whats next [sirius]

[pandorah]

Perhaps she was just a little bit jealous as she watched the boy and girl slip into the Forbidden Forest, giggling like they were madly in love with one another. Yet it wasn't out of jealousy that she was trying to catch up with them before they passed the threshold. They were not supposed to be there, the forest was off limits to any and everyone unless it was with a teacher for a class. There were all manner of things in there, creatures and plants, and it could be a rather frightening experience. Unfortunately she was not able to catch up with them and the passed the line of trees and vanished inside almost like...well, magic.

“Damnit!” Her accent was sharp as she vented her frustration and she even managed to kick a fallen and half rotted log that was on the ground in front of her. Her foot went through the wood, got stuck and upended her on to the ground. As she was falling she could have sworn she caught sight of something staring at her from inside the forest. Those animals in there could be downright vicious and she really hoped one of them wasn't too curious about her.

The overly leggy Ravenclaw landed with a thump and a groan, her skirt flipping up and showing off those legs, and a pretty pair of pastel blue panties that matched her eyes. Her face flushed and she hastily straightened out the fabric, but not before she realized that there was mud all along her right thigh and leg. It had been raining off and on the past few days and looking up at the darkening clouds she was pretty sure it was going to do it again. Such was the weather this time of year however and she should be expecting it to happen again. Hopefully she could get those two out of the forest and get back inside before the heavy clouds broke again.

Turning her leg she had to lift her already moved skirt back up again, exposing a very lovely length of pale thigh, smudged with dirt and grass. Looking closer she could see that there was a little bit of blood and wondered just how she had managed that. Well, it wasn't important. Rubbing off what mud she could with her other hand she finally stood back up, shaking out her clothing and stepping close to the forest edge, then stopping.

Pandorah was afraid of the forest.

Not something she would readily admit of course but truth. Frowning deeply she walked along the edge, up and down, hoping to catch a glimpse of the naughty couple so that she could call them out. Most people would listen to her because she was a Prefect and could get them in some real trouble, unlike a regular student. Yet, she didn't spot them, or even hear them. Having a hint for what they were up to she could feel warmth caress her abdomen and then rise back up to her cheeks, a different flush from a moment ago. Memories of just four days ago running rampant in her mind. Sirius Black, his smell, hands, mouth, arms, body. All of him. He had been on her mind and she was having a damn hard time getting rid of him.

The rain began to fall, it had been threatening to anyway. It started out gently, a subtle misting in the air that wouldn't do much but tickle the skin. Quickly however that changed and it came down a little harder, not enough to be a downpour but enough to be a pain and soak the hair and clothing in short order.

She almost kicked the log again, this time the other side of it, but thought better of it and sulked angrily. That damned boy, if it wasn't for him her reputation wouldn't be a mess right now. There wouldn't be the rumors running around that she had slept with him, that they were now a couple or that she was some secret slut that had slept with him and all his friends! How bad could these damned things get, even Lily had pulled her aside to talk to her the other day, a fellow Prefect. All because she had a momentary lapse in sanity and had been caught locking lips and nearly bodies with that damned Gryffindor playboy.

Just thinking about it now left her both flustered as the blush had indicated but angry as well. She pressed her legs together and waited for the people to come out of the forest. All she was left with was her thoughts and the rain to keep her company.

“Can nothing go right lately? I must be cursed.”

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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Sirius thought it was all funny. He found himself laughing at the first few incredulous kids that approached asking questions. He had a good snort, and shooed them away, shaking his head and laughing to himself. Sirius didn't care answering any of the questions asked, nor deny them, but was very very amused and mighty surprised to how his onetime snogging session with Pan had turned out to be all that the rumours declared, including that they've gotten down to doing it and were now a steady couple. Sirius laughed at that - whoever knew Sirius, they knew he couldn't be tied down longer than a few days, maximum a week or two. James had once adeptly compared his friend Sirius to a butterfly, which needed to flutter around the entire garden to pollen the different flowers there where. Sirius found that that was a perfect description for him - he could never be a one flower butterfly.

Sirius was just very thankful that whoever started these rumours, hadn't noticed the black eye he had that night. It was fully recovered now, looking good as ever, for Remus had fixed his face quickly. Sirius would have hated for word to spread around that someone had actually gotten the chance to hit Sirius Black. Apart from being known as a popular playboy, mischievous and a trouble maker, Sirius had the reputation to be a daredevil and dangerous to get on his bad books.

With time, Sirius wasn’t finding it amusing any longer, and his patience was wearing pretty thin. Girls where refusing to flirt with him because he was now ‘Pandorah’s ‘, other girls where shaking their heads at him and congratulating him on defiling Pandorah – defiling?!, they certainly didn’t know half the story! Why Sirius did have a reputation for turning bad everything he touched, just like Midas turning all into gold, but Pandorah wasn’t exactly the little angel either. Sirius’s would scowl and his memory would shoot back to how he and Pandorah had tumbled out of the locked classroom. The Ravenclaw girl had two fingers hooked into the front of his jeans. But, of course, that might have been less visible to the Hufflepuff kid that opened the door on them than Sirius’s big hands grabbing Pandorah’s thighs, right to under her ass. It’s not exactly Sirius fault, for when he fell backwards he tried to grasp for balance, and well, Pandorah was the only thing there was to grab. And a good deal of her too.

Sirius didn’t mind that everyone was talking about that night. Hey, he had some good fun, and was actually feeling somewhat smug that he had managed to push someone cold as Pandorah and get her out the other end as a steamy little sexpot. It just was getting annoying when people exaggerated, once a Gryffindor 4th year ran to him, throwing her hands out around him and burst crying on his shoulders, telling Sirius it should have been her, not Pandorah. James had some fun later mimicking that scene over and over again for Sirius when the four boys where in the Gryffindor Common Room.

He never replied to their silly questions, he just went on and did his thing, he knew they’d give up at some point. Really, Sirius never thought he could grow in popularity, but his fame had doubled over and his name was on everyone’s mouths these days.

Anyway, four days from when the gossip started, it wasn’t so bad for Sirius. People were kind of giving up on him, they knew he would just laugh, shrug and walk away. It had been a whole day of that again today, laughing and walking away from curious questions – even though by now Sirius’s laugh was growing dry, and his nerves were starting to spark, but he usually took that frustration out on his friends. His friends where now growing tired and wary of him. And that was why when Sirius got out of the shower that evening, James kept looking at him like he was a bomb that might go off any second. Sirius got so fed up of that treatment that he pulled on quickly a pair of jeans, stuffed his wand in his pocket, hoped into his beloved black boots, grabbed his leather jacket and kicked out of the dormitory not bothering to put a shirt on. He was too annoyed to dress properly.

He wanted to be alone tonight, screw his friends. Sirius needed some fresh air. A walk would do. Standing outside the fat lady’s portrait, he ignored her comments on the fact that he was shirtless, and calmly stood there, stuffed his jacket under one arm, and fumbled with his zipper and the buttons of his jeans, because he had gotten out in such a rush that he forgot to do that too.

