Warning! This is part two of two, and it won't make sense unless you've read part one! This is also a lemon, so there's sexual content approaching...

House: Slytherin

 Christmas had been and gone, and seeing the way Sirius acted with Harry was heartwarming. Sirius cared so much for Harry, that much was obvious by the way he spoke about him and the many letters they sent each other so seeing them together just made me smile.

Sirius and I had grown closer until I finally realised that I harboured feelings for the man, which was terribly inconvenient given the fact I was living with him. I wasn't sure how he felt about me but he had definitely opened up to me about his past, his childhood and about the convictions that sent him to Azkaban. It seemed to me that he at least thought of me as a close friend otherwise he wouldn't of spoken about such personal things, but I hoped he saw me as more.

It was now nearing the end of gloomy January, everyone being back at Hogwarts, home or work leaving just Sirius and me at Grimmauld Place with a house-elf and a hippogriff. I had been trying to get his attention by wearing flattering clothes and doing my makeup each day, but either he was completely oblivious or he was just resisting as he showed no signs of interest which hurt. When I'd get up to my room to go to bed I'd find myself staring at my reflection in the mirror, wondering how I came to this. I'd usually be so care-free, thinking if a guy didn't like me for who I was then he wasn't worth it but with Sirius I was going out of my way to try and impress him, but nothing was working. "I'm pathetic," I muttered to myself, slipping out of the dress and tights I was wearing before clambering into bed.

The next morning I headed downstairs in my pyjamas to be pleasantly greeted with Sirius making a cooked breakfast. "Wow, what's the occasion?" I teased, him rarely being the one to make breakfast.

"You having a lie-in. It's 10:30, y'know," he said.

"I guess I needed the sleep," I shrugged, taking over from him before he burnt anything. "How many rations of bacon?"

"Three please," he said and I popped three in the pan. "Are those the pyjamas I got you for Christmas? They look cute on you."

I tried not to let my body go rigid at this unsuspected comment. After spending weeks trying to impress him in fancy dresses it was merely a pair of pyjamas patterned with dogs wearing Christmas hats that were enough for him to tell me I looked cute. "Thanks I guess," I said, trying to laugh casually. He too was just in a pair of sweatpants and a simple top, it being obvious that those were the clothes he slept in. From that point on we decided to have a bit of a pyjama day, there being nothing of importance that needed doing and no OoTP meeting to prepare for.

We had quite a lazy day: baking cupcakes, reading him one of my favourite books, me playing piano for him whilst he almost feel asleep on the chaise longue. In the evening we ended up having a couple of glasses of wine and were sat on the sofa in the drawing room, the large plate filled with cupcakes we'd made earlier sitting on the coffee table. We both had our legs up on the sofa, entangled in each others as the two of us spoke about anything that came to mind whilst eating the cupcakes and drinking the alcohol.

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw Sirius had gotten some icing around his mouth and he furrowed his eyebrows. "What?"

"You've made a mess!" I continued to laugh. "Here, let me," I etched closer to him and gently wiped his cheek with my thumb, not really aware of what I was doing. I proceeded to lick the icing off of my thumb, wondering why Sirius was staring at me with wide eyes. Suddenly he had his lips planted against mine in a passionate kiss, catching me completely off-guard and complete shock running through my body. Sirius persisted, his warm lips moving against mine until I found myself kissing back uncontrollably.

He moved so that he was laying on top of me, our lips still interlocked and only parting when we needed to breathe. I ran my fingers through his long luscious hair and pulled out the hair band that held the top half of it up in a ponytail. I had longed to run my hands through his hair, and he even let out a surprising groan when I did so.

He stayed on top of me, holding himself up by his elbows and our legs entangled as we began to get carried away. I felt a little hot, getting turned on by his actions. I was finding it a little difficult to believe that this was actually happening, but I didn't want to pinch myself in case it was a dream and I awoke.

Sirius' lips trailed from mine down to my neck, him immediately landing on my weak spot making me let out a loud moan. He kissed and sucked on that spot, making me feel even more excited and keen for more. I clutched onto his top tightly, wanting it off whilst he moved his hand to my breast and began massaging it.

Suddenly he pulled away and looked me deep in the eyes. I had a feeling he was asking for consent so I nodded, and that was all it took for him to stand up, grab my hand and drag me to his bedroom where he threw me onto his bed before crawling back over me and continuing from where we left off, only this time he had stripped himself of his top. "Sirius," I whispered as he undone the buttons on my pyjama top I was still wearing, revealing the fact I wasn't wearing a bra. A mischievous look appeared on his face before he latched his lips around one of my erect nipples, making me let out a yelp in surprise. With his hand he massaged the other one whilst I wrapped my arms around him tightly, my hands running through his silky hair.

I was letting out moan after moan as his attention switched to my other breast, sucking at it hard and undoubtedly leaving marks. I was so desperate for him down that I thought I could feel my womanhood dripping with anticipation. I could feel his erection pressed against my body, and I could only imagine how amazing he'd be.

