Never before had your eyes rolled so much. Sirius Black was insufferable; sometimes you wondered how you'd ever befriended him or any of his friends when all he did was annoy the life out of you. There was a little celebration in the Common Room celebrating the Gryffindor quidditch team's win against Slytherin earlier in the day. Someone had gotten Fire Whiskey into the room and several of your fellow Gryffindor's were fairly tipsy, including Sirius Black.

He lounged on the arm of the sofa you were sat on, as though it was a chaise made solely for him to lie on and be stared at by his adoring fans that he believed he had. His dark hair was a tousled mess upon his head as he attempted to wink at you but due to the amount of alcohol, he had consumed it looked far more like a blink.

"Come on sweetheart," he grinned, attempting to grab your hand but instead attempting to grip the air.

"Leave me alone," you repeated wishing that one of his friends would drag him away so that you could have a moment of peace.

Alas there was no such luck. You could see James in a similar position to his best friend however chatting the ear off of Lily who looked equally bored and annoyed by the occurrence as you were. You couldn't see where Peter and Remus had gone off to, but you did hope they'd reappear to take Sirius to bed as he clearly needed the rest.

"You don't want that," he smiled cheerily, leaning closer to you.

You did your best not to gag at the strong smell of alcohol coming from his mouth as he breathed heavily in your face.

"Believe me I do," you sighed, raising your drink to your lips.

Sirius let out a giggle, that if he were sober, he'd have never had made as he leaned in towards your ear. In a stage whisper he said, "How about we go somewhere private sweetheart?"

Once again, your eyes rolled, wondering when his flirting would finally die down. It was rather infuriating, and you didn't care for him as anything more than a friend, which he knew but you were certain the flirting was more to annoy you than because he was interested in you.

"How about you leave me alone, sweetheart?" You retorted, standing up from the sofa, moving to integrate into the crowd so that Sirius would quickly be confused by the people and leave you be.

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