When he was done, and had earned another couple of comments from the old portrait, Sirius swung his jacket over one shoulder and started the descent of flour flights of stairs that would lead him down to Hogwarts ground level. Once there, Sirius decided to go outside the lawns for a walk, and when he put foot outside, it started to drizzle. Sirius scowled up at the night sky, and put his jacket on over his naked shoulders. A little rain wasn’t going to stop him.

Pocketing his hands into his jeans, Sirius stared to walk right across the lawns aimlessly. He just put one foot after another with no particular destination. He was just glad to be alone for a bit of time, not to have other kids buzzing around asking stupid questions, or his own friends treating him as carefully and cautiously as though he was a girl with PMTs. He was enjoying being alone, and feeling the night breeze mingled with the rain blow into his open jacket and slide down his chest and torso, dripping of from his tattoos.

Looking up, he realized he was only only a fair distance from the forbidden forest, and squinting in the dark, he thought he saw a figure stumble down just at the outskirts of the forbidden forest. Sirius narrowed his eyes, trying to make out what had happened only a few feet away - he was sure he was getting pretty short sighted, and the night's insufficient light and the clouded skies weren't helping either.

When he walked up closer, standing 10 or 15 feet away, Sirius realized that what he had actually saw was Pandorah falling, She had her leg tangled into something and was struggling to get out. Amused, he stood there, with his hands in his pocket, his head with hair dripping hair water inclined to one side, and watched her kick and flail in the mud. After a few seconds, where Sirius had seen a lot, including Pandorah's thighs and the color of her underwear, Sirius decided to go an help her, but she did it quickly all by herself and was soon scrambling up to her feet and going for the fringe of the forest.

Sirius continued walking in her direction, his footfalls hushed by the wet grass and soft grounds, He watched as Pandorah stopped at the forest's edge, just like she was too scared to go in. Sirius wondered why she wanted to go in there in the first place.

Sirius stood only two feet behind the girl, his hands still pocketed in his jeans, and his long hair dripping on his jacket and bare chest. Something wrong, Pandorah?" he askedd, his voice an infuriating calm tone, as he brushed his hair away from his face,

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS COMPLETE
FEATURING PAN AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 1,278
NOTES NYM PICKED NO SHIRT, ITS HER FAULT.
LYRICS?
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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[pandorah]

Unlike Sirius, Pandorah did not want more attention and any popularity. She liked to stay out of sight while doing her job but that was pretty difficult considering she was six feet tall, mostly legs and curvy. Not to mention her rather sour attitude when it came to people. Oh, she could be polite but friendly wasn't exactly a word most people would use to describe her. Likewise she was also single, always single. Had never even kissed anyone till four days ago. Did Sirius even know he was her first kiss? Probably not, and he also probably wouldn't give a damn. If anyone had a reputation for chewing people up and spitting them out it would be the Black boy and his with girls.

Boys thought she was now fair game as compared to before. Everyone wanted to see how feisty she really was and to get a taste. As one boy had told her:. 'If you kissed Sirius Black of all people then of course you should give us a chance..' Referring to how much of a player the other boy was and how easily she must have fallen for his charms. They should have a chance now and she had to turn quickly around and walk off before she stabbed him in the eye with her wand. In fact she had been spending a lot of time seething, growling and just generally in a touchy and crabby mood.

The sad thing about it all was that she realized at some point that she seemed to like Sirius. Watching as she had, seeing the way he was with his friends it was almost hard not to. Sure he was bad news but not as bad as some of the Slytherin and probably not as bad as her own father. She was used to people who weren't exactly on the up and up. Then remembering that incident and she started to care even more, which only pissed her off in the end. Why the hell couldn't she like, and subsequently want, a boy who would be good to her? Someone that if she asked them out they would stick around or Merlin forbid...one that would actually ask her out? To go from nothing to something so fast and to know it was a waste of her time was just a depressing thought.

The rain muffled everything around her and she was enjoying the pseudo-silence of the night. Though the fact that it was doing that made her a little more worried about something possibly coming out of the forest to get her. Her hair was also plastered to her head, some of it draped down the front and rested against where her breasts were while the rest lay flat against her back, some of it starting to curl a bit from being wet. She was thankful for her hair being so long, because when she had set about chasing the giggling couple she hadn't put on her sweater or vest and was just in the long sleeved white button down and the tie that proclaimed her as a Ravenclaw. With it raining the white fabric had become translucent and it was obvious she matched her panties and bra.

Peering once more into the forest she took one step forward and then was startled. A deep voice, husky and oh so close crawled up her spine and caused her to shiver that had nothing to do with the chill rain. She jumped nearly half her height however and screeched like a frightened girl before turning around and being faced with the one person she really didn't need to be seeing right now. Sirius Black was right there. She could almost touch him without even using her hands if she leaned forward just a tad and...oh. Pale eyes went large as she stared at his bare chest through the open area of the jacket he had on. He had a tattoo...huh.

Shaking her head angrily at her easy preoccupation with him and his wet body she finally looked into his eyes and scowled. “What are you doing sneaking up on me again, you want another black eye?” She wasn't being mean but chastising him because she sometimes just reacted and he hadn't liked it the last time. Her right hand lifted and she flicked his leather coat open to point with her other hand at his bare abdomen. “Why are you out here half naked in the rain?” Sometimes boys did not make sense, this was one of them that rarely did. “Of course something is wrong with me, I have been harassed for four days, questioned about my integrity and my reputation is ruined. Not to mention there are people in the forbidden forest and they could be in trouble if they aren't careful, or even if they are!” She hadn't meant to get louder and more upset sounding but she was. Everything was a mess and she had no control with it, and that didn't sit well with her.

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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The rain continued to drizzle down on them, making their surroundings look dark and miserable. The only thing that annoyed Sirius was that some rain was actually getting through the back of the neck of his jacket. He pulled up his collar, shaking his wet hair out of his jacket.

Sirius didn't give it any thought that he was shirtless under his jacket. He just watched with amusement as Pandorah's eyes widened in surprise. He never gave a thought about being unclothed. He wasn't shy like Remus, and he wasn't chubby like Peter. He didn't mind walking around unclothed, Sirius liked his lean body, girls liked his body, and he made other guys jealous.

Sirius made a funny sound, something between a laugh an a snort as he watched Pandorah jump about ten feet in the air and scream in shock. She looked like a terrified cat, and in fact, she came back down hissing like one. "I didn't sneak up on you, Pan" Sirius said, rolling his gray eyes. "You just didn't hear me coming" he finished, looking bored at her.

When she raised her hand and opened his jacket, Sirius rose an eyebrow at her, looking down from her hand on his stomach, up to her face, and leaning in he said, "What's this now?" nodding his head at her hands, ''Can't keep your little hands off me, hmm?'' he commented in his low husky voice. Sirius pulled one hand out of his pockets and caught her wrist and held it in his strong grasp, " Are you worried that I'm out here in the rain and might catch a cold, or are you only worried that i'm half naked? he said, implying to her that he knew that she kept on starring at his torso, his lips curling at the end of does words. Sirius held her wrist a little longer, his head bent really close to the girl's, just a few inches taller. He held her there long enough so she could see the teasing look in his gray eyes and the little water droplets caught in his long black lashes. "Your not covering much, either, Koenig" said Sirius, his eyes dancing on the drenched front of her shirt, where he could see her bright blue bra and voluptuous breasts. I see you like to match your underwear" Sirius commented, a smile in his deep voice, his eyes lingered a half second longer on her breast, then he pushed her hand away, pocketing his hand again in that uninterested carefree manner of his.

