I saw a graphic, I got fluffy feels — and then this happened. Enjoy!

Sometimes when he was alone and took a deep breath, he could still smell peppermint. It would send chills up and down his skin, goosebumps rising in its wake, and he’d take another long, soothing breath and sigh as the fresh mint scent coated every sense and left a smile crookedly on his face. In those moments his hands would itch to touch her, reach out and grab her around the hips before burying his face in her hair, and then the smell would stain him for days.

He opened his eyes and stared across the common room, his mates around him talking about something and James continuously smacking him with balls of parchment as he drifted in and out of daydreaming. Grey eyes searched the room, squinting as the bright afternoon sunlight burned and he shut them again to keep it out. She wasn’t back yet, her afternoon out with the girls leaving him anxious and chomping at the bit to be near her again, but he did his best to wait.

“Are you going to actually pay attention at any point, or are you just going to lay there?” Remus kicked out at his foot, knocking his leg down from the table and making him groan in response. “I’ll take that as a ‘no’.”

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(Or, subtitled: Mary MacDonald’s terrible sex advice)

Sleeping on the sofa late one night, Gemma hadn’t realized Sirius had come back from his detention until a warm kiss landed on her lips and it stirred her awake. Blinking her eyes slowly open, she smiled up at him and moved so he could sit down and laid her legs across his lap. She barely made out that he was talking to James and Remus, who were still up studying, as she closed her eyes again and listened to them.

“Tomorrow’s my final night of detention, mates – we have to celebrate,” Sirius yawned, Gemma peeking again to see him messing with the piercing in his left ear, “What should we do? Streak throughout the Great Hall? Have a late night party in the Forbidden Forest? Get drunk off our arses?”

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The library had suddenly become a lot more interesting to Sirius since they’d arrived back at Hogwarts after the holidays. His feet always seemed to find entertainment easily, kicking and running along soft, warm legs that sat across from him. He loved the blush he got across freckled cheeks and even enjoyed the numerous balls of paper that hit him in the face when she got distracted. Gemma might’ve been cursing him every chance she got for distracting her, but he wasn’t about to give up so easily. He’d been on his best behavior tonight though, and noticed her close to the end of her parchment as he pretended to finish reading his book.

“I don’t like runes right now, I swear to bloody Merlin I want to just give up this course and tell Dumbledore to stuff it.” Gemma pouted as she threw down her quill, blue eyes looking over at him finally as he smirked and shrugged his shoulders. “Stop smirking, you arse.”

“What did I do?”

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Okay guys, here’s the dealio. 

I have another blog, I’ve had it for a few months dealing with stuff, etc., don’t really want to get into the nitty gritty as to why, BUT, I figured I’d pass this along. 

It’s mostly a fandom blog, centered mostly around Avatar: The Last Airbender and Legend of Korra. I still post HP stuff there, and anime, and movies, and comic books, etc. SO, if you want to follow me where I’m actually active

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I’ll mostly be using Nikonbee as a place to update Black Alley fanfic and possibly personal things I’d rather post here rather than there now that this blog is so much quieter for me. 

Just wanted to give the heads up <3