An April Fool to Remember

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Seems like Loki has targeted us as his victims for this year's April Fool trick, and the boundry between universes has melted away! We discover how life may have been if things had been different; we see other versions of ourselves; we meet people we never thought we'd actually get to chat with ;)

communiquills and hex_files are all mixed together! Have at it

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[_tartantabby_]

*sighs and settles into a chair on the outskirts of the room*
I suppose someone has to be responsible and keep an eye out on Weasley at least, as this probably his fault. Or- Potter and Black. Or Merlin help us all if they're working together.

*crosses her legs, showing a flash of tall black leather boots then opens a small metal cigarette case and slips the black clove cigarette into her mouth*
*raises an eyebrow at the room, waiting to see if someone will offer her a light*

[grim_smile]

*appears from the side and flicks open a heavy silver lighter, holding it out towards her cigarette, flame dancing in the slight breeze caused as people move about the room*

[_tartantabby_]

*raises one eyebrow at his appearance then leans forward to light her cigarette*
*takes a slow drag and blows the smoke aside then offers the open case to him*
They're cloves, if you are so inclined.

[grim_smile]

*takes one as his answer, tapping it delicately against his lighter before opening it again and touching the flame to the tip of his own cigarette*

The lady has exotic taste.

[_tartantabby_]

*looks over him easily*
Aye. Perhaps. But you don't seem to mind?

[grim_smile]

*brows rise slightly, but his expression remains neutral as he takes a drag, the spicy smoke curling out of his nose as he exhales*

No, I've no objections.

*looks her over*
It's Minerva, yes?

[_tartantabby_]

*nods and offers her hand with an amused smile
It is. Shall I bother asking what gave me away?

*studies his face for a moment*
*definitively*
Sirius.

[grim_smile]

*takes it firmly, then bows over it, still keeping her gaze, the manoeuvre given a certain irony with the cigarette hanging from his bottom lip*

*gestures to her with the cigarette in hand*
Your hair. *tiny slip of a smile, quickly gone* Your expression. *takes a quick drag, tone off-hand* Your bearing.
Who else would you be?

*vague, but pleased smile*
Yes.
*brief flash of teeth*
What gave me away?

[_tartantabby_]

*chuckles quietly at he bows over it then she gestures to the chair next to her*
You needn't sit if you'd rather stand, but the chair is there to be used if you are so inclined.

*pulls from the cigarette softly then blows the smoke to the side*
*amused*
And my accent perhaps?

*lips curve faintly*
Your hair. Your expression. Your bearing?
*shakes her head*
Actually, the last of those is true but it's your eyes. They're Black eyes.

[grim_smile]

*settles neatly into the chair*

*lips quirk*
Perhaps - though I knew you before you'd ever opened your mouth.

*inclines his head at her gentle mocking*
*slow smile, looking down at his cigarette*
*murmurs*
Black eyes.
*eyes flick to her, pulling on his cigarette as he watches her steadily, penetratingly*

[_tartantabby_]

*eyebrow raises*
I shall take that as a compliment then, Mr Black. Or would you prefer Sirius?

*watches his smile then nods*
Indeed.
*sits back to let him look over her, deliberately recrossing her legs so her boots show*
And just what do you see then?

[grim_smile]

*smoke curls from the end of his cigarette and he taps the end off in the ashtray off to the side*
Sirius is fine. They only call me Mr Black at work.
And for you? I do hope you wouldn't expect me to call you 'Professor', but of course, it's what the lady wishes. *smirks, pulling on his fag*

*watches the slip of her legs, unabashedly admiring the subtle shine of the boots as well as the long-muscled curves of her calves*
I see an attractive woman with interesting taste in cigarettes sitting in a chair by herself. It begs a question.

[_tartantabby_]

*nods once*
Sirius it is then. Where do you work, if I may enquire?
*laughs softly*
No. Certainly not. I merely prefer not to assume familiarity with me I have only just met.

*one eyebrow raises at this and she releases a curl of smoke to one side, tapping out ash on a conveniently glass*
What question is that, Sirius?

[grim_smile]

*inclines his head*
At the Ministry. *blankly pleasant smile*
*lips twitch*
Then it will be Minerva. You must admit *sweeping gesture to indicate the room* this is an odd situation. We know each other, and yet we don't. It's curious at the very least.

*pulls on the cigarette as she speaks*
Does she wish to be alone, or is she waiting for someone?

[_tartantabby_]

*wryly*
Let me guess... *considers him* Either an Unspeakable or a Hit Wizard?

*nods*
So it is. I can say already that you are considerably different than the Sirius I know.

*chuckles*
The answer is neither. She doesn't wish to be alone but she is not waiting for a specific someone.

[grim_smile]

*takes another drag*
Those are very good guesses. *small, secret smile*
One might even be the right one. *smile spreads a little*

Mm. I imagine I am. *leans forward to catch a look at Sirius, holding court*
*shakes his head, blowing out smoke* He's a bit... flamboyant, isn't he?

*lips curve in a genuine smile*
I see. A lady, shrouded in mystery, and very tall boots.

OMG, he's TEASING her? I didn't know he was capable of that. *boggles* XD