The next minute Pandorah's voice kept rising with every word she said. Sirius brows furrowed a little in dissaprovement, his ears weren't finding the loud shrill noise very pleasing. She sounded hysterical. "Breath Pandorah, breath" said Sirius, " And please lower your voice, you just managed to burst both my ear drums" he said, pulling out a hand from his pockets to touch his left ear, "I might have gone deaf, because i was standing this close, but the creatures in the forest haven't. So shut up if you don't want something to come and grab you in the dark, ok?" he said, still rubbing his ear.

Sirius observed Pan for a second longer, and then pocketed his hands in his jeans once again and started walking to his right, keeping very close to the outskirts of the forest "Come." was the only thing he said to Pandorah as he walked away in the rain.

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS COMPLETE
FEATURING PAN AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 530
NOTES NYM PICKED NO SHIRT, ITS HER FAULT.
LYRICS?
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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[pandorah]

It was later than she wanted to be outside, especially outside in the rain. It wasn't just the rain though as she loved the rain, it was the fact that it was a cold rain along with now being out in the dark and rain with a one Sirius Black. She let out a soft groan as her thoughts continued to play over and over the taste of his mouth, the touch of just the edge of his tongue, the heat of his body. Merlin help her but she was becoming rather wanton and it was all his fault and only for him. Pandorah was not happy about it. Not the fact that she felt that way at all but because it was him she was feeling it toward.

She knew she had been staring, was properly embarrassed about it as well, but she couldn't have helped it. He was so well sculptured and just beautiful to look at. Not in that feminine sense either as it was oh so obvious that he was very much male. Her fingers itched to reach out more and trace the lines of his muscles and then the shape of his tattoo but she resisted. The rumors going around were already wild enough as it was, the last thing she needed to do was add fuel to the fire. Besides, his ego did not need any more fluffing, he got that on an hourly basis from his fanclub didn't he?

“Whatever. Fine I didn't hear you I was preoccupied.” She didn't deny the truth and also did not bitch at him for correcting her. She just shrugged and admitted that he was right. He should count himself lucky, Pan wasn't often the type to do such a thing. Maybe her affection for him was making her soft. “Stop looking so bored. If you are bored go entertain yourself.” She waved at him dismissively and peered back in the forest with a bit of apprehension.

Looking up at his words she frowned. “My hands are not little and as you can tell it's not like I am running them all over your body. I don't know where you have been.” She made a face at him but again there was little venom in her tone. It was common knowledge that the Gryffindor was often hugged on and hung on by girls. She made it almost sound like a bad thing but to her it rather was. Some attention and popularity is one thing, his level was just extreme. It was what turned her off and away from him when she knew she at least liked his looks enough to pay attention to him.

“I was just commenting on the fact that you being half naked could cause you to get sick.” Pan sniffed haughtily and refused to say anything about being worried. Though not denying it was about as good as saying 'yes, I am worried about you'. Pale eyes looked to where he held her wrist and then back to him, wondering if he was actually going to do anything about it or just hold it like it was some sort of bannister on the stairs. When he had grabbed it though she had sucked in a sharp intake of air and stiffened in surprise but said nothing and made no movements. “I cannot help it that it decided to rain!” She was referring to how see through her shirt was and growled lowly out of frustration. “Believe me I wasn't exactly out here waiting for you to show up so I could try and entice you.” She refused to say anymore, even when he mentioned her tendency to match underthings.

He was such a jerk, the only reason she liked him must be because her hormones went to her brain. She was poisoning herself, that had to be it. She ran a hand over the front of her face and flicked rain off of her porcelain skin and at him in some sort of uselessly defiant moment. “Sorry, again. I'm just really annoyed at how out of control these rumors have gotten. One simple lapse in judgement and I am a wanton whore, a slut...you name it and everyone thinks I am fair game now.” She sounded upset, sad even about it all. All these years and giving into temptation had messed with everything. Though she just simply nodded to the rest of his words, he was right again after all, two miracles in one night? A slow grin spread about her lips at her own humor.

Should she follow him? This was where the couple had vanished and she may lose them. Yet, she was suddenly not in the mood to be by herself and began to follow him where he was leading her. Having him mentioning something coming out to get her had spooked her just enough that being alone just wasn't feeling like a good idea. Her eyes watched his tall dark figure lope easily through the wet grass near the forests edge and she enjoyed his unconscious grace. “You know, you walk like a mix of a predator and a large animal. It's...interesting.” She had almost told him that it was sexy and her brows drew together at her own idiocy. “Where are you taking me, or rather where are we going?” Quickening her pace she caught up to him and was on his side, close enough that if he had his hands loose at his sides, like she did, their fingers could touch.

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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"Oh, but you would like to run them allover me." he said, referring to the hands comment. "I bet you would also love to trace my tattoos. " Sirius said, giving Pandorah an amused smirk, " It's what you've been doing with your eyes this whole time" Sirius shrugged one shoulder, pulling his leather jacket close. His eyebrows creased a little, looking at Pandorah "Don't lie to me. You never worried about my welfare." he said, Or are you starting now?'' he said voice ending in a sharp little jab, while his gray eyes danced in his face. Sirius loved to tease.

The next minute, Sirius rolled his eyes heavenwards. Girls and their melodramatics. I never thought you were the type to give a damn about what people said." Sirius said , pushing a wet strand of hair away from his cheek, "I don't" he added, for confirmation. Rumours could get annoying, and especially at Hogwarts, they spread across the student's lips like an infection. Rumours though, where only a bother if one gave them space to be. Sirius was used to being in the lime light now, he and his friends where the popular kids at Hogwarts. He learnt to ignore rumours and such things, but such practice only came from experience. However one couldn't say the same thing for Pandorah. He knew she wasn't used to it, but still he wasn't being very helpful about it. Instead, he actually chose to annoy her some more. "Mm. Don't worry Koenig, now that you've touched with Sirus Black, you've contracted a special disease, you'll wither and die soon, you'll be forgotten quickly" Sirius said, his tone sporting different shades of sarcasm and bitterness. Some girls at Hogwarts talked about Sirius like he was a walking bag full of sexually transmitted disease or something. Pandorah here was one of the few who had the same distorted perspective. The rest of the student body thought of Sirius Black like he was a famous celebrity and you would be redeemed lucky if he even as brushed past you, let alone take interest in you for longer than 3 seconds and speak to you. There were girls around school who dreamed of getting kissed by Sirius Black, and here she was Ms.Koening, talking about it like some big dirty animal had soiled her reputation. Sirius's gaze moved away, a little throb barely visible in his clenched jaw. He was annoyed now.
He walked away, his shoulders hunched a little against the cool trickle of rain, his heavy boots crushing under his weight wet grass and soggy twigs.

