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carved into the flesh of his hand. The wound had only just healed, and he was happy to
see it had not left a permanent scar.
"Just a bunch of typical drama," he lied. "Nothing to worry about, love. I'm fine."
"Sirius? Please don't hide things from me."
"It's just pureblood shit, Mia. My parents are apparently getting ready to plan out
my whole future, wife and all." He laughed dryly and then smiled when he felt her growl
in response to the news. "Don't worry, if they set up an arranged marriage, I'll just elope
with James. That'll teach them."
"I'm sorry about your family."
"Can we not talk about them anymore?" Sirius asked, cuddling back into her side.
"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"
Sirius tilted his head up and winked at her. "Anything?"
She rolled her eyes in reply.
"Well, since apparently my ideas are all off the table.. ."
"How many ideas did you have?" she asked, looking scandalised.
"About you, kitten?" He gave a teasing grin. "About six hundred and forty-three."
Mia laughed but still shoved him. "Get off my lap, immediately."
Sirius gripped his arms around her waist tightly, refusing to be pried away from her.
"No, it's my lap! I'll behave!"
"You don't know how!"
"Then join me and start misbehaving!"
"Fine!"
He let go and sat up quickly, looking at her with wide eyes. "What?"
"Not that." Mia rolled her eyes. "I mean, I figured out how to cheer you up. You
say Regulus has been a prat?"
"Prick. I said prick," Sirius clarified.
"Whatever. How would you like it if I help you prank your brother?"
Sirius felt himself light up like a Christmas tree. She wanted to prank with him. She
wanted to prank his brother. He very briefly wondered if he could figure out how to
transfigure diamonds for her. "Really?"
She shrugged, suddenly looking nervous. "Maybe just once."