Chasing The Stars | Marauders | Sirius Black

38 ~ Cut The Shit Pete

"So that's why every time I see Puff with Cameron I smile like that weird Ravenclaw called Lockhart" Sirius finished, he was lying on his bed looking up to the ceiling and venting all of his feelings to Peter. The small boy nodded,

"So you don't actually like Puff being in a relationship?" he asked and Sirius crossed his arms,

"Not one fucking bit, but I'd rather be her friend whilst she has another boyfriend than have her not speaking to me" he said with a sigh, "Oh the sacrifices we make for love". Sirius went back to frowning at the ceiling but Peter had frozen,

"Love?" he repeated with a sly grin and Sirius turned to look at him, his eyes wide,

"Wha- Love? Pssh, I didn't say that" he said, laughing nervously and running a hand through his hair. Peter's grin widened,

"Yes you did! You love her!" Peter stood up and did a little dance before running out of the room. Sirius jumped up as well and chased him out of the dorm,

"Peter, you utter a word and you're a dead man!" he shouted as he sprinted after the boy,

"Try and stop me Padfoot!" he shrieked, "Siri loves Ellie! Siri loves-" Peter's chanting stopped abruptly and Sirius finally caught up with him,

"Aha! Got you, you little-" Sirius stopped too and released his grip on Peter, "Why hello there Professor" he said as charmingly as he could. Minerva McGonagall crossed her arms and Remus, Eloise and James all giggled from behind her, even Lily had a small smile on her face at Sirius' attempts to seem innocent.

"If you two have finished with your roughhousing" she said sternly, "I have come to escort you all to detention".

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The six of them were in the trophy room, following the Transfiguration teacher's strict instructions on how they were to go about their detention,

"You must clean all of the trophies in this room before the detention is over" she peered at them fiercely, "Without magic". They were all knuckling down and polishing the prizes, Eloise and Sirius were in one corner, working on the Quidditch prizes when Eloise decided to talk to him about what had happened in the Common Room,

"So what were you and Peter talking about earlier?" she asked and she saw Sirius stop cleaning out of the corner of her eye,

"Nothing!" he said quickly, "Why? What did you hear?"

"Nothing, jheez Pads, calm down! I was just curious". Sirius sighed in relief and returned to polishing the plaque in front of him,

"So.." he began, "Are you happy in your relationship with Milton then" he asked, trying to act casual.

"Yeah, it's...nice" Eloise sneaked a glance at him and caught a slight frown on his face at her reply, when he saw her looking at him, he dropped the frown and plastered a large grin on his face,

"Well that's just fantastic!"

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"What did Padfoot talk to you about earlier?" Peter looked up from the floor he was scrubbing to see Eloise stood with her arms crossed and a determined look on her face. The small, blonde boy swallowed nervously and stuttered out a response,

"I-I don't kn-know what you're-"

"Cut the shit Pete" Eloise said, crouching down to his level, "I know he spoke to you, and it's in our best interests to tell me" she tilted her head and Peter sighed,

"Fine" he gave in and looked around to see if anyone was listening, "he was telling me about how he had to pretend to be supportive around you and Cameron because he didn't want to lose you". Eloise fell back onto her knees and thought about what Peter had told her, that's why he was acting so strange she thought.

"Thanks Wormy" she said cheerily, a big contrast to her mood when she was interrogating him. She kissed him on the cheek briefly and walked off, returning to her post next to Sirius.

Eloise was about to tell Sirius that she knew about his act when he spoke first,

"Hey Lou, I have a theory"

"Oh Merlin, now I'm scared"

"You know Dumbledore's uncanny obsession with socks?"

"Why yes"

"I wonder how many people can say they've seen aforementioned socks"

"Very few I expect Padfoot"

"I bet I could get him to show me his socks" Eloise laughed out loud at Sirius' words,

"Is this seriously what you think about?" she giggled, "That's so weird! Besides, he'd definitely show me his socks before you" Eloise winked at Sirius as he gasped theatrically,

"BULLSHIT!" he exclaimed and threw his rag on the floor, "Why would he show you first?"

"He just would, don't worry Siri, it's probably nothing personal"

"Well I want to put this to the test" Sirius crossed his arms, "I, Sirius Orion Black III, bet you, Eloise/Isabelle Gemina Potter that Albus Percival Wulfric....what was his other name again?" he trailed off and put his hand on his chin in thought,

"Brian"

"BRIAN! I, Sirius Orion Black III, bet you, Eloise/Isabelle Gemina Potter that Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore will show me his socks before you" he said and Eloise stuck a hand out for him to shake,

"It's a bet" she said, "But what happens when I win?" she asked with a smirk,

"If you win, which is very unlikely, I will...do anything you say for a week" he proposed and Eloise nodded,

"And is there a point in saying what happens if you win, seeing as you won't?"

"Yes! There is a point!" Sirius pointed at Eloise, "Because I will win, and when I do..." he paused and a sneaky grin took over his face, "you have to kiss me"

"I have to do what now?" Eloise raised her eyebrows,

"Why, are you scared you're gonna lose Potter?"

"No, no, I'll do it" she said, lifting her chin up, "But only because I'm going to win" she returned to her polishing but looked at Sirius over her shoulder, "Mark my words Black, you are not getting a kiss anytime soon."