Sirius raised an eyebrow at the words Pandorah threw at him next. Yeah?” was his only comment. The smug smirk that graced his lips was invisible to Pandorah as she tried to catch up with him. ”Maybe I am” he said quietly, more to himself than for Pandorah to actually hear. Anyway, that didn’t matter, his words were most probably lost in the murmur of the soft rain.

It was still raining. Just a little. But enough to drench the two students, wet their clothes and hair, and for the little droplets to hang on their bodies.

Sirius licked his lips, tasting the rain. " After those kids - " he replied, starring straight ahead, but knowing that Pandorah was following close behind him. He could feel the weight of her body padding in the wet grass behind him, and soon her presence was confirmed to him as he caught sight of her profile from the corner of his eyes She stood close to him, the Ravenclaw girl, hurrying her pace to keep up with his long strides, he could feel the heavy rise and fall of her breasts as she tried to control her breath. Sirius smiled to himself and licked his lips once more, but it wasn't the rain this time he was tasting. " - In the forest" he finished, and putting his hand out on his left side, grabbed Pandorah's wrist who was brushing by his side. He pulled her with him into the forest.

Sirius was familiar with the forest. More familiar with it than other students, or Hagrid himself at that rate. Sirius had spent one too many nights in the form of a huge black dog, along with James as a stag, and Peter as a rat, running into the depths of the forest, breathing the forbidden air, enjoying the freedom they had as animals. Sirius had also once, but only just the once, had to go look for Remus in the forest during one full moon, the boys had lost sight of their friend before they got to the secret passage under the whomping willow, and Sirius, in the shape of a big bear like dog, was the best match for the fierce, clawed creature that was born under the full moon.

"Through here" said Sirius, pulling the girl with him through trees. To people who weren't as familiar with tue forest as Sirius was in the forest, t would have looked like the boy was taking the girl in a series of zig-zags and circles ariund the same bunch of trees. But to the sharper eye, one would notice that the density of trees had increased from the sparse few that fringed the forest's entrance. Also the tree trunks were starting to get thicker by every tree they passed, and the trees foliage was getting darker in color, blocking more moonlight and letting only little shafts of moonbeams filter through.

Sirius kept on walking forward, pulling Pandorah with him, his eyes sharp on the horizon. He looked so concentrated, his jaw tight, his eyebrows dipping in concentration, his lips set in a determined stubborn line. He only stopped when something on btheir far left moved in the trees, and it wasn't the crunch of his heavy boots or the footfalls of Pandorah. "Shhh." He put up a hand to silence Pandorah, and watched the trees in perfect silence.

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS INCOMPLETE
FEATURING PAN AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 1,000
NOTES OOH, INTO THE FOREST!
LYRICS?
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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[pandorah]

There had been no denial and no confirmation to what he taunted her with. Her thoughts were hers alone but oh did she want to slap that smug look off of his face and the fact that he was right did not help her much. So what if she wanted to trace things on him with her fingertips and fingernails, that was just the hormones talking and she had been able to ignore them pretty well up to now. However, being honest with herself she wasn't sure how much longer she would be able to deny her curiosity but she would do her damndest. “I wasn't lying to you!” Though he may have been teasing her she was not up for such jabs on her person, she did not believe in lying. So she snapped back at him, her pale eyes flashing fiercely and showcasing the hidden passion inside of her for a moment.

Of course he didn't care what other people said, that was glaringly obvious. Unlike him she did to a point. When she went home for the summer her father was probably going to lecture her and go on and on about what a disappointment she was to him. Oh, if it was any other Black he may not be so upset but because it was this particular on. Many people said he had no redeeming qualities but she knew by now that was not true, by simply observing him. Still she made a face to his comments, obviously displeased. She winced as he continued on, realizing that he was upset but being snarky to hide it...not too well either. “I'm sorry Sirius, I didn't mean it like that.” She called out after him as he walked away. “I know you aren't as awful as your reputation I just... fuck. I'm sorry.” The last apology was quieter and her tone indicated that once again she felt bad. Could she stop putting her foot in her mouth? Probably not where he was concerned, his attitude just called it out of her. Besides, he was an ass too.

She heard something but wasn't sure what it was. The rain effectively took away any ability she had to hear him from this distance. Her shirt clinging to her and now her skirt, it was driving her batty. Pandorah pulled at the soggy fabric to get it off of her skin but to no avail, it just slicked itself right back up against her like a needy lover. “Why am I bothering?” Her voice was soft, meant for her own ears only.

Pandorah saw him lick his lips from the corner of her eyes and found herself wanting to turn and taste him in turn. Whatever he had started in that dark classroom was wild. She was constantly thinking dirty thoughts and wondering perverted things now. Such a distraction from her studies and homework recently it could not get any better, she knew it would just be worse. Worse until she satiated her curiosity but that wasn't going to happen just on some off chance. The Ravenclaw was shy when it came to things involving other people, unless it was bossing them around anyway.

“Ew.” She breathed out in protest as her shoes and socks began to become soaked as well and the fabric squished around her toes. She would much prefer to be barefoot right now but she was grabbed by the taller boy around the wrist and drug into the dreaded forest. Heart rate quickening she tossed her head about wildly looking around, waiting for something to jump them or for them to become lost. It wasn't long before she was lost anyway and she felt herself begin to shake. Not many things were a bother to her like this and fear was not a common emotion. She wrapped her hand around his wrist so that they were both held fast with their wrists and squeezed tight. Pale eyes darted over everything and she struggled to keep up lest she become lost and alone or harm herself in the underbrush.

She had not wanted to go in here even if she should have. The overwhelming sense of petrification crawled over her spine and she almost wanted to cry. If at all possible her skin lost all of it's color and she was a great deal whiter than moments before. No one here, not even her brother, had ever seen her frightened like this. If Sirius made fun of her she would likely hex him into unconsciousness or something not quite as pleasant, she was jumpy enough anyway. “I'm...where are we?” Almost she admitted she was scared but it did not come out, instead expression concern over not having a clue how far inside they had ventured. “Surely they cannot be this far right? That is just foolhardy.” Her accented voice trembled as she spoke and she cursed herself, perhaps she should just shut up.

Merlin help her but she was shaking pretty bad right now and it had nothing to do with the rain. This place terrified her and suddenly she was in it far enough that she could not see the entrance and with only Sirius Black to keep her company. With the classes at least there were a lot of people, and a teacher to boot. She trailed her gaze over him and saw that he was a little tense as well, after stopping. His profile in view she marveled at how lovely he was to look at and fought the urge to touch his jawline and then lower. She had almost crashed into him when he stopped to and she put her arm out to keep it from happening. Her hand was still wrapped around his wrist and obviously not letting go of him any time soon.

