hers. "And you better believe I won't let anyone take you away from me, least of all that blonde ponce."
Narcissa pulled back and stared at him for a long moment before a brilliant smile lit up her face.
"This has all happened so weirdly, but I couldn't care less," he continued. "Forget what happened before or who said what. All I care about is how we feel about each other. You have no idea how…"
"Harry," Narcissa said in exasperation as she looked up at him. "Shut up."
Harry looked at her in surprise.
Narcissa rolled her eyes at his expression and flung her arms around his neck before she pressed her lips against his.
The monster inside Harry's heart roared in triumph as they kissed. Her lips were the softest he had ever felt against his, and they moved against each other in perfect harmony. Nothing else mattered right now. The emotional discharge in his brain materialized in the form of a series of fireworks that made him forget everything around him.
His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her hot, soft body against his. Narcissa pulled firmly on his neck, wrapping her arms tighter around him, and pressed all of her against his front. The tip of his tongue probed her lips gently and Narcissa eagerly parted them wide, allowing him entry. His tongue immediately pushed past, sliding into her mouth, and in no time, their tongues were rolling around, caressing each other as his hands caressed her back over the thin Hogwarts shirt.
Finally, after what felt like hours, they pulled away and Harry looked down at her face flushed with happiness, a bright grin adorning her lovely full lips. They still had their arms wrapped around each other and Narcissa's lovely body remained pressed up against his. Harry smiled back at her and relished the sight of her eyes as they lit up. He didn't know if he had ever seen a more beautiful sight before.
For a few minutes, they said nothing, content in simply holding the other and staring into each other's eyes. Her fingers were playing with the nape of his neck and stroking his short hair softly while his hands held her by the hips, stroking softly.
"That was…" Harry rasped, his voice gravelly.
"Merlin…" Narcissa whispered, looking up at him breathlessly. "I never knew it felt like this. If only we did this earlier, I wouldn't have been beating myself up for so long."
"Well," Harry smirked as he tightened his hold around her hips and pulled her closer. "I won't mind a repeat of that, or several."
Narcissa giggled and let him kiss her once again. The blissful feeling was too good to turn down.
-Break-
It was almost an hour later when Narcissa came back to the Slytherin Common Room and let out a sigh of relief when she saw none of Malfoy or his band of thugs was present. She quickly climbed up the stairs to the dormitory she shared with only her twin.
Bella was lying on the bed, twirling her wand around as she made a few books dance around in the air. She was so engrossed in her little game that she didn't even notice her twin enter the room or come closer.
The brunette cried out in surprise when she was pulled off the bed and onto her feet. She only saw a flash of blonde hair before she was engulfed in a fierce hug.
"You are the best sister anyone could ever ask for!" Narcissa cried out as she hugged her twin firmly.
"Can't b-breathe…"
Narcissa loosened the hold and looked straight at her twin with a beaming smile on her face.
"You lied to me! You told me Harry said all those things to you, but he never did!"
Bellatrix looked at the blonde and smirked.
"Judging by your reaction, looks like my lie worked out better than I even expected," she grinned. Narcissa beamed.
"You bet it did, you dolt!" She giggled. "Merlin, I never thought I'll ever be so grateful to you for lying."
"Well, you know what a great person once said: The lie that ends up doing some good ain't a lie at all."
"Which great person said that?" Narcissa asked curiously, still smiling.
"Bellatrix Black, just now," the brunette replied. Narcissa snorted and hugged her twin again.
-Break-
"Padfoot, a word," Harry said as he entered the Gryffindor Common Room and looked at the boy who was engrossed in a chess match with Wormtail. He gave the other boy a quick nod in greeting and grabbed the Black heir by the back of his shirt, dragging him with him.
"Hey! What's the big deal!" Sirius shouted as he was dragged away, much to the amusement of all those watching.
Harry pulled him over to the couch beside the fireplace and quickly erected a privacy ward over them.
"What's the easiest way to get in contact with your grandfather?" Harry asked.
"Huh? That's what you dragged me here for?" Sirius asked in surprise. Harry nodded.
"What is it?"
"Well, there's the owl, or you could floo over."
