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To Catch a Rat	By : cls2256 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 7099 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Harry Potter or its characters, not do I make any money from it. This fic is for entertainment purposes only

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DAY 13
It seemed stupid to look forward to rec hour on Saturdays, but kickball was the highlight of Sirius’s week. Only allowed on Saturdays, the men could usually get three games in during the hour spent in the cement yard. Sirius was the captain of his team, and one of the best kick-ballers in the men’s cell block— thanks to 12 years of practice. He found it strange when he first arrived to Azkaban— a bunch of wizards playing a muggle yard game— but seeing as how none of them were allowed a wand, they couldn’t play Gobstones or any of the usual wizard games.
Their teams were the same each week— Rod Thorson was captain of the opposing team, and insisted on shaking Sirius’s hand after each game, despite Sirius reminding him to ‘keep his filthy hands to himself’. Thorson reminded him of Peter Pettigrew; a sneaky brown noser with a hidden agenda, ready to kiss Sirius’s boots until the opportunity to screw him over for personal gain.
Sirius was a tad more competitive with kickball this Saturday than he had been in a while; he found himself striving to hit his personal best kicks, diving further to catch the ball in the outfield, and running faster than typical between bases. He was on fire, his team chanting “Black! Black! Black!” every time he was up to kick.
Allie watched from the sidelines, watching quietly as he dominated the game. He didn’t want to admit to himself that he was showing off for her, wanting her to be impressed with his athletic ability, but he couldn’t help but sneak glances over at her any chance he got. He admired the way the sunlight made her ginger curls almost sparkle, brightening his mood despite the dementors sucking all the positivity from the air.
She had seemed to warm up a little more to him, still quiet and shy, but much more relaxed and willing to make idle small talk since he sat with her in silence for nearly two hours as she cried over her family. He liked to hear her talk— she had a sweet voice, albeit soft, but it was soothing to his ears. She even made a joke that morning when Sirius told her about Saturday kickball.
“She has a sense of humor!” He had said, caught by surprise that she had cracked a joke.
Her fit of giggles was the cutest thing he had ever heard, but he forced himself to shake off any thought even remotely like that. She was his cellmate, they were in prison, and just because she had a cute laugh (or a potentially nice physique hidden under prison robes) didn’t mean he should dwell on it.
He smiled at her again as he lapped the bases, feeling impressive as his teammates chanted “Black! Black! Black!” scoring another home run for his team. He felt his stomach flip flop when he noticed she was smiling back.
DAY 15
“Why aren’t they leaving? It’s so cold” Allie said through chattering teeth, shaking Sirius awake.
There were a couple dementors that had been circling their cell block, their close proximity sucking all the warmth out of the air. Sirius blinked at her a few times as he was waking up, noticing it was indeed much colder than it normally was at night.
“I don’t know, sometimes they linger in one spot overnight” he said sleepily.
“I’m freezing, I’ve never been this cold before” she said softly, sitting at the edge of his bunk.
She was shivering hard, even wrapped in her blanket Sirius could tell that she was still having trouble adjusting to the frigid chill the dementors brought.
“You will get used to it” he said as he sat up.
“How long did it take you to adjust?” she asked
He chuckled “probably 6 months” he muttered with a sheepish smile.
“Great” she whispered, wrapping herself tighter. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure” he said, furrowing his brow in curiosity as he sat up straighter.
“What happened that night?” she asked, her voice whisper quiet. “When you were framed…”
Sirius inhaled deeply, studying her face intently before speaking. Her eyes were a very light shade of green— he would’ve mistaken them for blue at first glance, but looking closely, they were indeed green.
“I had 3 friends— James, Peter and Remus. They were the greatest friends, James especially. He took me in when my family disowned me.” Sirius began. “James was married to Lily, and they had a son, Harry.”
“Wait— James and Lily Potter? Harry Potter?” Allie asked; her typically soft voice almost at normal speaking level in her surprise.
“Yes— their location was protected by the Fidelius charm, and I was supposed to be the secret keeper…”
“So you were the one who sold them out?” she interjected.
“NO.” Sirius said, a little too firmly as it made Allie jump and shrink away from him. “I would’ve died before I betrayed them. I was supposed to be the secret keeper, but we made a last minute change”
Allie relaxed slightly, nodding at him to continue.
“We had a spy in the Order— The Order of the Phoenix was the resistance, if you remember hearing that during the war— we had thought the spy was Remus, but turns out it was Peter. I had convinced James to use Peter as the secret keeper instead— I as good as killed the Potters”
Sirius began to get a little emotional, recanting that horrible night that haunted him. He continued to tell her about how he had confronted Peter when they found out they had been betrayed, and how he blasted apart the street, screaming at how Sirius was the one who betrayed the Potters, as no one knew about the last minute switch in secret keepers besides the Potters, Peter and himself.
“Thanks for telling me” she whispered, giving him a sympathetic smile.
He nodded, taking a deep breath to steady his emotions. He noticed she was still shivering, the icy chill still present around them. He wished he had a wand; he would cast a patronus and drive those vile creatures away to keep her warm.
“You can sleep here tonight, it’ll be warmer with both of us” he said, patting his mattress.
The moment the sentence left his lips he instantly felt stupid. Did he really just offer a place in his bed to his cellmate? His prison cellmate? To his surprise, she nodded and crawled up next to him, spreading the blanket that was wrapped around her overtop of his blanket, and situated herself under both of them. Sirius laid back down, awkwardly sticking his arm out for Allie to curl up next to him, feeling his ears grow hot in embarrassment. His stomach did flip flops as she laid her head on his chest, wrapping one of her arms over his torso. He felt clumsy as he adjusted the blanket to cover her shoulders; he never used to be nervous around women in the past, why was he feeling this way now? Was it because it had been 12 years since he had even touched a woman? He felt her relax against him, her shivering starting to subside. He closed his eyes; this was a nice feeling— to be touched by another human being. He always got irritated when any of the other inmates even so much as brushed his shoulder, but here, cradling Allie as she drifted off to sleep, a tear slipped unexpectedly down his cheek. He didn’t realize how much he had missed another person’s gentle touch until this moment.