Let him listen she thought, I have no urge to talk right now. Instead she pushed herself up against his side, putting his arm somewhat around her and clung to his body. Her own arm around his waist and her face into his side. He would really feel her fear then, her shaking body trembling into him and just hoping to calm down. The fact that he waned her to be quiet meant that there was something nearby and she would be next to useless if she could not relax. Nothing like facing your fears. Perhaps though she could have done this on her own, not with the boy with whom she had been upset with but now was just clinging to for some sort of comfort. Pandorah did not count on other people but it seemed in this type of situation she was. Yes she liked Sirius Black, was starting to like him more and more...but trusting him was another thing entirely and depending on what happened it could change everything.

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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“I wasn't lying to you!”
His eyes held Pandorah's for a second, silver eyes an unreadable expression, than he just inclined his head in a non-committing half nod. Sirius had been lied to all his life by his family, he always sifted through what he was told and chose little of what to believe, things didn't have to change now. "If you say so, Koenig" was his last remark on the subject, and he looked away, a faint smile gracing his lips. It was an amusing thought, someone claiming to care about him that wasn't actually one of his four best friends.

As Pandorah's apologies chased after him, Sirius kept on walking in the rain, shoulders hunched a little against the soft wind blowing cold water in his chest. The only sign of acknowledgement he gave was a shrug. "Im used to it now."

The rain may have muted away a lot of the sounds, and may have also washed away Sirius's quiet words from Pandorah, but Sirius's own ears where sharp. It was his canine nature, embedded too deep within his system now, even in human form. Once someone transfigured regularly from human form into their animal form as did Sirius, boundaries between one reality and other started to blur and merge in, there were barely any more confines. He caught what she said with sharp ears. “Why am I bothering?” Sirius's face hardened a little, thinking those words were meant for him. He kept on walking in silence, a little distance in front of Pandorah his back to the girl.

When she caught up with him, Sirius's let his cool back on. He never gave a damn, he shouldn't start now because of some words from some pretty lips. He looked round at his side when she made a little sound of disgust. Sirius smirked. he knew that Pandorah was not a creature of the wild, she was just your average Ravenclaw, a book worm that was only at home in the safety of the Library buried under thick old volumes. Sirius would never understand such people, he himself was a wild spirit. He hated books, and he preferred the outdoors. He was always hunting for a rush of adrenaline, pushing the limit, courting danger. His daredevil reputation had some pretty strong pediments.

Sirius was actually calm about walking into the forest, it was like your average stroll down the gardens to him. He didn't seem to care about the dark night that shed darkness everywhere, or care about the long shadows that stretched and loomed everywhere, he seemed oblivious to the rain which by now had became steadier, he also seemed indifferent that they where now deeper in the forest and all one could see were miles of trees, bushes and the shadows of the forest that hid many,many things.

He only remembered that he was dragging in someone with him who was less comfortable with their current situation when Pandorah snuggled into his side, and wrapped his arm around her body for comfort. Sirius looked down from his arm to Pandorah, who had her face buried in his shoulders. He could feel her soft breasts burning two warm spots against his ribs. She was shaking. Sirius wasn't sure if she was shaking from the cold or from fear. He pulled her closer to him, his arm steadying her shaking figure. Sirius pressed his mouth on the top of Pan's head, "I'm here, nothing's going to happen" he murmured in her hair, his eyes fixed on the spot where he had heard something move in the trees.

Sirius mind was shooting back and forth and ricocheting in his skull on too many different thoughts and feelings. A small part of him was surprised that Pan was seeking him for comfort, another part was smug that she found him to be a solid wall to lean on, another was on how warm and large her breasts where as she pressed against him, another part of him was thinking how much he was gonna chide does kids when he found them, or should he thank them? and another part of him was thinking about that thing moving in the trees. Where was it now? The bushes had stopped shaking. Sirius's narrowed gray eyes scanned the area of trees, he had his free hand already curled around his wand in his pocket. Sirius pulled his face up from the girl's head, producing his wand out of his jeans and pointing it at the trees. A few seconds later his eyes caught a faint movement in the bushes and a little shadow creep out.

It looked like ... a squirrel

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Sirius snorted, chuckling to himself, and lowered his wand. He looked down at Pandorah who was still clinging to him, laughing softly. " Hey, take a look at the monster that scared you big girl." Sirius nodded his head towards the guilty critter, who had paused to look up at them, just a little small shadow in the moon light, with a bushy tail and tiny hands held in front of it. The animal looked perplexed, like it couldn't understand why there would be anyone else out here but itself. Just half a second later the squirrel scurried away in the damp underbrush.

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS INCOMPLETE
FEATURING PAN AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 882
NOTES IT'S A SQUIRREL!
LYRICS?
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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[pandorah]

The fear was almost overwhelming she wasn't sure how well she was going to do if she could even get herself to calm down. Several deep breaths, ones that made her very aware of how close she was pressed against him, and still nothing. Even at her age and hormonal overload she expected that to take over but obviously not. Sure she knew that this place frightened her but Pandorah hadn't been aware of just how much and how badly until she was stuck in the thick of it with only Sirius Black to keep her company. She did not like relying on others but it seemed as if she would have to, later she would have to thank him.

This was not a side of her she wanted anyone to have to see, one she hadn't even seen herself. Shaking as she was and her eyes shut tight, arm wrapped around the Gryffindor and close enough for lovers. The rumors were bad enough, if they got caught like this it would only cement the idea in everyone's mind that they were an item. However, the likelihood of anyone bumping into them here at this time was very slim to none. Only the other couple that was somewhere inside the forest was close enough and even then she had no idea where they were and didn't even give a damn at the moment.

Secretly, or so she thought anyway, she took a deep breath and breathed him in. He smelled like the forest itself, wild and musky and entirely too intoxicating. She shivered again and clung to him tighter. So, she was going to enjoy being this close and having her body and nose so completely full of him while she could. It was admitting that she liked him, to her anyway, and that didn't matter. No one else was out here and so was going to take advantage of it while she could. Even if the only reason this was happening was because she couldn't stop being afraid, thinking about it in another way made her stop thinking about just how scared she was.

He did something then, while she was preoccupied with her own thinking, that really messed with her. He comforted her. From what she was used to Sirius was the type to be mean or rude to others and to poke at their flaws and problems. This was definitely a different side to him and sure she liked it. His words helped calm her some, it was what she was hoping for and thinking about. Was this what it was like when one had a boyfriend? Did they hold you close and comfort you when you were scared? She wasn't silly enough to trick herself into thinking they were more than what they were, but it was a curious notion to ponder.

Then he spoke to her and she took a deep shuddering breath and turned just enough to see the...squirrel. “Of all the things!” Pandorah hissed quietly and felt rather embarrassed, she could feel her cheeks flare with heat and knew she must have some color to her pale face right now. “I must seem like a real idiot about now. Though...I'm not..I..” She kept faltering and stuttering on her words. How did one admit to still being scared? The Ravenclaw did not want to come off as a coward, she knew she wasn't, but this place did something to her. Pale eyes watched the squirrel stare at them in confusion a moment and then scamper off.

