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The Boy Who Broke His Own Heart [Part Four]

Fandom: Harry Potter [Marauders Era]

Pairing: Sirius Black x Original Female Character

Characters: Sirius Black, Original Female Character, James Potter, Remus Lupin, Jasmine Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Marlene McKinnon, Lily Evans, Mary MacDonald, Euphemia Potter, Filius Flitwick, Fleamont Potter,

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 5511

Summary: Sirius would rather break his own heart than hers.

Tags/Warnings: James Potter has a sister, Self Loathing, Commitment Issues, Friends to Lovers, Kissing, Smut, Angst, Fluff, Smoking, Accidents, Harm, Marauders Era, The War is Not Happening in this,

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Jasmine Potter was doing fine. In fact by the latter half of term she had managed to put Sirius Black out of her mind. She was barely fazed by his angelic laugh, his dazzling smile or his perfectly styled hair. She hardly thought of the way he’d make her insides flutter by a look or how just one touch would make her melt into a puddle. She’d even managed to be civil with him whenever they were around one another, something she was trying to do more often so that James wouldn’t question her absence around him or worse try and pry.

The only thing was that she wasn’t sure how she was doing so well, especially given how awful she’d felt those first few weeks of term. Maybe it was just that she’d found other things to make her happy like her friends or her school work. Maybe it was that she didn’t have time to dwell on the feelings anyway as seventh year piled on projects and essays like someone shovelling coal onto a fire. Maybe it was the fact that she had a new project partner and friend, Theodore Scamander, who was sweet and kind to her, not to mention easy on the eye.

Then again maybe she was just getting over it. Healing.

Although as much as she welcomed it that idea scared her. Because Sirius moving on was one thing but her moving on meant that what had transpired would be stuffed in a memory box, never to see the light of day, never to be acknowledged or revisited. And she wasn’t quite sure she wanted to do that just yet, even if Theo was extraordinarily handsome and watching her as if she was the Mona Lisa instead of doing his homework.

She could feel his gaze on her now, those dazzling azure eyes that still seemed bright in contrast to his complexion even if his summer tan had started to fade. Yet even a tan wouldn’t hide the blush that was liable to cross his face if she looked up and caught him watching her. And though she was doing well her mind couldn’t help but flit to Sirius. Sirius wouldn’t blush, no, Sirius Black was not a bashful, shy boy who stared at pretty girls and blushed when they caught him. Sirius Black might catch you looking at him and if by chance he did he’d smirk, that Sirius Black smirk, and go back to allowing you to marvel at his beauty. And with that thought she decided not to embarrass him and spoke before she looked up giving him a chance to pretend he’d been enthralled in charms homework.

‘Are you checking on Finn tomorrow or me?’ she asked, peeling her eyes from her book at the very last moment.

‘Oh, er, I can,’ Theo said, looking as though he’d forgotten they even had a project [a baby kneazle called Finn] to check on even though that was the reason they’d become friends in the first place. Since they’d begun at NEWT level their care of magical creatures class had dwindled quite significantly leaving only a few stragglers behind. Because of this Professor Kettleburn had entrusted them to do some bigger projects, the first of which was hand rearing a Kneazle from a kitten to full grown, where they’d then be adopted out as pets. Jasmine had been looking forward to it until he’d announced this would be a joint project for two and given that she spent the majority of her class with James, Lily and Sirius she’d been panicked. If James chose Lily there’d be no reason not to go with Sirius and given James had more reason to keep his girlfriend happy rather than his best friend she hadn’t waited for them to make the decision for her and immediately locked onto Theo, who’d seemed surprised but was easy going enough he didn’t really question it.

‘If you’re busy I can do it it's no bother,’ she said, ‘I just didn’t fancy trekking all the way out to Hagrid’s hut in this weather.’

‘Oh, well yeah I can but maybe we could do it together,’ Theo said, adding as casually as he could, ‘maybe we could head into Hogsmeade after, warm up in The Three Broomsticks?’

