philophobia-the fear of falling in love
or becoming emotionally connected
to someone...
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This is a story you've heard before, passed down through generations, about a young girl and a young boy who utterly despise each other.
Then, somehow, t...
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xviii||love is irrelevant
Waking up to the sunlight seeping through the curtains, Maria groans quietly and rolls over only to feel someone next to her. She ignores it thinking it's probably just Clarissa — probably fell asleep after talking all night — and keeps her eyes closed softly. Last nights events flood her brain, what she can remember anyway, and she sighs loudly, feeling the pounding at her skull already. She moves her hand up and places it on her forehead, elbowing Clarissa in the process when a strangely manly groan sounds from next to her.
The Potter's eyes shoot open and she looks left and sees Sirius Orion Black lay next to her, shirtless. She screams and pulls the covers over herself — who's thankfully wearing a Gryffindor quidditch jumper — scrambling back and almost falling off the bed.
"Eugh—too loud." Sirius grumbles as he slowly opens his eyes and looks at Maria before smirking. "Hi."
"Oh, my god!" Maria breathes, running a hand through her dark hair. "We didn't. . ?"
"No, of course not." Sirius says with a scoff and a shake of his head making Maria let out a sigh of relief. "I would never do that to you."
"What? Sleep with me?"
"We did technically sleep together."
"Sirius."
"Okay, okay." Sirius holds his hands up in defence. "I would definitely sleep with you, however, I wouldn't — even drunk out of my mind — take something so important to you."
Maria sighs and falls forwards, letting her forehead rest on his bare chest that's moving up and down peacefully and Sirius smiles softly and traces circles on her arm. Maria thinks back to the previous night, dancing with Remus and chatting with the girls, seeing Regulus kissing Rebecca Barnes and then recklessly going to kiss his brother.
"Shit." Maria whispers to herself and Sirius rolls his eyes, sitting up which forces her to sit up. He grabs her shoulders and makes her look at him, a smirk gracing his lips.
"I know you kissed me because of Regulus." Sirius states and Maria raises her eyebrows. "I do notice stuff y'know. But that's besides the point—"
"Sirius, it was a bitchy thing to do, I know but—"
"And I would've done it too." Sirius grins before leaning down seductively. "Besides, you're a pretty good kisser, Maria Potter."
Maria smiles slightly, dodging his kiss and making him laugh before she stands up from the crimson sheets and sees that neither Danielle or Clarissa are in the dormitory yet there is a note stuck to Maria's favourite muggle book.
