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Just like that first kiss in fifth-year, Kelsey stood frozen momentarily before giving in to the warmth of his lips and kissing him back. Sirius groaned and held her closer, deepening it.

When she snuck her hands around his neck and started to play with his hair, he lost it.

With a grunt, he pushed ahead until she was backed up against a wall. He moved to her jaw, leaving a soft trail of kisses as she whimpered, making him turn his attention back to her lips to quiet her. He didn't want anyone else to hear those sounds. They were for his ears only.

They kissed like never before only stopping when they were actually running out of breath. They broke away, more flushed than before, breathing heavily as they stared at each other.

She didn't know what she was supposed to say. She just had the living daylights snogged out of her by Sirius Black.

And..she liked it?

Was this why there were hoards of girls crazy about him back at school? As soon as the thought came, she felt uncertainty creeping in.

Was she just another quick snog for him? But she didn't need to worry further because he interrupted her thoughts:

"Right so," he began suddenly nervous. Blimey. He didn't know how to do this. How did they do this? Maybe he should've listened closer when Prongs was telling the tale of him confessing to Evans.

"Moony may or may not have told me that I've kindasortalikedyousincefifthyear," he rushed out the last bit.

She stared back stupidly lost for words before replying:

"Astrid may or may not have told me that I kindasortalikedyousincefifthyear too." But of course, Kelsey wasn't one to stop rambling. "I mean you know right when I liked Benji too. It was funny really-"

"Really?!" Sirius stared in disbelief. "You liked me and that kid at the same time!"

"Well," she huffed, her nostrils flaring a little. She can't believe she had actually told him that. She would've never done it if he hadn't said it first. "Take it or leave it!" She made to leave and turned but he pulled her back again.

"I'll take it," he stopped her from walking away. He had his lips on her again before breaking off suddenly. "Are you certain? I refuse to believe I was in competition with that-"

She rolled her eyes and pulled him into a third kiss.

Three kisses, well four if you counted fifth-year, but she already had him addicted. This time when they broke apart, he smiled at her stupidly before they both burst into laughter.

"What now?" she asked.

"Don't think for a second that I'm going easy on you for a second there Jones." He grinned smugly.

"Wouldn't dream of it, Black," she retorted. Both could feel themselves running on a high.

"So it's back to Black is it?" he tilted his head as they made their way back to the busy main street.

"If it's Jones to you too," she teased. "Maybe Padfoot?" She tested it on her lips. Realising how intimate the nickname was, and that maybe it wasn't her place to go there yet - or maybe even ever- what even were they really? - she interrupted herself. "I mean Black's fine too-"

"No!" Sirius stopped her. "I like it," he said, getting a little shy. "You can call me Padfoot," he assured her with a grin. Even though those nicknames had become commonplace since fifth-year, he'd never let another girl call him that.

Until now.

He was sure she had driven him mad after all.

Call him enchanted or bewitched, he didn't care as he watched her gaping at him. The crowd around him was a blur of witches and wizards.

"Padfoot it is," she said in a husky voice earning a pained groan from him. Kelsey noticed his interesting reaction as his pupils dilated, and he bit his lip looking at her like his next meal when..

"There you are! Sirius! Where have you been for the last hour?" Remus Lupin showed up. "Oh- Kelsey!" He waved at her.

Both spaced apart, putting what they thought was an appropriate distance between two people who hated each other publicly. Sirius positioned himself a little awkwardly behind her, trying to adjust the unfortunate tent in his pants.

There were too many people suddenly calling him Padfoot and Jones moaning it like that had quite the scandalising reaction.

Kelsey waved at the boys as they left to find James and Lily who were around somewhere on a date too before heading home.

Sirius was listening to Moony complain about how he had been finding him for the last hour when he turned back subtly and sent her one last wink. Jones flipped him off, making him grin even wider.

The two smiled all the way home that day.

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"Are you okay?" Astrid eyed Kelsey suspiciously their first night back at Hogwarts in their dorm.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Kelsey squinted back.