‘Don’t you have any plans?’ Jasmine asked. She could feel him skirting around the edges of something but she wasn’t entirely sure how she felt about it just yet so she decided to see if he was going to be brave enough to do so.

‘No, but don’t worry if you do,’ he said.

‘I don’t,’ Jasmine said, pursing her lips before she let the words come out, ‘would it be a date?’

‘If you wanted it to be,’ Theo said, ‘or it could just be as mates.’

‘A dates fine,’ Jasmine said, surprising him and herself though she managed to keep her expression less wide eyed.

‘Brilliant,’ he said, unable to stop beaming a smile, ‘how about we go over that bit on wordless incantations now?’

‘Yeah, why not,’ Jasmine said, a smile on her own lips.

✵✵✵

Given it was a Saturday afternoon The Three Broomsticks was crammed full of patrons either because the wind outside was biting, inviting Christmas shoppers in from the cold, or because students were still revelling in the freedoms this side of the academic year offered, the deadlines and exams feeling still far away with the buffer of a holiday. Nevertheless, it was hard to get a seat which the marauders and Lily found out as they hurried in from the cold only to find nearly every sittable surface taken.

‘Shut that door, it's freezing!’ Lily said, making Peter who was bringing up the rear of the group kick it closed behind him with a thud.

‘Warm in here though. I’m sweating already,’ James said, tugging off his red and gold thick woollen scarf.

‘I’m not surprised there’s a million people here,’ Remus said, craning his neck to see if he could spot an open table.

‘Yeah I’m not seeing any seats,’ Sirius said, doing the same though the crooked layout of the pub made it hard to discern if there were any gaps.

‘Yeah ‘cos everyone else didn’t send the morning running drills on the quidditch pitch,’ Lily grumbled, pulling her coat around her tighter as the warmth of the bodies and fires hadn’t quite removed the chill that had settled in her by sitting in the stands for a ridiculously long time.

‘You could’ve stayed in the castle, not my fault you like watching me fly,’ James said, elbowing her with a grin that made her roll her eyes. Then their attention was captured as Remus said, ‘oh there’s Jas!’

‘Oh good, we can sit with her,’ James said though as he attempted to head in her direction Remus said, ‘maybe not she’s with someone.’

‘So?’ James said.

‘So it looks like a date,’ Remus said, jutting his head towards where Jasmine was sitting. The table she was at was small, just room enough for two, and though she could be spotted through the crowd it was hard to tell who was sitting opposite her unless you were benefited with a height like Remus’. Without thinking James, Peter and Sirius all careened onto their tiptoes to spy a mop of blonde hair. James’ brow furrowed, ‘who’s that?’

‘Theo Scamander,’ Sirius said sourly.

‘Well they're just project partners I bet they won't mind,’ James said though as he attempted again Lily grabbed him by the arm and yanked him back, earning a confused look as all eyes fell on her.

‘They’re not just project partners…it is a date,’ Lily said awkwardly.

‘Why didn’t you say?’ James frowned. It wasn’t that he particularly wanted to be involved in his sisters' love life, that was just asking for trouble, but he would’ve expected Lily to keep him in the loop even if Jasmine didn’t. Then again he supposed he shouldn’t be shocked none of them knew what was going on, James felt like he hardly knew her these days though he didn’t know why. Lily however didn’t appear to have any sympathy for his predicament and said, ‘because I’m not a gossip! She’d tell you if she wanted you to know.’

‘Yeah, Lil’s right. Best leave them to it,’ Remus said, ‘c’mon let’s go to The Hog’s Head.’

‘Fine,’ James said, glancing over at his sister one more time before he headed for the door, tucking his scarf back on as he went.

As they ambled out one by one chatter slowly started to resume yet no one noticed the absence of input from Sirius, who was trailing behind quietly. He hadn’t said much since he’d spotted Jasmine, that familiar ache in his stomach at the sight of her, one that was always worse when he didn’t have a pretty face by his side to distract him. In fact as they sat in The Hog’s Head, sipping on butter beers and chatting about Christmas and quidditch Sirius couldn’t distract himself at all. Instead, his mind focused on her and more importantly, the way her hand had been interlaced with Theo’s on the table.