She didn't let up in how tightly she was holding him. The forest was what scared her, not the animal though admittedly that had frightened her some. “You know, I was going to try talking to you. To ask you things and possibly try getting to know you, but I can't. Not here. I..this place frightens me. I have never been able to figure out why but it always has. It is probably the only thing that scares me so much.” Why was she telling him anything? Not only was she admitting how much the forest scared her but also how she wanted to actually know Sirius as a person, not just what his mouth could do to her. The dark haired girl was vulnerable at the moment, but just how long would that last? Maybe if he could calm her more, take her to a slightly more open place she would feel easier in talking with him. Though having him all to herself was going to be nice, it would also be nerve wracking. She could talk to him about the kiss, why he did it and also ask him a lot of other things, while remaining under his scrutiny.

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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Sirius watched as the little squirrel scampered away, and shook his head, laughing softly to himself. Preferring to have his hands free, and daring the forbidden forest and all the secret shadows hid in its folds, Sirius put his wand away back into his jeans pocket.

Careless, irresponsible, daring, stupid and brave, where only a few words that could be used to describe Sirius Black. His gray eyes skimmed their surroundings, looking for any hint of those students they had came after. There was no trace of them, even if he and Pandorah currently stood in the middle of the Forest.

Sirius mind was bouncing from one thought to another. He was trying to think where he would go if he were one of those students, he was trying to think of what possible dangers they might have came across, and he was trying absolutely not to think about the outcomes if the students have ventured too deepr in the forest. Sirius was in the Forbidden forest very often, daring danger, but he didn't push his luck by venturing in the very deep depths of the forest. He was, after all, only human. However daring and stupid he might have been, Sirius was fully aware that in the forest lurked many a creatures that were better left alone.

He was only pulled back from his thoughts as Pandorah, still clinging to him, spoke. He looked down at her face, pressed into the side of his chest, her wet hair plastered to her cheeks. He reached up with his free hand and pushed away her hair. At her word's Sirius's lips tugged at one side. Her silly reactions and faltering words where making something in his chest feel warm, and it wasn't because she was still clinging and pressed up against him. "I know your not", he said, giving the girl a gentle smile, " Actually, I think your a very smart girl."

Sirius knew Pandorah was scared, but still, he wasn't being an idiot about it. He had experienced a few times how differently someone reacted when the were scared, sometimes going against every grain of their being and acting in very strange ways. The way the girl clung to him, and her body shook against his frame, Sirius had it laid in front of him that Pandorah was scared witless. He wasn't going to tease her about it, or at least not for now. He just tugged her closer against him, holding his arm around her.

"You want to know me?" he repeated after her. Sirius rose a hooked eye brow. He never thought he'd hear that coming out from Pandorah's mouth. Sirius laughed softly, "Am I interesting to you, or are you just making up that excuse so I get you out of the forest?" he grinned a little, teasing her.

Sirius glanced around them than, to see if he could catch sight of those two kids, when he found nothing he turned to look back at Pandorah. "There's no trace of those students. I think they must have gone back to the castles by themselves. Time for us to leave too" Sirius moved than, shifting his weight from one boot to the other. Pandorah leaning against him was starting to weigh him down a little. "Come on, let's get you out of here, but first, you have to klet go off me. I can't walk with you wrapped around me like that "

As Pandorah let go off him, Sirius stepped away, slightly relieved to be able to move again. He started to walk ahead, thinking Pandorah would follow him, but when he didn't hear any movement behind him, he turned to look over his shoulder, and found the girl standing still at the same spot he left her. When Sirius saw the look she gave him, he sighed a little, exasperated. "Oh, come on.", turning his body sideways, so he was somewhat facing her, "Here, you can take my hand if it makes you feel better." Sirius put out his hand towards her, palm up, fingers stretched in her direction. Now let's get back to the castles, dry ourselves up." he looked at Pandorah than, "Not that Im complaining, I quiet like your wet top" he winked, his tone light hearted.

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS INCOMPLETE
FEATURING PAN AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 715
NOTES I FINALLY REPLIED!
LYRICS?
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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[pandorah]

Pandorah wished she could say she was thinking about the students she had followed here in the first place, or at least to here. She wished she could admit that her mind was only on finding them to make sure that they were alright as well. She even wished that she could believe that she was only holding on to Sirius now because she was scared. Unfortunately she wasn't too big on lying to herself and knew that none of those things were true. The Prefect was not thinking about the other students and she hadn't exactly been wanting to make sure they were okay either. She had wanted to berate them, get them in trouble. As for the bit of holding on to the Gryffindor boy well...it was a half truth. Yes she was frightened but it also felt oddly good having her arm around him and body pressed up against him. He was a little taller than her but not by much at all yet it still made a lot of difference to her. Being as tall as she was she seemed to have a preference for guys at least her height if not taller. Which significantly lowered her chances anyway.

Pale blue eyes gazed up at Sirius as she tilted her head back when he spoke. Still shaky she nonetheless managed to actually reply back, trying like hell to not come off as a scared little rabbit or something equally weak. “Oh? You think I am sm-smart huh?” Her entire body shook with a shiver and she gripped him tighter. A faint blush marking her cheeks when he had moved her hair for her, now darkening at her own failure to speak. “So does that mean you have actually noticed me before?” There was no hope in her voice, or at least she didn't want there to be. She was not desperate but if he had actually taken notice of her before, and not just physically well she was not going to complain and may end up rather elated about it.

Mentally she cursed herself. This was no way to act. Pandorah Koenig was a strong young woman. She stood up for herself, was a bit manipulative and didn't take crap from anyone. Yet here she was being a hopeful young girl in the arms of a boy whom she secretly liked a great deal. How much more contrary could she get with herself?

“Does it surprise you that I want to know you? I suppose it should I do not profess to be interested in many people.” That was close to a confession but she didn't worry he would take it that way. Sirius Black was a playboy at heart, she had seen it for years, expecting anything was like hoping for a miracle. Still she prodded him with a fingernail and muttered under her breath, knowing he would hear anyway. “You know you are interesting but yes I want out of here as well.” Giving him a jibe right back by not fully admitting to anything.

The only thing that brought her back to reality was the boy himself and she made a face of obvious annoyance and let out a breath. “So bothered by this place that I completely forgot about the other students, what a horrible Prefect I am.” Hopefully he was right and they ended up back where they were supposed to be. It was awfully late and Pandorah knew that even she was going to be in some sort of trouble. The rain just kept falling however, oblivious to the wizards below. The leggy girl made a face at his comments, another one in just a few moments, but reluctantly let him go. He was right, they should leave now. Only, could she actually end up leaving?

He moved away. She watched him as he began to walk away and realized that she wasn't moving. In fact she couldn't seem to get herself to move at all. Oh as pathetic as it was she needed him and made sure he knew it by just a simple look. Smart boy as he was, and he really was but most people didn't notice that about him, she did thanks to her watching him so much lately, he got it right away. Her gaze drifted over to his hand that he held out for her and she quickly walked up to him and threaded her fingers in between his feeling an instant relief and sense of comfort and of being safe.

