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"Come on, Lily, just say it," demanded Angelica as she layered a clear coat of nail polish over Lily's maroon toenails.
"I'll say it if you do," sung Lily as she wriggled her toes.
"Hold still!" warned Angelica, before sighing, "Fine then. We'll both admit it at the same time."
With a broad grin, the redhead began to countdown. "3...2...1"
Except, when she reached one both of them remained silent and stared at each other in betrayal.
"Maybe we should become like James and Sirius and make a blood promise," suggested Lily, with raised eyebrows.
"No no!" Angelica straightened up and pointed at her friend. "You listen to me. We will both admit it at one and if we don't—"
"If we don't," interjected Lily, holding out her hand. "We have to go and say it to their faces."
"That's a bit far-flung," commented Angelica, before shrugging and shaking Lily's hand. "But I'll bite."
"Okay seriously now," teased Lily, making Angelica roll her eyes. "3...2...1"
"I fancy James." "I might fancy Sirius."
"Might?!" exclaimed Lily.
"Okay, okay, I do."
They had nearly an entire second of silence before they burst into maniacal laughter that had them dropping onto the floor and clutching their stomachs.
"There is something wrong with us," wheezed Angelica, as she stared up at the ceiling.
"Definitely. We- smart, beautiful, amazing girls- happen to fancy the two most arrogant, annoying, obnoxious, imbecile-like toerags Hogwarts has ever seen!"
"Don't forget hot," added Angelica.
Lily groaned before mumbling. "Yes, that too."
Then she sat up and poked Angelica. "Dare I ask what color we're painting your nails?"
With a grin, Angelica grabbed the darkest shade of black from the lot and tossed it at Lily.
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A mutual agreement had passed among the four of them to use the Friday night before Remus and Peter arrived to fulfill the blood promise Sirius and James had made to take them on dates before the year ended.
James had been so excitable that he had booked Angelica for 20 minutes every day in the week that passed to try on new outfits and attempt new hairstyles.
In her opinion, it was ridiculous.
But since she was freeloading off him and ate nearly every meal with his family, she gave in and spent 20 minutes a day arguing about whether turquoise or teal would match him better.
All that fuss landed him in jeans and a black button-down shirt and his hair was left as messy as ever.
It was the most fitting because that was the getup that Lily liked best.
As the afternoon grew late, James swooped into the lounge to get his Lily Flower.
Angelica's not-so-subtle hints worked, and Lily wore her hair in a braid, and had a cute sundress on. It was perfect for their picnic.
James and Lily were off, and Angelica turned to Sirius.
Unluckily for her, it seemed Sirius did not confide in Lily as to where he wanted to take her, so she was left with an entire closet of possibilities to wear.
His black leather jacket, boots and wavy hair was his everyday attire, so she got no clues from that either.
"Where are we going?"
Sirius leaned back against the table. "I'm not telling you."
She looked down at herself. She was wearing wide pants and a blouse which had a bow below the neckline. Since Lily insisted on doing her hair and makeup, she'd managed to convince Angelica to leave her hair down, save for the two pieces she pulled back and tied with another bow.
"Am I appropriately dressed?" she asked him.
"You are beautiful, Angel."
He didn't actually answer her question and she would have pushed more if what he said hadn't begun replaying in her head.
She was beautiful. She knew it.
But every time he said it, it felt like he was saying it to more than what his eyes could see.
"Can I try something on you?" she asked hesitantly.
"Yeah."
"Okay." She pointed at the couch. "You sit."
As he walked to the couch, she went to the dresser and grabbed something.
Then she was walking to him and then she sat herself on his lap before readjusting until she was straddling him.
"Woah," smirked Sirius as he leaned back. "I didn't think you meant like this."
As he lifted his hands to her waist, she swatted them away. "It's not anything like what you have in mind. Come closer."
Sirius moved his face closer to hers and she placed her hand under his chin as she held up an eyeliner pencil.
"What? Are you going to gorge my eyes out?" he asked in confusion.
"No, I'm going to put some on for you."
"Okay."
"I'm just warning you," she said as she moved the pencil closer to his eye. "I'm not actually putting this inside your eye, and it usually doesn't hurt. So don't jerk your head otherwise it will hurt."
"You're scaring me," he murmured quietly.
Just as the pencil neared his waterline, he jerked away. "You're going to poke my eye with that thing!"
"No, I'm not. Just hold still."
He managed to hold still but with the awful way he kept twitching his eye, she pulled back and inhaled sharply. "I'm not going to hurt you!"
"You might just with that pointy thing!" he remarked.
She scoffed. "Weren't you just going on a couple months ago about how I could never hurt you?"
He poked his inner cheek with his tongue, before nodding and moving his face closer to hers again.
She moved the eyeliner forward and her eyebrows shot up when he didn't move or twitch or even make a sound. He just locked his eyes on hers and let her draw the black line over each of his waterlines.
Angelica pulled back and tilted his chin up as a smile of glee flashed over her lips.
"What?" he asked, looking at her with eyeliner lined eyes.
"You're the prettiest boy I have ever seen," she told him and as his lips began to twist into a smirk, she added on, "Too bad pretty boys aren't my type."
"I am exactly your type," he remarked, lifting his hands to her waist again.
