Sirius creeped down the stairs, as you were reading a recipe that was given to you by Remus Lupin. Remus had gotten the recipe from Dumbledore, himself. The recipe was supposed to be a secret, but.... It was a recipe for fudge. You wanted to make it for Sirius. For your boyfriend, for a surprise. You were looking for a tin opener, so you could open a can of condensed milk. You had all the supplies out, including the chocolate.

The only lights in the kitchen were from candles that were lit on the windowsill and counter, as it was close to midnight

You were just thinking about how Sirius would react if he saw the condensed milk, and you knew, he'd try to condense milk with his hands, or how he'd be curious on why you're not using magic to make it, and why you're doing it the "Muggle Way".

Your thoughts were cut short as Sirius made it to the bottom of the stairs to the last step with a small smile on his face, and you turned around to look at him. His arms were on the railing, and he was leaning against it gently.

"What are you doing?" You asked softly, yet a bit suspiciously.

"Nothing," He said, bouncing on his feet like a child. "What are you doing?"

"You're creeping," You said as he asked again what you were doing.

You asked once more what he was doing.

"I want to be involved. . ." He said innocently. He then, once again asked what you were doing.