Time slowed as she noticed she was giving Sirius another one of her firsts. They were holding hands like an actual boyfriend and girlfriend would if they were just roaming around or on a date. Her face flushed scarlet and she tried to hide it but he saw it, she knew he did. Even so she was glad her wet hair was in the way as he made a comment about her top before she scowled darkly at him. The expression made a bit on the angry sexy side with the darkness surrounding them and the rain dripping from her eyelashes. “Let's just go! I don't want to be in this damned forest any longer than I have to.” They finally left the forest, her hand wrapped in his bigger and stronger one and she secretly enjoying it so much more than she should. Flattered a bit as well but not admitting it, to his comment about her wet shirt.

They exited the forest and began to walk back toward the castle. Hand in hand as they were, dripping wet and with Sirius not fully clothed. The couple Pandorah had originally been after was not too far from them and turned to see the others coming closer. The girl squealed and whispered, none too quietly, to the boy. “You see that? I told you they were an item! Ohhh I can only imagine the dirty things they were up to in there!” She grasped her beau by the hand and drug him off what seemed reluctantly as he was somewhat preoccupied eying Pandorah's rather exposed upper area.

Pursing her lips she turned to Sirius and just burst into laughter. “Ahh can they get any worse, really? So now we are going to be seen as not just having kissed, and not just having slept together...but now we are an official item. I went from having no relations to having every single possible one, all with you.” The tone wasn't bitter or upset, she was genuinely laughing about all of it. Still she held his hand, enjoying it and not wanting to let go, pretending she didn't even notice it.

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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"It’s hard not to notice a smart know it all, who happens to be a prefect." he said, amused. If Sirius happened to be one of those guys that didn’t notice things, Pandorah and her being a prefect would be unknown to him. Only thing was, Sirius wasn’t one of those guys – he did actually notice a lot of things, more than anyone would give him credit for, most of the time being fine details he noticed. He just pretended like he didn’t, because it didn’t fit in with his careless, troublemaker, rough image.

Anyway, being a troublemaker Sirius had to keep himself updated on the people that kept law and order in Hogwarts. Prefects and their shiny badges where on his watch list and avoid list, so it was only natural he kept an eye out for them. Be it to avoid them, or to take a good look at their curves like in Pandorah’s case. "It’s also hard to not notice someone who keeps stalking you, claiming to be making sure you’r not causing trouble” at this Sirius gave Pandorah a knowing smile, yes, he knew she kept on stalking him, she wasn’t the best spy around.

“And it’s even harder not to notice a fine thing like you” he added, that knowing smile growing in intensity, as his eyes danced over Pandorah’s figure, as best he could as their close proximity. ”Your quite the cupcake for hungry eyes.” he said, a smirk on his lips. Sirius had his own ways on how to compliment a girl, put in some creativity and also mash up in it a reference to food, showing how much food was a topic always present on his mind. Still, he was charming. Hungry and thinking about cupcakes and deserts, but charming.

Sirius wasn’t phased by holding hands, actually, he didn't think of it at all. Hands were a very platonic body part to Sirius, he had held hands with a lot of girls, heck he even once or twice held his friends hands for some reason or other. That was why nothing passed his mind as Pan took hold of his hand, though he did find it rather odd that she intertwined her fingers through his, instead of just holding his palm. That was why he paused for a brief second, looked down at their hands and than his eyes shifted to Panbdorah's face, who was a bright poppy red. He raised an eyebrow, and an amused smile spread on his lips, "What, never held a boy's hand? It's your lucky day, or rather night, today, Koenig." he laughed, tightening his grip around Pandorah's smaller hand he put gentle pressure round her fingers, gave her a little tug to move and pulled her along through the forest

”Well yes, I can’t deny it, I’m interesting, I know.” Sirius said in a cocky manner that reminded him terribly of his best friend James. He made a sound that sounded like half a laugh half a grunt, and pulled the girl away with him through the forest. The tree’s around them where growing more sparse, their heavy branches and leaves covering less of the sky, the tree’s trunks growing thinner with every step they made. Rain was coming through the growing gaps of foliage, soaking them afresh. Sirius felt a single raindrop trickle down the side of his face and stop at the side of his mouth, he licked it off with his tongue, tasting the rain

They would soon be out of the forest, from between the trees his silver eyes caught sight of the Hogwarts castle’s sitting across the lawns. ”Just a little further” Sirius told Pandorah, nodding straight ahead. They were just exiting the forest when his eyes caught sight of two shadows standing at the top of the hills not very far away from them. Sirius squinted in the darkness, pushing his face up, rain dripping from his jaw and wet hair, and he heard one of them speak, the female. He scowled a little at the pair, and was already going to share his mind when Pandorah burst laughing at his side. Surprised he turned to look at her, his eyebrows still furrowed. When he saw the way her eyes shined, the way her full gorgeous lips curved upwards, and the way her whole face lit up as she laughed, Sirius defenses were worn out. His face softened and he smiled a little, ”Told you it was your lucky night tonight, Koenig” he said, shrugging, smiling to her his lazy smile, and pulling her yet again forward with him. ”Come on, let’s get inside”

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS INCOMPLETE
FEATURING PAN AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 771
NOTES WWOOOT.
LYRICS?
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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[pandorah]

Prefect. There is was again and the main reason he noticed her, it all made sense now. She felt a wrenching sensation in her chest and had no idea what it was. Her skin grew cold and she shivered and felt entirely awkward and odd and almost wanted to let him go and run back into the one place that scared her more then most anything else. The sensation of pain in her chest was just so weird and new and uncomfortable and it made her want to leave him. For a moment she balked in her walking but not long enough to come across as anything more than her usual fear, or so she thought anyway.

Her words were caught in her throat but she made a spluttering sound and rolled those pale eyes of hers. Long lashes were coated with the rain droplets and partially obscuring any look that she may or may not be giving him. Stalking him, pfft. There was no way she was going to make a comment on that and he could kiss her...ass if he thought she was going to rise to that bait. She affected a rather snobbish look complete with nose tilted up toward the sky that was pouring down on them right then. Then, of course, Sirius had to go one step further and she literally growled at him. The cold facade melting in the face of the passionate person she really was inside. Upper lip curling with a sneer she stared at the back of his head, daggers would be less obvious then this look she was giving him. “Fine thing? Ha! You can look all you want Sirius Black but that one kiss was the last kiss or anything else that you will ever experience from me!” The ending snap of her final word held that tone of challenge instead of definiteness. Who knows what was really meant by it but she felt that she must immediately stick up for herself, and she wasn't the type of girl to be all oh no not me. Pandorah thought, and knew, that she was nice looking and had a good body, of course people would look at her.

Oh he was such a cocky asshole! A grade A jerk and he probably knew it. Some girls may think he had charm but all she wanted to do was knock him down in the grass and smear his face in some mud, or perhaps some things not as nice as that. “No, I have never held a boys hand before. I had no reason or desire to so why would I have? Aren't you a lucky bastard then hmm? You just keep getting more and more of my firsts.” Pandorah wasn't sure what it was but her ire was up but so was that ego, the cocky part of her own personality that made her lord over others on a nearly daily basis. However there was a distinct difference from the then and the now, it was a lot more flirty, friendlier and fun. Though his own ego was going to drive her batty, she really did want to keep swatting him. Thankfully it kept her from thinking about the forest at all and once they were out she felt entirely better. Thanking him was not going to happen, it was his fault they had gone in there in the first place but she squeezed his fingers for a brief moment.

