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     "My God, Padfoot, would you just stop talking about (Y/N) for one second?" I ask Sirius, frustrated.
     "Come off it..." he replied, dazed, still staring at the (H/C) hair of (Y/N).
     I sigh, but spot Lily walking towards us, and quickly ruffle my hair. I snatch the snitch out of my leather bag and let it go, showing off my quick reflexes.
     She scowls at me and walks towards (Y/N).

     Padfoot looks over at me.
     "What?"
     "She never told us she likes Lily!"
     "She told me. I hoped she could, you know, help me out," I say simply.
     Sirius groans. "She haaaaates me!" He whines, running a hand through his hair.
     "Hey! That's my thing," I frown, slapping his hand.
     "Here she comes."
     "With Lily."
     "Bloody hell, they could kill us with one jinx."
     "Calm down."
     "Try not to ask her out."
     "They're getting closer."
     "I think I'm gonna hurl."
     "It can wait. You don't want to embarrass yourself, mate."
     "What if I do something wrong?"
     "I guarantee it."
     "That wasn't the question."
     "Just answering the one you meant to say."

     "Hey boys!" (Y/N) plops down next to me, smiling at us.

     The transformation Sirius goes through is unbelievable. He turns from nervous and scared to cool, confident, and indifferent in a second.
     "Hello, Beautiful. Long time, no see. What do we owe this honor?" He pauses. "On, hey Lily."
     (Y/N) rolls her eyes.
     "Well, love?" He pushes.
     "We just came to say hello, Sirius, that's all," she spat at him. 
     "Woah, Beautiful. Take it easy, I was just asking a question," he laughs.
     "And quit calling me Beautiful!"
     "No can do, Miss (L/N), the damage is already done."
     "You're such a git." She growls.
     He puts a hand over his heart.
     "I'm wounded." He rolls his eyes.
     "Sirus Black."
     "Yes, beautiful?"
     "I've met may pricks in my life. But you sir, are a cactus."
     And with that, she storms off.

    Sirius whistles. "She's hot when she's angry." He stares after her.
     I chuckle. "Better luck next time, mate."

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