5, 37 & 78 with Sirius would be amazing 😊
5. “This is why we don’t leave you two alone”
37.“This shirt is mine now, by the way”
78. “You’re fit as fuck, mate”
Your head buzzed painfully when you woke up in your dorm, you felt your pulse hammering against your temple and something heavy pressed down on your bladder - one too many rounds on you last night, that’s for sure. You opened your eyes slowly, almost scared that the sunlight would make you feel even worse, which it did.
Sirius‘ right leg rested on your lower tummy, he was lying diagonally on the bed - however he ended up there. You pushed him off slowly and looked around the room. The other beds were empty, some clothes lied here and there across the floor. You spotted one of your shirts, the blue one your wore last evening. Last evening?! One glance under the blanket confirmed your guess - you didn’t wear it anymore, or anything else. And so did Sirius.
Your memory returned quickly but patchily: Somehow Sirius and you had ended up snogging in a corner of the common room, before Lily and Marlene walked by and jokingly told you to get a room. So you did, apparently. You remembered how he had closed the door behind him, turned you around and pressed you against it. You remembered his hot breath all over your body, followed by his hands. His mouth that left wet trails on your neck, his hair that hung down loosely and into your face as he lied on top of you.
“Wow“, you thought and snorted. “Whoops.“
Sirius shifted next to you, he opened his eyes, blinked slowly and looked at you. “Hey“, he said and grinned.
Suddenly the door to your dorm swung open, Lily followed by James walked in and she asked: “Y/N, have you seen Siri- oh lord.“
The two stopped abruptly, James cracked up laughing, while Lily grumbled: “This is why we don’t leave you two alone!“
While you pulled the blanket up to your nose, Sirius sat up and laughed: “Stop the judgement Evans, you haven’t slept in your own bed either.“ He got up in his boxers and started to look for his clothes. His jeans lied next to the bed, along with his socks, so he started to put them on and kept on looking across the whole room.
"Does anyone know where my shirt might be?“
"We found it in the common room, so I took it and brought it to our dorm“, James said when he finally got his breath back.
"Well, then I’ll take this one instead“, he said and picked up your shirt from the floor. He struggled to pull it over his head, it was way too tight. When he managed to pull it down his chest, you saw that it was too short as well and started to laugh.
"Well then“, he said, walked up to you and kissed you on the cheek before he whispered: "This shirt is mine now, by the way.“
He winked and walked up to James, who pat his back while they left and said: "You’re fit as fuck, mate.“
