Parings: Sirius Black x Fem!reader
WC: 2.8k
Warnings: drinking, mini party, fluff, happy feels
Summary: Drunk you is enjoying a party and kiss a certain lover boys. It happens
Do you know what is better than winning the Quidditch house cup? The party that comes afterwards in the Gryffindor common room. The younger ones were sent off to bed after a few hours, silencing charms were sent up to not disrupt them. Leaving only the older students out in the common room. Cheers were loudly made when the Marauders had pulled out bottles of Butterbeer and even some Firewhiskey. So the real celebration of the night had finally started.
And that was how you found yourself dancing on one of the coffee tables dancing with Lily as the two of scream-sang the lyrics at each other, the firewhiskey in your cups sloshing around.
“My baby moves at midnight, goes right on till the dawn! Something Something Higgggghhheeerrr” You screamed at Lily, using your cup as your personal microphone, splashing yourself with the liquid. “Opps.” You giggled getting off the table and heading towards the table with towels to dry yourself off. Your head bobbing along to the song as you walked through the crowd of people.
“Hello drunk girl.” A cheery voice said from behind you, turning to see your friend James standing there.
“Hello not drunk boy.” You replied, it was a rule that one Marauder always remained sober for these parties to make sure everyone was taking care of and James was stuck being tonight. Remus had offered to take it since the party was partly to celebrate James as chaser but he refused. You on the other hand had no worries, you worked hard all year as a chaser and you were going to enjoy it.
“Having fun?” James questioned pulling your drink from your hand as you cleaned up yourself a bit, luckily not much got on you.
“I am. As much as I love Quidditch, Walkers trainings are grueling. Kinda glad his leaving this year.” You chuckled grabbing your drink back from your black haired friend.
“Wonder who is going to replace him?” James said looking around at the room questioningly. There will only be three seven years on the team next year, James and you and Sirius. You couldn’t see yourself as Captain, you liked the game but as a leader made it seem more of a chore than anything else. It had to be one of the boys. James seemed to come to the same conclusion as you both turned to Sirius. He didn’t look upset by the fact he may not make Captain, even if he would be upset he would be happy for Sirius.
Sirius was leaning back on the wall as he talked to Marlene and Remus, You bit your lip as you stared at him. It was hugely unfair how pretty Sirius was or was it suppose to be handsome? You didn’t care. Sirius Black looks were the bane of your existence. Sortly after the start of fourth year Sirius Black had fully come into his looks, his dark hair finally long enough that it framed his face bringing out his sharp jawline, his piercing grey eyes that could look into your soul. The way he would tell a story about a prank and they would light up and a mischievous smile played across his lips. Or when you were sad and broken-hearted about your boyfriend breaking up with you he would wrap his large arms around you, so you bury your face in the crook of his neck smelling his aftershave. His hands rubbing your back as you soaked his shirt, while he whispers comforting words with his soothing voice so your body relaxes against him. Or when he would run his fingers through his hair (a habit he picked up from James no doubt) when he was focused on planning a prank, his face concentrating as he chewed on the end of his quill. Or when he would rest his arm on your shoulder, his large, well fit, arm from years of being a beater on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, pulling you close to him when he was happy. His eyes bright as he listened and hung to every word you spoke, as you could see every fleck of the different shades of grey in his eyes trying not to get distracted by them.
Seriously, Sirius Black looks were the bane of your existence because no friend should find another as attractive as you found him.
Even as he leaned against the wall laughing at something Remus had just said, he wasn’t even trying to be attractive and yet here he was. Bloody perfect.
“Coin toss between the two of you.” You finally spoke up, taking a long swing of your drink emptying your cup. You needed more; sure you’ll regret it in the morning but you are only young once right?
“I think his better at Quidditch.” James commented, you nodded your head in agreement, Sirius did put in a lot of time practicing. If it wasn’t war time Sirius would have tried to go professional.
“But you have the leadership skills.” You pointed out, James wasn’t bad at Quidditch it was actually unfair how he was so good at so many things without even trying. If you weren’t friends with him you would have hated him. In a nice way though.
“Guess we’ll find out later.” James smirked, running his hand through his hair when he watched Lily make her way over to the two of you, or more likely you. “Hello lovely Lily.” James said sending a smile to Lily when she got close enough. Rolling your eyes at him, James was just as attractive as Siruis to most of the Hogwarts students but he only had eyes for Lily. And Lily could not care less, even if she found him extremely attractive not like she would ever admit that outside late night girl talks though.
Ignoring him she wrapped her arm around your elbow and pouted. “You left me!”