"You look happy. It's creepy," she pointed out.

On December 31st at one minute to midnight, a corporeal Patronus had found its way to her window. The silver dog had playfully nudged her, done a small lap around her room, and disappeared into nothingness, leaving a mist of 'Padfoot' scrawled in the air.

Kelsey hadn't stopped smiling for most of the rest of the holidays. Even her parents found it disturbing by the end.

"You're imagining things now. Coming back to what I was saying.." Kelsey shrugged it off, hiding a smile.

"..your next prank," Astrid drawled with a yawn, laying her head on the pillow.

"Precisely. Now what do you think of the idea?" she beamed, eager for a positive response.

"I just think that if you two ever do end up together - may the powers of Godric and Helga help you both. Who is this Pavlov anyway?" Astrid closed her eyes and turned away not really expecting an answer.

Kelsey grinned and went to sleep. The next day, she went about her classes and routine as usual. The usual included a grand yelling match with proclamations of prank wars 2.0 renewed for the new term for all their friends to witness.

It was too soon to announce whatever this was and Kelsey was nervous to tell her friends about it yet. It had been her idea over a letter during break to keep it under wraps for now. She couldn't imagine the horror or worse the smugness on her friends' faces.

A little after dinner on their second day back when she was on her way to patrol, a hand shot out of a broom cupboard and pulled her in. She was about to yell when his cologne hit her.

"Did you get my message?" Sirius nuzzled her neck as she sighed against him in the dark.

"You mean the silver bear that charged into my room and proclaimed its love for me? Why yes I did. My parents are putting together an Easter break wedding as we speak," she giggled. "Macho indeed."

Most upper years knew Benjamin's distinct Patronus.

"He did WHAT? I am going to shove hi-" Sirius started before barely catching the glint in her eye despite the darkness. "Oh you evil-" He teasingly nipped her neck drawing a soft moan.

"Padfoot," she moaned, fluttering her eyes shut. While this was part of her next plan, she couldn't help herself from saying it that way. Not when his lips did such things to her body.

The idea had come to her not too soon after she had noticed his interesting reaction to the way she said it and after her mom had told them the story of how her firm finally got revenge for the missing plants with some Pavlov-styled revenge.

"Kelsey," he rasped and captured her lips roughly. Her hand went for his locks and moved to leave a visible hickey while she emphasised her moans of his Marauder nickname. She was losing sight of where her ingenious prank began and where she wanted to lose herself in him.

She was sure she'd end up Pavlov-ing herself amidst this as she ground her hips against his where he held her. After their seven minutes in heaven, she managed to detach herself to make her way to patrols.

The next day at breakfast, Kelsey made her way to sit next to Sirius and James in class. Everyone including their friends were suddenly on alert, including Sirius. Sure, they were together of sorts. But they were still at war. Publicly that is. There had been some truth to that proclamation.

"What are you doing?" Potter looked at her suspiciously as she sat down next to Sirius.

"Sitting. Padfoot here doesn't mind, does he?" she smiled coyly, grabbing his thigh under the table.

He silently shook his head, suddenly gripping his fork tightly. He sent his friends a tight smile.

"See - Padfoot and I have an understanding," she winked at Lily who took it as a sign of another prank brewing and zoned out immediately.

"That's your best idea?" Potter snorted. "To poison his food?"

Kelsey grinned back smugly, sneakily dragging her hand over his thigh as he subtly tried to pry it off without grabbing attention.

"Trust me. It wouldn't be that obvious," she lowered her voice, meeting Potter's challenging gaze.

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"Is it just me or is it weird that Jones is suddenly calling him Padfoot? Like all the time?" James whispered to Remus later that week during class. They had witnessed Jones snatch every chance of referring to their friend as Padfoot.

Her tone was what put them on edge. While Sirius played it off as Jones trying to get on his nerves, they weren't so sure. No other girl had gotten away with something like that to date.