Frowning at the rain she could see him flick his tongue out from the corner of one eye and her lower lip immediately found it's way inside of her mouth to be furiously nibbled upon. She flipped her rain slicked hair away from her face and behind her back as she was able to begin breathing again after that laughter. “Lucky? Oh you have no idea the luck I have been having lately Sirius, no you definitely do not.” Looking at him she felt that tug inside again, they were, for a very brief moment alone and not in the forest. The rain beat down around them with enough ferocity to drown out any other sounds that there could have been. Both were completely soaking wet and had droplets clinging to eyelashes and dripping from their lips and chins. Time slowed for that moment and she looked into his eyes with a type of innocence that she never showcased, one that she was entirely unaware of as well. Water trailed rivulets down the drenched fabric of what was once her white shirt to soak into the rougher texture of her skirt, with her hair behind her head now her bra was very visible as was the fact that she kept catching chills and shivering every few moments. Girls and the cold, sometimes it could be painfully obvious. Then the moment was over, the move quality, heart wrenching and breathless moment that it had been, at least for her.

It was an odd feeling that the moment had left her with, she was both blushing and confused as evidenced by the expression of her drawn together brows. “Ahh yes, we should get inside. It doesn't seem like the rain is going to calm down at any point soon.” Her voice was breathy and she looked down at the ground because she honestly did not trust what would happen if she was looking at him this time. Why was it him, why did this happen? She had no answers for this and it was frustrating.

Under his direction they ended up inside, dripping all over the floor and her shivering. The rain had decided to try and bog them down and pour as hard as possible during that last few minutes so she was just happy with half standing there and panting. Still she was holding his hand and her posture bent in half as she struggled to catch her breath from them both sprinting that last bit to get inside. “I would almost,“ Pandorah took a deep and shuddering breath, “swear that the weather was purposefully trying to keep us outside.” Finally, after sucking in several more deep breaths she stood upright and looked over to him. He was just so, gorgeous. Now it was her turn to stick out her tongue, licking those full lips he had noticed earlier to collect the droplets of rain from them. “I suppose this is where we part huh?” Did she detect a hint of sadness in her own voice over this? Why was she suddenly reluctant to be apart from him, and why did she want to use the leverage their hands twined together formed to pull them closer and taste the rain on his mouth as well? Oh but her mind was playing foul and dirty tricks on her, which also happened to sound delicious. Cursed thing!

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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Pandorah made an awful lot of faces, and Sirius had to admit, they were all pretty amusing and darn cute. His favorite one was her snobbish face, when she titled her button nose skywards and stuck a defiant chin out at him, complete with pouty lips. She looked like a stubborn kitten who thought itself to be a strong powerful tiger. This image was only completed for Sirius as she glared and growled at him. He laughed at what she said. That was his only response, infuriating heart felt laughter.

Sirius kept on towing Pandorah along, the ghost of that laughter still lingering on his lips. The Gryffindor looked over his shoulder at her next snappish comment, and had to shake his head a little at her. A wry smile appeared on his lips in response, as he raised both their hands up, between them, like it was a trophy he had to show Pandorah. "Ah, so does that mean you have both reason and desire to hold hands now?". He grinned at her, those gray eyes mischievous, dancing in his face. Sirius loved to tease, and Pandorah was such an easy target, she worked herself up so quickly.

Sirius looked away briefly, looking out for the castles, mentally measuring how much they had left to walk to reach the castles. Not far, they were almost there now. Right about sodding time too, Sirius didn't think he had one bone in his whole body that wasn't wet. He could swear he had accumulated a small pond in his boots complete with goldfish and frogs by now. Something made him look around at Pandorah, he wasn't sure if it was the intense way she looked at him that made him turn around, or if it was something he was going to say which was now left forgotten hanging on his lips, but when Sirius turned around to look at Pandorah, he felt that they were connected in a strange way. The heavy rain curtaining away the rest of the world, it was just the two of them. He could feel the soft warmth radiating from Pandorah by his side, he looked in her eyes, and caught those big blue eyes who were starring at him in wide innocence. His own eyes, a very light gray, creased at the corners as his lips tugged in the faintest of smiles. Why was she looking at hi in all this intensity? He watched her closely than, trying to understand what was all this sudden attention. His eyes moved to the rest of her face, watching the way her lips were parted, he watched the way her face was tiled slightly upwards in his direction and than his eyes traveled to the rest of her, noticing the way how the cold was making her shiver and her every outline stand defined in the cold wet night, his fingers wanted to trace her every outline. Sirius knew that this was going to be an image that would be burned in his mind. He knew that tonight, when he would be trying to get some sleep with his eyes closed, it would be Pandorah's face he'd see from the back of his eyelids, her face, this current innocent face that he never knew Pandorah capable of. And he would be turning right and left in his bed, trying to punch the pillow into a decent shape, to stop thinking about the girl who was getting dangerously too much rooted into his mind, in desperate hope to get some sleep in peace.

Sirius broke the moment, he looked away. He had to. For his own sanity. He gathered speed, now running with Pandorah by his side, trying to push to the back of his mind the .. thing.. for he had no better words for it, that had just happened. Sirius wasn't a feelings kind of man. Such situations where too intense for him.

Soon, like a life saver thrown out to Sirius in a storm of confusing emotions, Hogwarts had thrown out its first steps to the entrance of the castles. Sirius ran up the stairs, his boots making sloshy sounds as he hit every marble step. He was glad to get inside and leave behind him the raining grounds and the intense moment they had just both shared. He wished for the rain to wash it and take it away with it.

Out of breath himself, Sirius found himself mirroring Pandorah's posture. He was a little bent over to one side, his right hand on his right knee, and his other hand forgotten by his side clasping Pandorah's smaller fingers. He stood there doubled over, catching his breath and trying to pull back some sense into his confused mind.

Siris looked at her as she spoke, straightening himself up a little and pushing a hand through his hair to push it away from his face. "We can't" he said, still a little breathless, as he combed his fingers through his long wet locks. "What I mean is, we can't go wet and dripping back to our common rooms" he said, his breath and voice steadying a little, "Someone would be bound to form a connection to how two students, namely you and me, were found dripping wet on the same night. " he said, nodding a little his head in confirmation to what he had just said," We would get into trouble" he finished.

Sirius shrugged his shoulders a little, hating the way the wet leather jacket sucked on his bare skin. "Come on, I have to get this thing off. " Sirius said, picking at one open flap of his jacket. He looked up at Pandorah"And you need to get a dry shirt, as I can clearly see all the pretty blue lacework " Sirius said, grinning a little at the end of his words.

" I know the right place. Let's go to the room of requirement"

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS COMPLETE
FEATURING PAN AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 993
NOTES RARR
LYRICS?
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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