His lips back on mine again, he sat me up and pulled my pyjama top off carelessly throwing it to the floor. I took this as my chance and rolled him over, kissing his torso and keeping my eyes locked with his as I went further down until I reached his sweatpants. I pulled them and his boxers down, revealing his member which made my womanhood twitch with anticipation. He stared lustfully as I pumped him a few times before wrapping my lips around the tip and gently lowering my mouth onto him.

To my satisfaction he grunted and dropped my name a few times as I continued to give him a blowjob, licking him and taking as much of him in my mouth as I could. It was difficult considering his size but I managed to, saliva leaking from my mouth as I did so. The tip of his dick was hitting the back of my throat and I was trying hard not to gag, but he pulled me off of him and turned me over so I was laid down. "My turn," he whispered in a husky voice as he pulled down my trousers and underwear leaving me naked. "You're so wet already," he scoffed, embarrassing me.

"S-shut up," I hissed but I couldn't stop the squeal as he thrusted his finger into my womanhood. It didn't take him long to add a second given how wet and eager I was, and as he did so I clutched onto the bedsheets, feeling beyond good. Breathy pants leaked from my mouth as he sped up, getting me closer to my orgasm but annoyingly he stopped. "Hey," I whined, looking up at him desperately.

"Now time for the main event," he said, lining his member up with my entrance. My heart was beating so fast I was scared he could hear it, but anticipation filled me as he pushed himself in.

I couldn't help but cry out his name loudly as he filled my womanhood with his large dick. It was almost too much, and I felt so close to cumming already. "Sirius!" I cried, breathing heavily as I couldn't believe how good it felt and he hadn't even started moving. He crashed his lips against mine as he was somehow still pushing his dick into me, stretching me out and making tears of pleasure come to my eyes.

When he started moving I knew that this was going to be the best I had ever had. With every thrust he hit my g-spot, him growling under his breath as he moved his hips perfectly making my mind go blank. I was completely under his control, having never expected it to feel quite as good as it did.

My nails dug into his back with every thrust, sexy grunts escaping from his mouth almost every time he thrusted. I stared at him, my vision slightly hazy but making out his gorgeous features, his stubble and long hair, his dark yet sparkling eyes and his enticing lips that I couldn't help but kiss. Our tongues touched almost immediately, his hand cupping my cheek gently which contrasted greatly with the rough thrusting down below.

"S-Sirius- I'm gonna- gonna-," I attempted to speak but it was impossible, the tip of his dick was knocking the wind out of me as was the fact he was kissing me so passionately.

"Me too," he growled against my lips.

"Inside," I begged and he pulled back to look at me, apparently shocked. "It's okay, I-I- ngh! I'm on contraception," I breathed and he nodded, thrusting even harder. Tears were leaking from my eyes as I was hit by my orgasm, Sirius prolonging it as he continued to thrust until he finally came. He released every drop inside of me making me twitch with pleasure as my orgasm finally died down leaving the two of us gasping for breath. "That was..."

"Amazing," he breathed, collapsing on top of me with his head on my chest. He had completely worn me out and I was right when I suspected it earlier: he was the best I had ever had.

- Timeskip -

The next morning I woke up feeling utterly satisfied. We were still in the same bed together but I decided to slip away and make him a full English breakfast. I was wondering what was going to be said between us, hoping that last night would spark a relationship between us. I was sure it would, after all he wouldn't of initiated last night if he didn't feel anything for me.

Still I wondered what to say but my thoughts were cut short when Sirius wandered into the kitchen. "Good morning," I said with a smile which he didn't return.

"Morning," he said simply, sitting down at the long wooden table. He seemed a little distant, particularly when I handed him his plate and sat in front of him. His attention was purely on his food and he didn't look up at me once. This treatment was already beginning to irritate me but I decided to keep a calm mind as I reached across the table to take his hand.

"Sirius, is everything okay?" I asked, him looking up at me for the first time that morning.

"Fine," he said a couple seconds later, snatching his hand back.

"You really don't seem fine," I said plainly but he remained quiet. "Sirius I was... wondering if, after last night I mean-,"

"Last night didn't happen," he suddenly said, catching me off-guard.

"What?"

"Forget about last night alright?" He sounded frustrated but I wasn't about to give up.

"But Sirius-,"

"No 'but's! Whatever you think, we can't be together alright?! Just forget about last night, alright?!"

My heart broke at his sudden shouting, and I hoped there'd be some form of regret on his features but there was none. Instead he just scoffed at me, standing up and leaving the room leaving most of his breakfast behind. I felt my lip begin to quiver as my heart ached, crumbling inside of me. His words were playing on repeat inside my head. I couldn't stop them, and what was worse was the fact I thought that we were going to become a couple, that we were going to be together. I thought, given that he initiated last night in the first place, that he at least felt something for me but I couldn't have been more wrong.