Letting out a giggle at her. “I’m terribly sorry my darling! How ever may I make it up to you?” You tried to give the most sincere face but found it hard when the alcohol in your system just wanted to make you giggle. You were a happy drunk, better then some people.
“I shall take a new drink. I’m empty!” She said holding up her cup and pouted once more.
“Mee too! JAMES!” You yelled causing the boy to jump at your outburst. “May we have two new drinks please?”
“Am I your house elf?”
You and Lily turned to look at each other before turning to James at the same time and telling him yes. Then the two of you burst into giggles at the not funny joke. James just shook his head but still went to the drink table to fill their cups. He was such a good friend.
Two, four maybe five drinks later you found yourself talking to a group of people about the final save of the game. Walkers explained excitingly about diving off his broom in order to catch the snitch, you were grinning at him thinking about how great the catch was. It was a catch that would get him remembered by the recruiters that showed up today. Lily had zoned out and was curled up on the couch sleeping next to you, James had placed a blanket over her a while back. You would have to help her to bed in a few or maybe just crash next to her so she wasn’t alone waking up. Your body warm as you swayed with the music still in the background when you tried to pay attention to the conversation but you were finding it hard to focus.
But you were drunk and happy and it was just a good day all around.
“Can’t you stand still?” Sirius asked throwing his arm over your shoulder causing you to stumble slightly but catching yourself as you stared at him, a smile on your face in return of his.
“Of course but I like this song!” You exclaimed.
“Then come dance with me.” He grinned at you, causing your heart to beat a little bit faster. Sirius was just attractive you didn’t like like him. No that would be wrong, right?
Setting down your drink you let Sirius led you out by your hand to the make shift dance floor, wrapping your arms around his neck he placed his hands on your waist. His thumbs lightly brushing your skin where your shirt had lifted up as he pulled you closer to him. Okay maybe you had a small crush on your friend but you couldn’t tell anyone that.
The music quickened as you danced with Sirius, him twirling you around before pulling you back towards him so every part of your body was touching. Both of you laughing at each other when either one of you messed up. You smiled up at Sirius running your hand through his hair, pushing it back letting your hand lightly caress his neck. Your bodies grinding against each other in a way that only the confidence of firewhiskey would allow you to do so in a room full of people.
“Now isn’t this better than dancing by yourself.” Sirius grinned twirling you around another time before just swayed back and forth with you, so he could properly talk to you.
“Hmm maybe. Only if I had a better dance partner.” You teased, Sirius scoffing before dipping you low and pulling you back up.
“Nice try love. I have had dance lesson till I was fourteen, if anyone is bad it would be you.” Sirius grinned, neither of you paying attention to the music anymore but going at your own pace.
“That’s…lame.”
“You like dancing!” Sirius defended himself with chuckle reaching up to remove the hair that had fallen in your face. Okay maybe you have a bigger crush on him but what was a girl to do?
“I like dancing like an idiot and enjoying myself. Real dancing..lameee.” You sang resting your hands on his chest looking at him. Getting lost in his eyes once again but at least you could blame it on drinking if you got distracted. The way they light up as he teased you, always light hearted and fun, the way his tongue quickly flicked out wetting his lips. Why was that attractive? It really shouldn’t be.
“You seem to be having fun now.” Sirius hand pointed out forcing you to focus on the conversation instead of the way his eyelashes curled around his eyes. Being inches apart meant you could see every beautiful feature of his. It was the alcohol, you swear it.
“Ehh I guess. I do have you.” You smiled at him, reaching your hand up to rest on his jaw, running your thumb gently over his slightly stubbled cheek, as he lightly rested his head against your hand.
“I am pretty awesome.” He said but no sign of his normal arrogance while he said it, he just kept his eyes on you, a soft smile playing at his lips.
“You should be careful with that ego, it’ll blow up your head. You’ll be captain bighead.” You giggled. Sirius and his ego. He was confident but it wasn’t without reason. Perfect at everything, he was. Prat. Even now with him standing beside you, doing absolutely nothing you were completely enamored by him.
Merlin help you. How long were you suppose to act like everything was just friendship between the two of you? Was it one sided? Your brain was too fuzzy to really think and sort through memories of if Sirius treated you any differently. If maybe he flirted with you more then his causal ways. You didn’t quite catch what he said being so wrapped in your thoughts. You needed to do something, somehow let him know how you were feeling but how are you suppose to do that? Hey you with the face, I like you. No that was too awkward and you would never have that kind of courage to form those words.
You could decorate the Great Hall with a million rose pedals and ask in balloons if he will go on a date with you. Nice and over the top. The Marauder way.
Or maybe you could just kiss him? Right here right now. While he is stood close, his eyebrows raised while he stared at you waiting for a response he wasn’t going to get.
