❝ i stay up all night ,
tell myself i'm alright ,
baby you're just harder
to see than most .
i put the record on ,
wait till i hear our song ,
every night i'm dancing ,
with your ghost . ❞
SIRIUS BLACK FANFICTION
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THE MOTORBIKE WAS PARKED to the empty parking lot that showed the view of the moonlight shining down on the waters of the lake. it was really not that different, when it comes to the natures of muggles to the wizarding world; except for some, atleast. you were seated right behind sirius, hearing some music he conjured up to his bike. it was toploader; a muggle band he was fond of. you two sat slightly by side view, facing each other as he made the motor stable enough as if it were chairs.
sirius was holding in about three sheets of temporary tattoes that he kept with him. you looked over to him, cocking an eye brow when you saw what it was. you expect sirius to get these things, but in the middle of the after party of dusk? in a date with you? not really much of a thought on that.
"butterfly, rosebud, or star, love?" he whispered, showing it to you with a small smile etched on his face. you shrugged your shoulders, shaking your head yet returning the lovely smile back to him. you didn't know that it was for you, it was a great surprise.
"you choose." you suggested softly, looking down on them with admiration as if you had sparkles in your eyes when you saw them.
Everybody's dancin' in the moonlight
the music toploader fades from the background, changing to mandy moore's "it's gonna be love" a song you piqued interest to and listened to time to time. sirius black holds up his choice with an infamous toothy grin, winking at you playfully. "butterfly."
you nodded, smiling at his pick. "mmkay."
you two laughed quietly, eyes never leaving each other's until he cleared his throat and averted his gaze, looking back at the sheet that held the butterfly as you did the same.
"so... where do you want it?" he asked.
"mm...." you tap your chin, and look around yourself, until it settles on her left shoulder. it felt perfect placing it there. "right here."
you pull down your wooly cardigan that he gave, as well as your shirt slightly so that her shoulder is a bit exposed, then pull your hair back (if ever your long haired) . sirius watches you quietly, his darkened eyes going back and forth from her shoulder to your beautiful eyes. you then point at the spot on your shoulder where you want the black brother to put the butterfly tattoo.
The sooner you let two hearts beat together
"okay." he clenched his jaw, peeling the cellophane of the temporary tattoo off slowly. by the corner of his eyes, he could see your innocent smile that made his heart melt, stomach receiving the flutter of the butterflies itself.
