Trembling: Sirius 100.1, 34
Title: Trembling
Author: lcviolin07
Rating: G
Prompt Set: 100.1
Prompt: 34, Tremble
Word Count: 990
Summary: Question Game Chapter 4. Meghan and Sirius meet again in the common room late at night.
AN: I only own Meghan Ross. All familiar belong to J.K. Rowling.
Question Game Chapter 4:
Trembling
Meghan sat in the common room for the twelfth night in a row, watching the flames slowly die down. She let her mind wander, seeing shapes form in the flames. Her thoughts wandered to her studies, and how she was going to do on her O.W.L.s. From her O.W.L.s, she found herself thinking about Sirius. He was so damn handsome and those eyes!
“Hi Meggie,” said a voice quietly from behind her.
Meghan smiled as she recognized the voice. She spun around in her favorite armchair, meeting his eyes. “Well good evening Mr. Black. What brings you to the common room at this late hour?”
“Ah, I couldn’t sleep. But I should ask you the same question. Why are you up so late?” Sirius pulled a chair close to hers and sat down in it.
“Same reason,” she leaned back against the chair and closed her eyes.
The two sat in silence for several moments; Meghan relaxing with her eyes closed and Sirius watching the shadows flicker against the wall in the firelight.
“Meggie,” asked Sirius, sitting forward on his chair.
Meghan sighed, her eyes still closed. “I thought I asked you not to call me that?”
He laughed, “You did. But seriously.” He moved to the front of the chair. “What are we?”
Her eyes opened and she sat forward in her chair. “What do you mean?”
“What are we? We talk and flirt occasionally late at night. During the day, we barely give each other the time of day. I haven’t dated anyone in two months, which is definitely strange for me.” He ran his hand through his hair out of nervous habit. “What are we?”
Meghan shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know,” she whispered and turned away from him. “What do you want us to be?” She spoke softly, so softly in fact she wasn’t even sure if he heard her. Risking a glance back at him, she saw he had resumed staring back at the fireplace.
After a few minutes of excruciating silence, she cleared her throat. “Well I think I’m going up to the dormitories.” She moved to stand but Sirius rested his hand on hers.
“Please don’t go. I don’t know why, but you relax me. Just having you around relaxes me.” His eyes pleaded with her and Meghan couldn’t help sitting back in her chair.
“You didn’t answer my question,” she said, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.
“I know. I don’t know what I want us to be.” He stood and sat on the coffee table in front of her.
Meghan followed him closely, watching him take her hands in his. “Do you know what I want,” he asked softly and Meghan shook her head. “I want to know what you’re thinking. I want to be able to come up to you in the halls and talk to you. I want to know that we’re friends, not just late at night, but during the day.” His voice was low and smooth, silky even.
“I…” Meghan started, but was unable to finish her sentence. She looked up and stared into his piercing grey eyes. His hands felt warm on hers and he was so close, she could still smell the remnants of his aftershave; it smelt strong, exactly like she thought he would smell.
“Why are you trembling Meggie,” Sirius asked, smiling slyly.
“I…I’m not,” she managed to stutter. “W…why would you say that?” Get a grip Meghan! This is Sirius Black, playboy of Hogwarts. You can NOT get involved with him!
“Well, your arm is shaking. Haven’t you noticed?” He smirked at her.
“I…I hadn’t really,” Meghan said, standing up and walking towards the fireplace. She smiled at herself. “Why were you noticing my arm shaking?”
“Well Meggie, it was kind of hard not to notice.” He rose out of the chair and walked to where she was standing. “Well Meghan? Why?”
“You…you were awfully close.” She looked everywhere but in his eyes; at the ceiling, the walls, the bookshelf across the room.
“Do you have a problem with me being close to you,” he asked with his voice still low and silky.
Meghan shook her head slowly. “N…no.”
Sirius took her hands in his again. “I didn’t think so.”
She felt her body begin trembling again and saw him smile, knowing the effect he had on her. Meghan forced her eyes upward, meeting his. She watched him lean in slowly and Meghan felt herself lean forward as well. It was agony; the closer their lips got, the slower they moved.
“Hey mate, what are you doing down here this late,” called a voice from the stairs.
“Bloody hell,” Sirius whispered and he dropped Meghan’s hands and pulled back quickly. He turned around to see James standing on the stairs rubbing his eyes. “Nothing James. I was just clearing my head before bed. I’ll be back up in a minute.” When he turned back to Meghan, she was gone and all he caught was the trail of her blanket as she ran up the girl’s stairs.
He ran to the stairs and put his hand on the railing, but stopped. You can’t go up mate; you’ll come sliding back down. “Meghan,” he called softly, but to no answer.
Sirius grinned as he made his way up the stairs to the boy’s dorms. I almost kissed her, and she was going to let me. Bloody hell James, you have perfect timing.
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Meghan felt her heartbeat slow and her breathing return to normal. She quickly slipped away from Sirius and grabbed her book off the table. Running up the stairs to the girl’s dormitory, she collapsed onto her bed and closed her eyes. She listened to the soft snoring of her dorm mates and let her mind relive the previous few minutes. He was going to kiss me! And I was going to let him! Damn that James Potter!
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