✵✵✵

Much to Sirius’ disappointment James’ worries about his brotherly duties surrounding his sister’s relationships all but disappeared. Admittedly their first meeting with Theo in his new capacity as Jasmine’s boyfriend was a tad awkward but had ultimately ended with James declaring to his friend’s that Theo was a ‘sound guy’. He didn’t even waiver when Sirius had joked about his extreme niceness or perpetually happy mood responding to every barb with a ‘well it’s not me going out with him is it?’

Sirius reasoned James didn’t really like him and he was just happy Jasmine was electing to spend more time with them. Sirius was happy she was hanging around more too even if her bright eyed, goofy smiled beau came as part of the package now.

He knew he had no reason to hate the bloke. He knew he had no right to begrudge her moving on but he always reasoned that it was different for him. The girls he’d dated didn’t mean anything, not really, they didn’t make him laugh or giggle. They didn’t whisper sweet nothings in his ear when snuggled up in a common room armchair. They didn’t make him light up whenever they came into the room. Theo did that for her. He knew that because he watched every moment of it, wishing so deeply it was him even though he knew it never would be. Even if James had come to terms with Jasmine having a boyfriend it wouldn’t be the same if it was him. Theo was sweetness and light. Sirius was, well, a black sheep. Not even good enough to stay in a horrible family. No, James wouldn’t be as accepting if it was him because he knew, like Sirius did, that Jasmine could do better.

So that’s why he watched. He was watching them now though he was supposed to be playing a game of chess with Peter who was sitting cross legged on the floor of the common room, his chess set balanced on the corner of the coffee table between him and the chair Sirius was in. Chess with Peter never required much thought because there wasn’t much point in doing so, Sirius had only ever beaten him at once and even then he wasn’t sure how. So he didn’t bother, allowing the other boy to agonise over every move whilst he shifted his pieces lazily around the board and spent the rest of his time discreetly eyeing Jasmine.

She looked pretty today, her dark hair down around her face which she only did once she was switched off for the day, the unruliness of it making it fall down into her eyes whenever she was writing or rushing about. He was surprised it hadn’t fallen now given she was looking down, focused on the book in her hand. He used to love it when she’d read to him. As a child he used to be an avid reader, as there wasn’t much else to do in his house, but his mother had forbidden all non-magical books or works of fiction. Jasmine favoured muggle fiction books, reasoning that books about magical creatures and daring characters weren’t particularly interesting when raised on stories from family friends like Alastor Moody. Her books were all about everyday people and the heartaches and challenges they faced and yet listening to her voice’s gentle lilt as she played with his hair made him feel more exhilarated as all the knights and dragons ever could.

That must be how Theo felt now as she read to him, a gentle whisper that got lost in the chatter of the common room not that she needed to speak any louder as she was intertwined with him, her legs draped over his as his arm rested behind her on the back of the chair.

‘Your turn,’ he heard Peter say, snapping his attention back to the board once more. He glanced at it and noticed no matter how he played it the other boy would have his queen in two moves, three if he was lucky.

‘Knight to E4,’ he muttered, watching as his piece moved to safety if only for a couple more minutes. Thankfully he didn’t feel the crushing blow of defeat as James appeared not a moment later, a gleaming smile on his face as he leapt over the back of the couch and bounced down near Sirius causing Jasmine to look up at the clatter.

‘Careful!’ she said, shuffling closer to Theo.

‘Sorry Jas,’ he said, ‘a little over excited.’

‘What else is new,’ Jasmine said, rolling her eyes though Sirius got his meaning immediately.

‘You managed it then?’ he said, abandoning their chess game altogether as James leaned forward and nodded, ‘tested it on the portrait of the old woman and the baby up on the sixth floor. Miles away from anything so no chance anyone could set it off accidentally.’

‘And?’ Peter asked eagerly.

‘And every word triggered it and I tried every counter charm I could think of to stop her and none did,’ James said smugly, ‘so the teachers shouldn’t be able to either.

