In which Sirius Black, Bella Potter's unconventional Romeo, proposes, forgets the ring, and proposes again at three in the morning. *Fem!Harry/Sirius*

"'I love you,' he thinks, and her lips curve, like she can hear him." 100 drabbles, *Fem!Harry/Sirius* - 22/100 -

And maybe she was that girl that he had fallen in love with, because she was the only one that he'd ever buy flowers for, and dance in the rain with, and sing silly songs to, all just to see a smile flicker across her war-hardened face.

It was an inexplicable bond that made them understand each other, held them together even when everything seemed to be crumbling down around them, and managed to create love even though everything in their mind screamed it was all so wrong. *Fem!Harry*

Emerald green eyes met deep bluish-gray ones with a deep intensity and before she knew what she was doing, her lips met his and then they were kissing. *Fem!Harry*

"I thought I was supposed to do my homework?" Sirius let out a rough growl as he picked up the long-forgotten piece of parchment and ripped it in half. "Screw homework." *Fem!Harry*

Never in his life did he actually experience what love really is. And as he looked over at the girl that stole his heart, he felt an intense longing that he had never felt before. He fought the urge to kiss her, touch her, love her. *Fem!Harry*

Maybe it was the fact that both witches were attracted to someone way older and should quite definitely not be attracted to made them rely on each other. *Fem!Harry*

"You like Sirius," The words were simple and clear, and Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger watched with amusement as the girl-who-likes-Sirius choked and coughed wildly, surprise and panic in her eyes. *Fem!Harry.*

It's those little things that matter. *Fem!Harry/Sirius*