DAY 16
Through then next day, Allie seemed much more relaxed, almost even cheerful as they went about their day. Sirius took note in the few jokes she had made throughout the day, as well as she spent rec hour walking laps, rather than sitting in the corner twirling a lock of her hair. They continued conversations throughout most of the day while they were in their cell, talking about their interests, lives, memories from when they were younger. Sirius had learned that Allie had been in Hufflepuff whilst at Hogwarts, obtaining seven O.W.Ls before having to drop out to help take care of her siblings. She expressed her love for potions, her initial life’s dream to be Healer at St. Mungo’s, and to brew new potions to help the terminally sick.
“Taught by Snivellus, eh?” he had teased “I’m surprised you liked potions with him teaching”
“Professor Snape, you mean?” she had giggled “he was alright, nasty to some of the other students, but I didn’t talk much so he left me alone”
“I was in school with Severus Snape— I hated that greasy haired prat”
“Maybe you didn’t give him enough credit, he seems like he was quiet as a student, like me. Misunderstood.”
Allie impressed him, the more she talked, the more he liked her. She seemed to be an uncommonly kind girl— just like Lily had been.
“At least its warmer tonight” Sirius said as they were crawling into their bunks.
“Yeah” she said softly, her voice as smooth as a soft breeze. “I slept better with you last night, though”
Sirius couldn’t help but smile at this; he indeed had a great night’s sleep with her curled up with him.
“You can sleep down here again, if you wanted to” he said, trying to sound smooth and casual.
He felt awkward as he suggested it, mentally kicking himself for not having the same suave demeanor that he did before he was locked up. He used to be such the ladies’ man, able to charm any witch he set his eye on. Now, he felt like he was stumbling in the dark like an inexperienced 14 year old boy. To his surprise, Allie came slinking down the bunk ladder, crawling into bed next to him with a shy smile on her face. He allowed her to curl up against him like she had done the previous night, her arm snaking around his torso again. He smiled and closed his eyes, but his eyes flew open when he felt her lips press against his cheek gently. She kissed him softly, and when he looked at her, her face had flushed a deep shade of scarlet as she gave him a shy smile. His instincts took over, and he leaned in, pressing his lips against hers.
Fireworks! The kiss was electrifying, he had forgotten what it felt like to kiss; her lips were pillow soft against his, their tongues swirled together as if they had done this many times before. They kissed for few minutes before his hand hesitantly slid up her shirt, moving slowly in case she would stop him. She didn’t.
He cupped her breast, surprised to find it larger than he expected, it barely fitting in his hand as he massaged her smooth flesh, running his thumb along her nipple. He could tell she liked it, for her soft moans against his mouth made the bulge in his pants grow larger by the second. His hand travelled down between her legs, his hand brushing against a patch of silky soft hair before slipping a couple fingers inside. She gasped— music to his ears as began to work his fingers inside her, kissing her neck as he relished in the experience of pleasuring a woman. It had been too long— too long since a woman had gasped and moaned for him. He felt like his old self— Sirius Black pre- Azkaban— watching Allie’s facial expressions as he began to work faster, curling his fingers inside her. A wide smile crept across his face as he felt her muscles contract around him.
“Oh, oh, oh!” she cried, as look of pleasure mixed with surprise splashed across her face as she came apart for him.
Sirius chuckled, watching her breathe heavily as her face puzzled.
“Why do you look so surprised?” he laughed, pulling her close to him.
“It was better than I expected” she giggled softly
“Thought I didn’t know what I was doing?”
“No, no” she said quickly “I’ve just never…” she trailed off, her pinks twinging pink.
“You’ve never… what?” he asked playfully.
She now flushed scarlet, not meeting his eyes and smiling sheepishly.
“You’re trying to tell me you’ve never had an orgasm? Come off it— I know there are some terrible lovers out there, but certainly at least you’ve rubbed one out before?” he asked incredulously.
“No…” she whispered, shaking her head and flushing even deeper.
“What? Well, you should start— especially if the boys you’ve been shagging can’t get you off” he laughed.
He didn’t think she could get anymore scarlet she was blushing so much. She didn’t respond to him, but by her demeanor he started to put two and two together, his heartbeat quickened as guilt flooded through him.
“Oh— Oh, you’ve never done this, at all, before…” he said slowly, a statement not a question.
She shook her head, chewing her bottom lip as she looked into his eyes. Sirius realized she had tried to tell him he had given her, at 23, her very first orgasm— in prison, his mind added. Had he taken advantage of her? He didn’t mean to, she seemed very much to want it.
“Shit— oh, shit— Allie, I’m sorry, I didn’t realize…” he stammered
“No, Sirius, its ok” she said, her sweet voice making him relax. “I wanted to” She smiled at him “I haven’t had much time for dating since taking care of my siblings, and the only time I found myself in a broom closet with a bloke, Filch pulled us out before we could do anything”
“Damn Filch, such a buzzkill” he smirked. “You sure you’re ok?”
“Yeah” she said, kissing his cheek. “I’m good”
They were silent for a moment, as Allie began chewing her bottom lip, eyeing him intently.
“What?” he asked, furrowing his brow.
“Can you do it again?” she asked softly, her cheeks flushing again.
Sirius smiled a wide toothy grin, chuckling softly as his hand trailed back down the front of her pants. “Yeah, kitten— I can do it again”.
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