‘Not right away at least,’ Sirius said.

‘Hopefully not before Moony feels well enough to leave the hospital wing,’ Peter said.

‘I called by on my way back,’ James said, glancing around to make sure no one was listening before he continued, ‘he’s still not feeling great but his wounds are healing. Might be in another day or two so I figured we do it tomorrow night after quidditch practice and he’ll reap the benefits before we break up for the holidays.’

‘Good idea,’ Peter nodded. Sirius nodded too though as he thought about it he became unsure. From the first year to now they’d curated many pranks, this even one of the tamer ones, but they’d always done it as a team. Anything that needed planning and coordination like this needed the four of them and with Remus out of action they’d struggle to get an entire castle's worth of portraits charmed without help.

‘What is it?’ James asked, noting the worry in his friend's face.

‘It’s a lot of ground to cover just the three of us,’ Sirius said. James pondered it for a moment and then nodded, glancing at Jasmine who was still sat beside him but back enthralled in her book, her brother's disturbance not hampering her enjoyment of her story.

‘Why don’t we ask Jas?’ James whispered as he looked back at the boys.

‘Think she will?’ Peter asked just as quietly.

‘Yeah, sure she will for Moony,’ James said. Sirius allowed himself a glance at the girl oblivious to them all talking about her. A flutter ran through his stomach.

‘Yeah but just her don’t want anyone getting wind,’ Sirius said, hoping his stipulation sounded reasonable. Even if five bodies would be better than four he didn’t want Theo Scamander anywhere near him. Fortunately for Sirius James agreed not to include his new found friend too and nodded.

✵✵✵

‘Morning,’ James said the minute Jasmine stepped off the spiral staircase into the common room, startling her and earning himself a swat on the chest.

‘Merlin you scared me then!’ she sighed, readjusting her bag which had fallen down her arm.

‘Sorry,’ he said, ‘I’ve been waiting for you.’

‘Why?’ she said, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him.

‘I need a favour,’ he said, offering his pleading smile. Jasmine rolled her eyes and started walking, ‘oh come on Jas.’

‘What kind of favour?’ she asked as they headed through the portrait hole in the direction of breakfast.

‘Help with a prank,’ he said, making her stop and raise an eyebrow.

‘That’s not very ‘Head Boy’ of you,’ she said mockingly.

‘It’s for school morale,’ he said, adding, ‘don’t tell Lil?’

‘What is it?’ Jasmine sighed. I

‘We’re going to charm all the portraits in the castle to sing Christmas songs when they hear certain words,’ James said. Jasmine pondered it for a minute and then said, ‘no.’

‘Oh come on, don't be such a grump,’ James grumbled.

‘Why can't you four just do it?’ she asked. Even though she’d started acclimatising herself back to the boys she wasn’t gung ho on getting involved in some hare-brained scheme.

‘There’s only three of us with Moony in the hospital wing so it’s too big an area to cover,’ James said.

‘I don’t know,’ Jasmine said.

‘Please? It’s for Remus, we wanna cheer him up. It was Pads’ idea,’ James said. Jasmine could feel her resolve weakening. She wasn’t particularly keen on the idea but she often felt for Remus. His condition was horrible and though she admired him, and his friends for sticking by him every month, she worried about him. Especially as James had informed her that this month he’d gone rogue from their little group when they were out on the full moon and had gotten into a centaur’s path leaving him beaten and bruised and therefore longer recovering. She also felt her resolve waning at the mention of Sirius, not because she wanted to spend time with him but because even if he had not acted right by her his fierce passion and love for his friends always shone through. That she had to admire.

‘Go on then,’ she grumbled.

‘Brilliant!’ James beamed, pulling her in for a side hug. Jasmine pulled out of it quickly, attempting to smooth down her now ruffled hair as they walked on.

‘So what’s the plan?’ she asked as they made their way down the steps towards the great hall. Hearing the bustle of students James stopped just short of the doors and lowered his voice just to stop anyone overhearing.

‘Well we thought we’d split it in two halves. One team on the west with the map and the other on the east with the cloak,’ James explained.

‘Me and you can have the cloak,’ Jasmine said, ‘give Sirius and Pete the map.’

‘Actually Pete is helping me with some quidditch drills after dinner so it’s probably better if we team up. If we get caught we can just say we’re walking back and didn’t realise it's gone after curfew,’ James said. Jasmine felt her stomach drop. Sirius’ hare-brained scheme she could cope with if she didn’t have to be with Sirius himself but god knows how long with him walking the halls of the castle, she didn’t know how she’d cope.

‘Why isn’t Sirius practicing with you?’ she asked casually hoping she could steer the plan back to how she wanted it without arousing suspicion.

‘He’s got detention,’ James grumbled, ‘I thought you could meet him after and start in the west half. He’s still got the map anyway, not that he used it otherwise he wouldn’t have got caught after curfew with Maggie Alstrop last night.’

‘Right,’ Jasmine said, ignoring the knot in her stomach at just how he’d got himself in trouble. She didn't care after all she was with Theo. She thought about it for a moment. She didn’t particularly want to spend one on one time with him but she did want to do something for Remus. And at least having the map was better than being smushed together under her father’s cloak.

‘So you’ll do it?’ James asked.

‘Yeah, I’ll do it,’ Jasmine said.

‘Thanks Jas,’ James beamed before strutting into the great hall to find his friends. Jasmine however floated over the Hufflepuff table and sat with Theo.

If she was going to spend time with Sirius Black, it wasn’t going to be longer than she had to.

✵✵✵

The seventh-floor corridor was deserted when Jasmine arrived there which wasn’t surprising given not much happened on this level and most students would no doubt be headed back to their respective houses as curfew neared. Sirius was perched on the edge of a stone plinth that held up an ornate statue of a knight on horseback but he looked up as he noticed her dot on the map coming towards him.

Even if he had not explicitly asked for James to pair them up he had hoped it would be her based on the fact he preferred her a lot more and that he and Peter often ended up squabbling when joined up for a task. She however didn’t seem as thrilled as he was, a reserved smile on her face as she padded up to him and muttered hello.

‘Where’s James?’ was all he could think to say and it evaporated her smile almost immediately, a sour look replacing it as she said coolly, ‘he sent me instead.’

‘Right,’ Sirius said, not helping the matter though he opted to breeze past it and ask, ‘so he’s been over the-’

‘Charms, yeah,’ she replied, ‘he explained everything and gave me a list of the trigger words. Just one per painting right?’

‘Yeah, if it’s variable it’ll be harder for the teachers to pin down and stop it,’ Sirius said. When Jasmine didn’t respond an uneasy tension settled between them. One he hadn't felt before though he realised since summer they had never been alone, just the two of them, first by his design and now just because they’d never had a chance given she was always with Theo. Sirius cleared his throat, ‘right well I figured we might as well work top to bottom. It’ll be easier to get back to the tower that way.’

‘Yeah fine,’ Jasmine said unenthusiastically.

‘I’ll do right, you do left?’ he asked.

‘Yeah sure,’ she said and without a word she headed to the first painting and pulled out her wand, pulling the list of trigger words out of her back pocket before she cast the singing charm and the chosen trigger. The sleeping portrait of a wizened old man disturbed as the charm hit the frame but then went back to snoozing.

Sirius checked the map, noting that none of the teachers or Filch were anywhere near their operation and set to work himself. Other than the mutterings of the incantations it was quiet for the majority of their time working, the silence only made more noticeable as the castle started to wind down, students disappearing from the corridors as curfew fell. Sirius kept a check on the map periodically though he found these breaks always coincided with taking a glance at Jasmine, who kept her back to him most of the time. As they finished another long and winding corridor and climbed aboard a set of stairs to the next level Sirius decided to be brave and risk a conversation for the first time that night.

‘Having fun?’ he asked, as they meandered down the staircase waiting for it to latch onto its destination so they could climb off.

‘Tons of fun,’ Jasmine said sarcastically.

‘Better than homework though I suppose you wouldn’t agree,’ Sirius said.

‘What?’ Jasmine asked. The staircase had stopped now, allowing them to step off but she kept her eyes on him rather than their destination as they walked out onto the third floor.

‘Well, you’ve been busy studying right? I guess it just feels like you’ve hardly been around these days,’ Sirius said, feeling sheepish as her eyes narrowed. Her disconnect from the group was something he was still getting used to as was the way she eyed him these days, with scorn and irritation.

‘It’s seventh year,’ was her curt reply.

‘Yeah, yeah, I guess,’ he said. Jasmine nodded and moved towards a painting of a young girl with outrageously long French plaits tending to a flock of sheep. However Sirius didn’t follow her lead and instead tried to continue the conversation.

‘So how is revision going?’ he said, forcing her to look away from the painting.

‘Fine,’ she said, ‘you?’

‘Yeah fine,’ he muttered, ‘be better if I had a good study partner.’

‘Maybe pick someone other than James to study with and you might get a bit further,’ she mused. Sirius grinned, ‘yeah probably…I’d ask you but you’re fully booked right?’

‘What?’ she asked, her smile fading as she lost the thread of his meaning.

‘Well you and Theo are study buddies right…now that you’re dating,’ he finished, the last of the sentence feeling awkward in his mouth and even more so as Jasmine scowled.

‘So?’

‘So, I guess I just didn’t see you two as going together. I mean you weren’t really friends before,’ he said.

‘What’s that got to do with you?’ she asked curtly, folding her arms across her chest. Sirius straightened up.

‘I didn’t say it did,’ he replied indignantly.

‘Well good because it's none of your business,’ she snapped.

‘Alright, fine if you don’t want to talk about it,’ he said, raising his hands in defence.

‘I don’t. Actually I don’t want to talk about anything with you,’ she scowled. Sirius scowled back.

‘We can just do this prank in silence then can't we,’ he retorted.

‘Fine by me,’ she huffed.

‘Fine,’ Sirius grunted.

Yet as he turned to his painting to start his side he heard the creak of a hinge and looked to find the flash of a tail pushing back through the door towards the staircases. Sirius grabbed the map and looked to where Mrs Norris was bounding up a staircase towards Filch just a floor above them. Jasmine looked at him worriedly.

‘What was that?’ she asked.

‘That bloody cat!’ Sirius grumbled, ‘Filch is right around the corner.’

‘Right, okay,’ she said, already starting to think of a plan but Sirius didn’t let her finish because he could see Filch charging down the stairs towards them. Instead he grabbed her by the arm and tugged her along to the end of the corridor and into a broom closet, wincing as she shouted, ‘what are you doing! Sirius get off me! Get off me right-’

Jasmine fell silent as they got behind the wooden door but only because his hand was now clamped firmly over her mouth preventing her from speaking any further even if the blaze in her eyes spoke volumes. After a heated silent conversation Sirius relented to move his hand thanking the stars that she stayed quiet, if thoroughly annoyed. Not that it helped matters though as Filch came directly towards them, pacing the area near the broom cupboard as he said, ‘come on out. I know you’re there; Mrs Norris told me so. So come on, whoever it is, show yourself!’

Sirius glanced at the map which was hard to see in the darkness of the closet and even harder to focus on as Jasmine leaned into that they were inches apart, her voice causing goosebumps on his neck as she whispered, ‘what do we do?’

‘Ignore him,’ Sirius said. It wasn’t ideal but he was sure the caretaker would yield eventually. Jasmine didn’t look convinced, even less so as Filch declared, ‘come on now! I know you’re here. Show yourselves.’

‘He’s not going to go,’ she said quietly.

‘It’ll be fine,’ Sirius lied.

‘I’m gonna go,’ she said.

‘Jas,’ he protested, placing a hand on her arm and trying to ignore the way his skin felt as though it was on fire when she moved it off.

‘Just stay here until we're gone,’ she smiled weakly, ‘and don’t make a noise.’

And before Sirius could stop her she slipped out of the cupboard and out of Sirius’ view. Jasmine could feel her nerves bubbling inside her as she stepped out into the stone corridor and found herself face to face with their bedraggled caretaker. She’d never liked getting in trouble and since her first couple of years and a natural navigation away from James and to her own friends she hadn't really fallen victim to it. And yet now in her seventh year on the verge of being a grownup she was standing in front of an authority figure thinking of how she was going to wangle her way out of trouble.

‘I knew there was someone here,’ Filch said, a malicious glint in his eye, ‘what's your name.’

‘Potter, Jasmine Potter,’ Jasmine said, ‘look I’m sorry.’

‘You know it’s past curfew,’ Filch said, with a hint of glee that signalled to her he was enjoying the power of it all. The only problem was Jasmine didn’t feel like letting him have any power. After her argument with Sirius something had stirred in her. She didn’t much feel like letting men get away with anything tonight. Sirius questioning her relationship. James and Peter getting away with a prank that was their idea whilst she got in trouble. Filch getting off on his power trip. So, she yanked it all away and broke into a fit of hysterics.

‘I’m so sorry I didn’t realise! Oh, please don’t tell McGonagall. I’ve just been so upset,’ she blubbed, trying not to smile as Filch's face turned ashen, ‘everything’s a mess! I’ve just got so many exams and deadlines. I fell asleep in the library because I was working so hard so I didn’t realise curfew had already come-’

‘It’s okay,’ Filch said hurriedly.

‘I can't do anything right these days my friends say don’t worry but it’s hard not to especially when you're on your period-’

‘Right, right, okay,’ Filch said, flushing deep crimson at the mention of a menstrual cycle, ‘no harm done just get to your house.’

‘Really?’ she sniffled, ‘oh thank you so much Mr Filch! You’re so lovely!’

‘Yeah,’ Filch said, clearing his throat awkwardly as he went even redder, ‘well off you go.’

Jasmine offered him one last smile before she skipped off towards Gryffindor tower, happy that for one shining moment of this year she’d got her way. Sirius would be left baffled; she wouldn't be in trouble and Filch didn't get to dine out on his punishment.

Yet as she walked back to the tower she found her happiness fading. The common room was empty and though she had every right to head to bed she couldn’t bring herself too, waiting nervously on the sofa until the three of them made it back. She reasoned that it made sense to, that way if Sirius didn’t make it back she could send James and Peter to look for him. She was just about to as James and Peter came through the portrait hole first, looking perplexed to see her alone. But then he walked in, beaming a confused smile at her that made her heart flutter, even if she had spent the majority of the night arguing with him.

‘Where’ve you been?’ James asked as he appeared.

‘Got caught by Filch,’ Sirius said, looking at Jasmine as he said, ‘what happened? I couldn’t hear properly but he walked off in a right old huff.’

‘He let me go,’ she shrugged.

‘How did you manage that?’ James gawped, the amount of run ins he’d had with the caretaker ending up less than an even split in Filch’s favour.

‘Filch can't handle crying girls,’ she said, ‘got him all flustered when the tears came.’

‘Bloody nora,’ Peter grinned. Jasmine smiled, before she turned her attention to Sirius, their uneasy tension now petered out as she asked, ‘did you manage the rest?’

‘Yeah just not the floor below this,’ Sirius said.

‘Maybe we can hit that tomorrow before quidditch practice,’ James said with a yawn.

‘Good shout,’ Sirius agreed, looking at Jasmine. He was just going to suggest she join them but she backed up and said, ‘well I’ll leave you to it. Night boys.’

‘Night Jas. Thanks again,’ James said, giving her a one-armed hug before he took to the settee with Peter. Sirius lingered behind as an awkwardness settled.

‘Night,’ she said.

‘Yeah, er, night,’ he agreed though as she turned he said, ‘good job Jas. Really.’

‘Thanks…I um, I had fun,’ she said.

Sirius smiled, ‘me too.’

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