Who: Sirius Black and Hannah Abbott
Where: Edinburgh Hilton, Edinburgh, Scotland
Summary: The perfect ending, to a perfectly interesting ending...
Hannah smiled lightly, gently caressing Siri’s neck and back as he lay slumped against her. She kissed his temple, his cheek, murmured sweet nothings into his ear. "Happy, darling?"
"Yes, very. Are you," he asked, nestling his head into the hollow of her neck as he tried to get his labored breathing under control. "You deserve to be happy."
Hannah thought for a second, then snuggled into him, still idly playing with the damp curls at the nape of his neck. "Yeah. I’m happy." She sighed, kissing his temple. "I really care about you, you know. I just… um, I just thought I should throw that out there."
Sirius smiled, kissing her neck lightly before pulling out, rolling onto his side so he could wrap his arms around her. "I care about you too, Hannah, a lot. And the kids too, just so you know."
Hannah grinned from ear to ear, rolling onto her side to face him. "Good," she said. "I’m glad. Because we absolutely adore you…" Letting him go to London is going to be harder than we thought, Han…
"Well, I'm glad then too…." Sirius let his words trail off, opting to study the girl instead, examining the look on her face. "What are you thinking about," he asked at last, reaching for the remote to click off the picture box that had been soundlessly playing the entire time.
The room was awash in blackness now, with no light except the faint glow from the window, and that was only because they'd left the curtains open. Sometimes it was easier to say things in the dark, when you didn't have to look someone directly in the face. "You look let down."
Hannah sighed again, angling her head toward him, her eyes closing. "Honestly? I was just thinking about how hard it’s going to be to let you go to London…" She smiled slightly, even though he couldn’t see it. "In case you haven’t noticed, Mr. Black, I fair dote on you."
Sirius slid his arm around her bare waist, pulling her closer. "Well…London might be good for us though, think of it that way. I'll pine away for you, and send you random gifts, and it'll make the weekends that much better."
"And the week days that much longer. And the time we do have together seem that much shorter…" She looked up, barely able to make out his outline in the dark. "Promise you wont forget me? And that we’ll have passionate, romantic weekends in exotic locales to make up for the time apart?"
"Of course we will! We'll go anywhere you like! I'll make it my personal duty to make sure you're disgustingly happy," Sirius said with a snort, rubbing her back idly with the palm of his hand. "It will certainly be different though, me being in London with Harry, and you and the kids being in Hogsmeade. I still haven't quite figured out how to tell him about you. I imagine that will be a bit odd."
"You don’t have to say anything quite yet," she said, arching her back against his hand. "I mean, everything’s so new… I’m sure he won’t blame you if you don’t mention names at first."
He nodded knowingly, considering her point, which actually made a fair bit of sense. "You're right…don't have to say anything…but he has the tendency to take things the wrong way. Bit annoying, really, but what can you do?" Sirius smiled then, placing a small kiss on Hannah's lips. "How long do you think we can get away with holing up in here?"
Hannah groaned and buried her face in his chest. "Not nearly long enough, my love. Let’s just stay here forever."
"I was thinking more like three days or so, but yeah, forever is fine with me," he said with a yawn, running his fingers through her hair.
Hannah giggled, stifling a yawn of her own. "Three days is good. I’ll see if a friend of mine can get the kids."
Sirius yawned again, stretching so that the bones in his back cracked sharply. "It sounds brilliant, and I vote we start with a bit of sleep. I'm worn out."
Hannah nodded, closing her eyes as she snuggled against him, curled on the pillow. "Sleep… is a good thing." She paused for a moment, biting her lip. "I’m going to be sore tomorrow, aren’t I?"
"Yes," Sirius said knowingly, kissing her on top of the head. "Yes, but it shouldn't last long. You probably bled a little to, but it shouldn't be anything to worry about."
She nodded, smiling. "Alright. I won’t worry then. A little bit of blood doesn’t scare me." She angled her head up, presenting her lips for a ‘good night kiss’.
Sirius offered said kiss, which was slow and sweet, and perfect for the situation, smiling against her lips. "Goodnight, love."