You gaze shifting between his eyes and his lips deciding what to do. Slowly inching closer, so close you could feel his breath on your face but he wasn’t pulling away. Every nerve in your body was jumping as you moved closer, his hands wrapped around you. All you could feel was him.
Moving so close that your noses were touching, trying your best not to ruin the moment by going crossed eyed you waited for him to pull away but he didn’t. His breathing had stopped as the two of you stood there in the middle of the common room, people grinding and bumping into you but neither of you cared all to much lost in your own little world.
Taking a deep breath you closed your eyes and finally closed the distance between your lips. Finally doing what you dreamed of doing. No really, dreams and dreams of kissing Sirius Black. But none were like this. Sirius was gentle holding you like you were some fragile doll. His hand cupping the back of neck pulling you closer while you moved together. Distracted by the hand on your waist, his lips moving against your own you couldn’t think of a better moment then right now. Quidditch House Cup meant nothing than finally being able to kiss your friend.
“We need to stop.” Sirius whispered as he pulled away resting his forehead against your own, his face flushed as he watched you.
“Do you really want me to?” You questioned giving it a pause, maybe you were taking this the wrong way and pushing yourself on him?
“No.” That was all you needed to hear as you brought your lips together again this time wrapping your hand his hair pulling slightly as you deepened the kiss. His hand grabbing at your waist pulling them against his own body. Any thought lost.
“Yes yes!” Sirius said suddenly gently moving you away from him creating some distance between the two of you.
You were so confused on what just happened, you thought that he liked you? Why else would he kiss you back if he didn’t. You held your hands behind your back and stepped away trying to look for an out of the situation.
“You’re drunk!” Sirius said shaking his head as he looked at you.
“You’re drunk. “ You retorted like it was some sort of amazing comeback but your feelings were hurt right now and you were surrounded by people and couldn’t escape at this moment.
“No I mean, I want too. But I don’t want you to be drunk and regret it in the morning. I want you to want it sober.” Sirius mumbled running his hand through his hair before running his hand down your arm and pulling out your hand to hold it.
“Well sober me isn’t going to have the courage to do it!” You said tossing your hands in the air in exasperation, taking Sirius hand with you causing him to laugh at you. “Ever heard of liquid courage?!?!”
Sirius just smiled at you and pulled you into a hug, burying your face in his neck the two of you just stood there taking the warmth of each other in. Sirius pulled back taking both of his hands and placing them on both of your cheeks so you were looking directly at him.
“I will kiss you in the morning. You can just decided to punch me in the face or kiss me back. No courage from you.” Sirius told you.
“Ohh. I should go to bed then. I never knew I could have permission to punch you in the face.” You lightly teased but your heartbeat speed up, you wondered if Sirius could hear it, it was so loud. He wanted to kiss you, he wanted you and it was only because you maybe had a few to many that he was turning you away.
“Very funny. Now go have fun.” Sirius said kissing your forehead and pulling away from you.
“Nahh I’m going to bed!” You sang turning around and headed back to the couch where Lily laid, you stood debating how to wake her but in the end you decided that you were just going to sleep on the other end of the couch. Pulling a free blanket to cover yourself up you made yourself comfortable, the party was already dying down so there was no need you worry about that. James wasn’t far away anyways.
“You kissed Sirius.” Lily mumbled groggily causing you to jump a little bit not expecting her to wake up. You could tell she wasn’t fully awake.
“I did.” You confirmed.
“You said you didn’t like him.” Lily accused you, his eyes fluttering open a little bit while she stared at you accusingly.
“Shut up. I’m drunk.” You mumbled closing your eyes and hoping that morning would come fast and maybe not a massive hangover that would ruin the mood.
I want someone to explain to me why I deserve better or why I deserve to be happy. I’m so tired of that “oh you’re so beautiful you’re so sexy you deserve the best” bullshit like stop. Beautiful women and beautiful men are everywhere. That doesn’t mean you’re just a good person. Or you deserve good things. It doesn’t even come down to beauty and I’m so just so FUCKIN TIRED OF IT.
See my soul. See my scars. See my pain. See my love. See anything. ANYTHING. but my fucking beauty. You wanna know what I know? I know I’m beautiful. But I don’t know anything else about myself. Because all anyone has to talk about is my looks. And I just don’t even fucking care for it anymore.
And I’m drunk and I doubt anyone’s read this far. And I just don’t care cause I needed this vent for myself anyway. But Jesus fuck people. See something about your lovers other than their beauty. Look at your friends. Your family. Your partner. And see them. Actually see them. For who they are. Fuck.
God damn it. I’m mad. And drunk. Just leave me alone.
