— As you were reading a book out below the shade of a tree in the Hogwarts courtyard on a sunny Saturday morning, a familiar face came to you, grinning mischievously.

It was Sirius, a Marauder. The annoying group, you say. Or thats what you would say — a mere few weeks ago— before you and Sirius begun dating.

..Your fellow Slytherins were not impressed, but you didn't care.

“Morning, mon amour.” he said winking at you. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes.