The Portrait of the Fat Lady

Sirius held his breath as Katie's skirt rose just the slightest, her flat stomach exposed. He'd almost forgotten how amazing her body must be, so well toned from quidditch. Shit. He really shouldn't think about that right now, no he shouldn't, because sleeping with Katie would be a BAD idea, a bad one, yes, a very bad one that one imagines would be totally awesome. He tore his eyes away, and stared determinedly at the wall behind her... after sneaking one last glimpse. "Right. Hot. Of course it's hot, I'm here, aren't I?"

"You...? No. I think its the weather outside actually..." She reached up and unbuttoned to top few buttons on her shirt, "Aren't you hot?" She teased, before reaching forwards and unbuttoning a few of his top buttons. "Much better aye?" She licked her lips nervously, not really believing how far she was taking this. But she was not giving in.

Sirius nibbled on his lower lip, debating just how dire the consequences would be if he DID sleep with her. He loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt a bit more, winking at her. "Better indeed," he said, eying her full breasts that were now slightly exposed.

[Katie then stripped down and danced around Sirius naked]

This plan was back firing. Badly. She had been trying to show him that he could not resist her. Not the other way round. She bit her lip, trying to think of more ways to show him that he was definatly attracted to her, and could nto resist. She reached up, put her arms round his neck and leaned in so she was only centimentres away. Then suddenly pulled away, his tie in her hand.

Sirius held his breath again as she leaned in and pulled his tie off, but shook it off. No. He wouldn't. Bad. He wouldn't risk losing her friendship. "Stealing my clothing, are you? Is this a ploy to get me naked, or should I just let you do my laundry so you can wallow in the scent of Sirius all day long?"

Katie was beginning to get frustrated now. "Get you naked? No... All I'd need to do is ask, and you know that!" She winked at him. "And your laundry? I'd rather bit off my own arm. I've seen your room, and the laundry in there..." She leant forwards to whisper in his ear, "Not pretty". She pulled away and smirked at him.

Sirius laughed. "That's why I need you! To do it for me! I'M A MANLY MAN I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO LAUNDRY!"

[RACHEL I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT THAT PICTURE RIGHT BEFORE YOU POSTED IT HAHAHAHAHHA -is reading her porn for women book-]

"Ahhhhhh..." She smiled brightly stepping away, and doing up her shirt, "So you need me? I guess I will take what I can." It wasn't resisting, it was needing. She picked up her jumper ready to put it back on.

Sirius chuckled. "Damn right, I need a woman! Oh, where would I be, without such a kind soul as yourself to take pity on me? I can't take care of myself! What would I do, without Katie Bell to make me sandwiches and wash my boxers?"

"Woah there! Make you what? And wash you whats? Nu uh. I did not sign up for that. That was not on the bestfriend contract thank you very much!" Katie backed away hands up.

Sirius grins and plants another kiss on her cheek. "BUT OF COURSE IT IS! You signed that contract ages ago. Big bold letters. Must make perfect sandwiches, and make sure clothes are clean and neatly folded only to be strewn about the room two minutes later."

Katie ducked away from Sirius lips, "No way! Firstly, I am not cleaning your clothes. I would die from what ever diease you are carrying these days. And second, why would I clean them just to have you thhrow them all over the floor?"

"Because you adore me, of course," he said with a wink, sweeping her into his arms and holding her head in place by her chin, kissing her right on the nose. "And I am not diseased!"

"Are you sure, because if you are I would like to know now so I can go disinfect myself" She mumbled into his chest. She loved the feeling of her arms around her, yet it made her wonder, what was this? Where was it going? She darn't ask in fear of ruining everything.

Sirius laughed again, running a hand through her hair. "I promise, really," he said softly, holding her close.

Katie stayed there contdent for a long time, untill a tohught suddenly popped into her head, "Uh... Sirius," She pulled her head back to look at him, "You are wearing a tux to Prom aren't you?" She asked. Knowing him he was going to go naked.

Sirius burst out laughing, knowing what she was thinking. "Yes, Katie. I have a sexy tux picked out, just for you. What color is your dress, by the way? I need to pick out a corsage."

Katie dropped her head, "Oh thank God. I was expecting you to go Naked, or dressed as a Lion or something. It is white." She smiled, finally feeling good about her dress. "A corsage? Very American. I like it!"

"OH MY GOD I REALLY WANT TO GO AS A LION NOW HOW AWESOME WOULD THAT BE?! ROAAR!" Sirius runs down the hallway roaring, the circles back to Katie to laugh at the look on her face. "I'm only joking, babe. White will look wonderful on you."

Katie literally facepalmed, "The thing is, if you hadn't already told me you had a tux, I would be pretty sure you were going to go as a Lion actually. And yes you would look awesome as a Lion Sirius"

"... You know, I'm reconsidering this whole tux thing. I could be the Gryffindor mascot!"

"You know what, go for it... I don't mind. You will look fantastic ether way I'm sure. Plus this way your head with be covered." Katie decided reverse Psychology was the way to go here.

Sirius looks affronted. "And cover my pretty face? Why, that would be a travesty!"