- Timeskip -

A few days had passed since Sirius' outburst, and I had managed to stay clear of him since. I knew it wasn't his fault he didn't feel the same way, but if he didn't feel the same way then he shouldn't of taken advantage of me like that and made me believe we had a chance. For the majority of the time I stayed in my room, but if our paths did ever cross I'd simply nod in acknowledgment and only speak if necessary. I needed time to try and forget about my feelings for him after all.

At that evenings OoTP meeting I remained quiet and instead focussed on listening to what Moody and the others had to announce. The meeting went on for an incredibly long time, and many coffees later it finally came to a close. Everyone was saying their goodbyes to people as they headed out of the kitchen door, leaving the house one by one so the street outside wasn't suddenly filled with a number of oddly dressed people.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay and help clear up?" Molly asked for the sixth time and I chuckled, shaking my head.

"Really Molly, it's okay. We'll manage, you and Arthur head home," I assured her and she finally nodded, Arthur taking her hand and leading her out the house. I started clearing the table, picking up as many mugs as I could and having to pass Sirius who was talking to Remus to get to the sink. I kept my head down but felt his eagle eyes on me which made me slightly uncomfortable.

Remus was the last to go, him patting Sirius' back and I heard Remus even wish him a 'good luck'. "Bye (y/n)!" He called out to me and I waved as I put more mugs in the hot soapy water. The silence that was left when Remus left was so thick it could be cut with a knife. I didn't know what to say but I felt as though I had to say something to show that we could still be civil.

"C-could you pass me the jug please?" I asked, swearing internally for stuttering. He'd made me such a mess: I used to be so confident and outgoing before he humiliated me. He went to reach for it, but just as he was about to hand it to me he pulled back.

"Look, (y/n), us not being together is for your own good alright?" He suddenly said making me freeze but look him in the eye.

"For my own good?" I questioned, feeling slightly insulted that he made that decision for me.

"Yes! You can't be with a wanted criminal (y/n), we can't be together and you'll be better off without me! You have no idea how much it pains me to say it because I've grown to like you, a lot, but we can't be together, not now-,"

"Wait, you have feelings for me too?!" I asked quickly, my voice having risen a little. "I don't understand Sirius, if you share my feelings then why can't we be together-,"

"Because there's a war going on (y/n)! We have duties we need to stick to, we can't get distracted when there's a war! It'd be too messy, too difficult-," He yelled but I interrupted him.

"This is exactly the time to be together! Because we're battling in a war! Because any day could be our last, and I'd rather die happy than heartbroken!" I yelled louder, my fists clenched and trying to stop the tears from coming to my eyes. There was a slightly shocked look on his face after I had said this, and I sighed. "But you don't even want to try. You don't even want to give happiness a chance... that's even if you do have feelings for me at all, and you're not jut humouring me. Either way, you don't even want to try."

Silence spread throughout the room as he stared at me. Mentally I decided that if he didn't say anything in the next five seconds I'd leave the room and head up to my own, and once those five seconds were up I scoffed. I pulled off the washing up gloves I was wearing, throwing them carelessly aside and deciding to leave him to it. Without a word I strolled past him but was shocked when he suddenly reached out for my wrist, stopping me from going anywhere.

"I'm sorry (y/n)," he whispered, his head down and his pain stricken expression being difficult to see due to his hair covering his face. "I'm so sorry, the last thing I want you to think is that I'm just humouring you... I do love you, I swear," his words hit me directly in the chest. "I- I want to give happiness a chance," he looks up at me and I thought I saw a slight tear in his eyes. "It's just been so difficult for me since I got out, it's almost like I've just been living in a constant war against You-Know-Who. Before I was sent to Azkaban I was too care-free, it's my fault James and Lily were killed and I guess I'm just scared of getting close to anyone in case it happens again..."

He seemed genuinely confused and upset, him still blaming himself for the death of his two friends all those years ago. "Sirius," I whispered, catching his attention. "You cannot keep blaming yourself, and you cannot keep yourself at arms distance from everyone. Remus needs you, Harry needs you and... I need you. Finding even the smallest of lights, the slightest trace of happiness will make this darkness go away, can't you see that?"

To my surprise me pulled me in for a tight hug, wrapping his arms around me as though I'd disappear if he didn't hold me. "I need you too," he whispered. "And I'm sorry, you were right, I wasn't even giving happiness a chance. But you were wrong to question my feelings for you (y/n). I do love you."

"I love you too," I whispered before I could stop myself. I held onto him, the two of us simply standing in the kitchen and hugging tightly. "There may be a war going on Sirius, but we can protect each other."

"I'll protect you to the very end, I swear it. I won't let anything happen to you," he whispered, kissing the top of my head and I hummed.

"Thanks Sirius," I said, looking up at him. My heart felt as though it had been stitched back together, and for the first time in days I felt myself smile. He gently cupped my cheek, as though asking to kiss me but I didn't want to wait any longer, so I went up on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his firmly. We held each other tightly as we kissed, and I felt as though I had been brought back to life, able to feel happy once more.