Angelica looked into his eyes. His eyeliner lined eyes.
His hands were pressing into her waist.
They were a second away from locking lips and tearing each other's clothes off and for that reason, both of them looked away and got up from the couch.
"Shall we go?"
Sirius stood up and nodded. "Pick 1, 2 or 3."
"For what?"
"Just pick."
"1."
"Okay then, 1 it is." He moved forward and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Hold on tight."
And then, they disapparated.
When they landed at where their date location was meant to be, Angelica looked around. They were outside and it was already nighttime. She could make out a small building in the distance, but aside from that, they were on barren grass in the middle of nowhere.
"Where is this?" she asked, looking at him.
"This is option 1."
"What was 2 and 3?"
"Option 2 was this thing Lily recommended to me."
"What?"
"It's called a carnivore. No wait- cannibal?"
A frown etched between his brows as he searched through the depths of his mind to find the word, before he shook his head and said, "It's a funfair where Muggles go to have fun and it's apparently a popular place for dates."
"Okay, what was option 3?"
"And option 3 was to take you to this 5-star hotel downtown London and spend a steamy night practicing how to make a baby with you right up until sunrise."
"Can I change my choice?" asked Angelica.
Sirius laughed as he shook his head. "No."
He reached for her hands and immediately pulled the gloves off them and tossed them onto the floor.
"Those are pure leather. It was imported from Italy—"
"I don't care. Don't wear them around me."
Then he intertwined his fingers with hers and pulled her forward. "Let us go."
They walked forward in the direction of the building in the distance, and their entire path was lighted by an incredible number of stars in the night sky.
As they reached the building, Angelica noticed that the building was far too small to be a house and it was dome shaped.
Sirius dug into his pocket and pulled out the key and once he unlocked the door and pushed it open, he motioned for her to walk. "Ladies first."
As soon as Angelica walked in, she knew she chose the right option.
Charts of constellations and stars were stacked up along shelves, paintings and drawings of galaxies and planets lined the walls. There was clutter of telescopes, astrolabes, unfinished drawings. In the dead center of the room, there was a large telescope- even bigger than the ones at Hogwarts. It was as though she was standing in star heaven.
"Option 1," said Sirius, buzzing her out of her daze. "Taking you on a date with your 2 favorite creations, me and stars."
Although she desperately tried not to look at him to save herself from embarrassment, he walked into her line of view and said, "Although, I count as your first 2 favorite creations because I am also a star."
"If you're done with your monologue, can I touch all of this?"
He nodded. "It's ours for the night. Do with it as you wish."
Angelica let out a small sound of excitement as she bounced away from him right to the telescope in the center of the room.
Sirius pulled the wooden chair from the table and took a seat and while she spent the next hour gasping in awe and commenting every 2 minutes when she found a new constellation, he spent his time watching her.
It didn't matter how often or how much he looked at her, every single time, she left him at a loss for words. There never was anyone- nor would there ever be anyone- who ever made him feel the way she did.
"Come here, come here," she said, waving him over.
Sirius stood up and walked to her and she pointed at the telescope.
"Look at what I found."
He looked into the telescope. "Is that Mars?"
"What do you mean is that Mars? It's frigging Mars!"
"Sorry, is that frigging Mars?"
"Yes! I've spent the last hour trying to find it! Isn't she beautiful?"
Sirius sighed as he pulled back from the telescope and nodded. He'd spent the last hour watching her. She was beautiful.
He walked backwards and leaned against the table as she turned around and looked at him.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"This." She pointed around the room. "I like it."
"Do you like me?" he asked, as his lips twitched upwards.
"Not even a little bit," she replied jokingly.
She spun around and was about to go back to looking into the telescope when he took her hand and turned her around to face him.
"You like me a little bit," he said.
She shook her head.
"I'm not asking you; I'm telling you," he stated as he stepped even closer to her. "You like me a little bit."
She swallowed hard. "You're delusional."
"I heard you say it to Lily. You can say it to her, but not to me."
"What about you?" asked Angelica. "You're not saying it either."
"I think I've made it pretty obvious," he pointed out.
"By kissing me?" she looked up into his eyes. "Why do you keep kissing me, Sirius?"
"Do you think you can handle the answer, Angel?"
She immediately looked away from his eyes and shook her head. "I can't, so don't say it."
"I kiss you because I want to. I want to because I like you. There you go. As minimum as it can get."
Angelica's heart began to pound in her chest as he lifted her chin, so she looked into his eyes again. "You heard me? I like you, Angel. You're in my mind 24/7. What are you going to do about it?"
"What do you suppose I do about it?" she asked as her arms went up and snaked around his neck. "Maybe I should stay away from you."
"Maybe," he breathed, pulling her into him.
"Maybe I should try getting you out of my mind as well," she rasped.
He pulled her forward until they hit the table. "Maybe we keep pulling each other in accidentally."
Both of their breaths were as heavy as it could get, and she finally went up onto her tippytoes.
"Maybe we shouldn't kiss ever again," she hummed.
"Maybe—" he began, but whatever else he had to say drowned inside her mouth because their mouths locked in a kiss.
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A/N: I think I sucked at explaining Angelica's outfit but this is the vibes I was going for.