"He's away with your grandmother, you dunce," Harry clicked his tongue in slight annoyance.
"Ah, right," Sirius nodded. "Dunno, mate. Never needed to contact him like this."
Harry sighed.
"What's the matter anyway?" Sirius asked curiously. "What d'you need the old fart for?"
"Nothing much, just wanted to ask him for Narcissa's hand," Harry remarked casually. Sirius' eyes bugged out in shock.
"Wait what?"
Harry nodded.
"We just talked. Apparently, her father won't consider it because the Blacks only marry purebloods, and me being a half-blood is a bummer. So I thought why not talk to the big dog directly," Harry replied. Sirius nodded mechanically.
"You almost blow a gasket in the morning, return all chipper in the classroom, and now you're here talking about shagging my cousin for life. You sure are weird, mate," Sirius remarked, earning a chuckle from Harry.
"What can I say? Things happen in mysterious ways. And enough of your crassness."
"What? Marriage literally means shagging someone for life, doesn't it?" Sirius asked in return, earning a small shake of the head from Harry.
"Whatever. Just think of something quickly. I want to get this over with before Narcissa has to tolerate more of that ponce's idiotic self," Harry sneered. "Merlin knows how badly I want to just dump that moron in a ditch somewhere."
"So that's why…" Sirius trailed off in understanding.
"Yeah…" Harry muttered before his eyes fell on a certain dark-haired individual who had just come in and he was struck with a sudden realization. "Aunt Dorea!"
Sirius jumped at the shout.
"Mate! Chill the fuck out! What're you shoutin' 'bout?"
Harry looked at Sirius and shook his head.
"Nothing. I'm done with ya. Go on with your chess match," he said and stood up before walking over to James. Sirius shook his head in exasperation and walked back over to where Peter was sitting on his own.
"Well… good for them if it works out," he muttered to himself as he sat down. Inadvertently, his eyes fell on a certain blonde witch who came down the stairs clad in her casual clothing. Her eyes wandered around the Common Room before she looked at him. Sirius immediately averted his eyes.
Marlene looked at Sirius and she was sure he had been staring at her. She didn't know what that idiot's problem was. It was so obvious that he had hots for her, and yet, he didn't say anything. She had been paying attention to the grapevine, and he had been completely clean this year so far.
She had also realized that he genuinely cared for her, otherwise, he would not make an effort to warn her about Snape time and again. She had not taken his warnings seriously but luckily nothing happened. Instead, she got to know what kind of person Snape truly was.
That brought her thoughts back to Lily. Their friendship had become slightly strained in the past few days since Lily flat-out declined to believe her about Snape. They were not on bad terms or anything as such, but it felt as if there was a barrier between them now. She only wished Lily didn't get too hurt when Snape's true face was revealed to her.
Her eyes fell on James Potter, and she remembered what he had said to Lily. She had not been present to witness it, but Alice had told her about it. She initially couldn't believe the boy had just come out and said it, before openly cutting ties with her friend in front of everyone. She felt it was in slightly bad taste, but considering the animosity between Snape and Potter and how exasperated she had felt herself with Lily back then, she could somewhat understand why he had acted like that.
She had not missed the looks Lily had unknowingly started giving the Potter heir, and she was sure a few others had also noticed. However, Potter seemed to be pointedly ignoring Lily. She had heard from Alice who had heard from Frank who had heard from the boys' group that James was ready to try and date other girls and fully get over his little infatuation with Lily. She didn't know how to feel about it.
James Potter was an irritating and arrogant bloke, but he was by no means a bad person. If she had to choose between him and Snape, it was not even a choice. But she was not the one making a choice, and now, it seemed her friend didn't have the option of Potter to choose either.
She just hoped that in her ignorance, Lily had not let go of something truly special she could have possibly had with James Potter.
Once again, she looked at Sirius Black and she couldn't help but sigh softly. She hoped the dolt made his mind up quickly, or someone helped him do it. There was a certain someone in his group who looked like he might help out, and she wished he talked some sense into him, and soon.
Because she couldn't keep waiting forever for Black to make up his mind.
TBC.
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