Sirius was more than used to making bad decisions and bad calls. He was only twenty one, after all, so making a series of bad choices was his absolute right at this age, despite the insistence of his friends for the contrary. So when his consciousness barely began to stir when he felt someone shift beside him in bed, he thought nothing of it; it certainly wouldn't be the first time that he spent the night with a stranger. When he felt her arm drape across his chest his hand moved to twine between her fingers with passive affection and a pleased him.
When he heard her voice say the name 'James', his brain stopped functioning.
He was still in the process of trying to figure out why the hell he told her his name was James last night before she was shaking him, and he groaned with a move to slap her hand away before she said his name. His real name. Sirius finally opened his eyes, turning his head to glare at her blearily. "What'd you want, stop-" It wasn't until he saw her face that Sirius' eyes finally snapped open with realization, and he sat up suddenly with his hands covering his bare chest like a blushing virgin. "Lily??"
He looked down quickly, lifting the sheets and thanking Merlin himself that his pants were still on - pants and suspenders. He looked on the floor in confusion to see his formal shirt, vest and jacket, and Sirius quickly tried to get out of bed only for his legs to tangle in the sheets and trip him. He fell out of the bed flat on his face, and by the time he moved to get to his feet he was already tugging on his shirt as he stared at her still in bed. His head was pounding, his mouth was dry... but Sirius knew how to handle a terrible hangover by now. Especially in the midst of mild panic.
"What - I don't know, what happened? Where's Prongs?" He ran his fingers through his hair quickly to try and force it out of his face before he continued to button his shirt, doing so frantically and missing a button here or there. "Where are we - why are you wearing a dress? Why am I wearing - who's is this, did I buy this??"
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When he heard her voice say the name 'James', his brain stopped functioning.
He was still in the process of trying to figure out why the hell he told her his name was James last night before she was shaking him, and he groaned with a move to slap her hand away before she said his name. His real name. Sirius finally opened his eyes, turning his head to glare at her blearily. "What'd you want, stop-" It wasn't until he saw her face that Sirius' eyes finally snapped open with realization, and he sat up suddenly with his hands covering his bare chest like a blushing virgin. "Lily??"
He looked down quickly, lifting the sheets and thanking Merlin himself that his pants were still on - pants and suspenders. He looked on the floor in confusion to see his formal shirt, vest and jacket, and Sirius quickly tried to get out of bed only for his legs to tangle in the sheets and trip him. He fell out of the bed flat on his face, and by the time he moved to get to his feet he was already tugging on his shirt as he stared at her still in bed. His head was pounding, his mouth was dry... but Sirius knew how to handle a terrible hangover by now. Especially in the midst of mild panic.
"What - I don't know, what happened? Where's Prongs?" He ran his fingers through his hair quickly to try and force it out of his face before he continued to button his shirt, doing so frantically and missing a button here or there. "Where are we - why are you wearing a dress? Why am I wearing - who's is this, did I buy this??"