"I think it's crazier that you and Padfoot have started saying like all the time," Remus pointed out. James kept staring at Jones instead across the Potions classroom.

"Forget it. Padfoot doesn't care. People do crazy things in love," Remus said nonchalantly.

"Tell me about it," James shook his head when Remus looked at him like Are-you-kidding-me.

"Whatever," James mumbled under his breath before sending a cheesy smile Lily's way. She just rolled her eyes and paid attention to Professor Slughorn.

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"Can't keep away, can you?" Sirius smirked as he saw Kelsey approaching him in Transfiguration later that week but it faltered at the last minute.

Kelsey rolled her eyes and took the empty seat next to Remus instead who looked nervously to Astrid a few seats away. Astrid just shrugged.

Before they could argue further, Professor McGonagall entered the room and started the lecture. Remus figured that it wasn't worth it, not when they had to finish practicing yet another NEWT level spell.

However, Sirius being Sirius kept looking back at throughout class only to be met with secretive smiles and an occasional wink.

Halfway through the lesson, Kelsey got up and leaned over the desk when McGonagall had her back to the class. She deliberately dropped her quill on the ground between Peter and Sirius ahead of her.

"Padfoot," she whispered, her lips barely grazing his ear. "Be a darlin' and get me that quill would you?" she asked sweetly.

Sirius Black was very confused at the immediate reaction a certain part of his body had. In fact, he hadn't noticed it until then. It seemed to be his unconscious reaction to Jones echoing that name now. His pants tightened as he froze in shock.

He turned behind to glare at her and tell her to pick up her own damn quill when he saw her sporting a shit-eating grin. Her smiled dropped quickly as she looked up in front of them and sat back down just as quickly in time before McGonagall turned back.

Minerva turned to see Sirius Black, disrupting class as usual with his back turned facing his friend Remus Lupin. "Mister Black if you could please stand up and share with us what is so interesting on Mister Lupin's desk. I daresay at least one of you four should be taking proper notes."

"I wasn't doing anything!" Sirius protested but the Professor wasn't having it.

"Up it is," Sirius heard Kelsey snicker behind him. Remus looked at her confused and Sirius turned to say something when he was stopped.

"Up. Now, Mister Black," the older witch impatiently tapped her foot.

He did his best to protest further but she didn't budge. His friends watched, baffled until he rose up silently, trying to tug his pants without being obvious. He hoped that the pants were dark enough to hide it. They weren't.

"Mister Black what is the meaning of this?!" Professor McGonagall's gaze was there for a whole half a second before she averted her eyes in fury.

There were several gasps as students started turning to look back at Sirius.

Peter, next to Sirius, looked at the tent now eye-level with him. His eyes bulged in response and all he had done was turn to the left.

"Professor, I swear it's not what it looks like!" He looked at the books on the desk in a desperate attempt. Peter seemed to get the message and reached for it the same time he did. In a hurry, Peter attempted to bring the books up to his friend's very prominent boner, empathising as a fellow boy but instead smacked it hard against his friend's crotch sending Sirius doubling over in pain.

All the boys in the classroom winced on instinct, Oohing silently to themselves as the girls burst into laughter.

Sirius now lay on the ground clutching onto his privates, cursing Wormtail while Prongs rushed over to help. Remus sat there stunned as Kelsey too held onto the desk to stop herself from falling over in laughter.

Sirius managed to sit up, catching her smug expression just in time.

Oh, how he'd enjoy getting her back, he thought doing his best to keep Prongs from attempting to personally check his injury.

"Mister Potter, please don't do that - No! Stop trying to touch Mister Black there - Just help him to the infirmary - Or perhaps the dorms for a really cold shower," Professor McGonagall shrieked red-faced once more.

McGonagall felt bad as she watched the two squabbling boys hobble out. Sure with the whole mummy thing, she figured that the poor boy had issues. But it was getting a bit much. Perhaps it was time Hogwarts hired some full-time counselors.

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