All the Right Moves (Sirius Black Love Story for harrypotterfan971's Contest)

All the Right Moves (Sirius Black Love Story for harrypotterfan971's Contest)

Marley May Malorine is a fourth year Gryffindor with a super-duper best friend, Maxwell Shelton. She's well-liked by almost everyone in Gryffindor house, and she's not afraid to announce it. She gets the guys she wants, she gets the things she wants, and she does what she wants. An American girl from Texas, all the guys find her the most charming little thing. Everything is picture-perfect.

All it takes is one boy to show her real life and reshape her world. That boy's name is Sirius Black.

Chapter 1

Max's Little Trick

“Bye, Liss! Love you!” I yelled to my sister as I rushed off to the Hogwarts Express. I held the handle of my trunk tight as I dragged it up the stairs and into the walkway of the train. I’d just gotten to the top when someone grabbed my hand and whisked me- and my trunk- down the corridors of the vessel. Laughing, I was hurried into an empty compartment and drawn into a massive hug by my best friend, Max Shelton. Once he let go I nudged my trunk under the bench, grinning at him.

“Omigod, Marley, can you believe you’re finally going back to Hogwarts? It’s, like, omigod,” Max said, obviously excited.

“Omigod, Maxie, it is so awesome!” I stated with matching enthusiasm.

“Alright, so Marls, I saw this totally hot guy on the way in here. I just have to point him out for you,” Max said as we sat on the bench.

“Really? What’d he look like?” I asked. Usually when Max said a guy was hot, he wasn’t just hot. He was HOT.

“Well, he was super muscular, really tall, he had messy but adorable red hair, and omigod Marls, he had the most beautiful brow-” Max began, but something out the door caught his eye and he stopped. Less than two seconds later there were a lot of screaming girls. I turned to look over my shoulder, and I was instantly confused. There was blackish smog in the hall, but it didn’t seem like the ashy sort you’d see from a fire.

“You’re such an arse, Sirius!” exclaimed a boy with messy hair and glasses as he yanked open the glass door and stumbled into our compartment.

“Why would you do that?” asked his dirty-blonde haired friend as he followed in, though he was saying it with a little more humor in his tone

“You’ve got to admit it was funny at the least,” said the last one, a boy with curly, shoulder-length black hair and sparkling brown eyes. He was taller than the one with glasses, but slightly shorter than the one with blonde hair. Whatever the case, all three of them were taller than me. The last one in shut the door back and latched it, to prevent any more of the repulsive fumes from entering the cabin, I assumed.

“If we weren’t in the walk, it would have been!” said the boy in the glasses, shoving his friend down on the bench across from Max and me. His friend, Sirius, laughed and shook his head.

“You’ve no sense of humor, James,” he chuckled. James and the blonde haired boy sat down, too.

“Um, excuse me, what are you doing in here?” Max asked them sassily. Ah, I loved that boy.

“Erm, sorry, I’m James Potter. This is Remus Lupin, and the idiot here is Sirius Black,” James introduced them in turn.

“I’m the idiot here Sirius Black,” Sirius said in an almost robotic voice. Max and I giggled, and even Remus and James had to smile.

“So, Sirius, what did you do to make these young men so angry?” I asked.

“He-” James began. I held a hand up to silence him before he even started.

“I didn’t ask you, James,” I said with a teasing grin. Max gently clicked his tongue, like he always did.

“Girl, don’t be cold now,” he said jokingly. I turned my attention to him for a moment.

“Love you, Maxie,” I said. He smirked and flipped his wrist.

“I know, girl, I know,” he said. The three boys just stared at us, wonder showing visibly on their faces. Max and I were from America, so to them, we probably spoke funny. We had lived in England for four years now, and we’d picked up the English accent somewhat, yet we still spoke like downright Americans.

“So, what did you do?” I repeated to Sirius.

“Oh, right. I just set off a dungbomb in the train, and they’re mad because we were still there when I set it off,” he explained.

“Well why’d you do that?” I asked a humorous twinkle in my eyes.

“I didn’t mean to! It fell out of my bag and it exploded! It’s not like I mea-” he jumped to explain. He was cut off when we all started laughing. It took him about a second to realize I was only teasing him and go a light shade of pink. He was adorable.

“Look at Black, trying to impress the lady,” James teased.

“Shut up, Potter! Moony, shove him for me, will you?” Sirius said.

“Why of course,” Remus said, giving James a friendly shove. He laughed and shoved Remus back.

“That’s for Sirius,” he said.

“I’m not a shove-anger,” Remus joked. Maxie and I laughed.

“You guys aren’t as bad as I thought you were,” Max commented.

“Wait, you don’t like us or anything, do you?” James asked instantly, concerned.

“No. Way. I’m gay, not desperate, k?” Maxie said, shooting the give-me-a-break look at him.

“Right, sorry,” he apologized.

“No harm done,” Max said, leaning back in his chair. I grabbed my robes and stood up, deciding to get dressed before we left.

“I’m going to change, I’ll be back in a minAH!” I shrieked as the train suddenly lurched forward, making me fall onto Sirius and Remus.

“You’re trippin’ for them, Marley,” Max chuckled, jokingly, of course.

“Omigod, sorry sorry sorry!” I repeated, getting up off of them. When I stood up, however, my necklace caught on Sirius’ shirt and yanked my neck back down. He laughed and worked to un-snag it. The other three were laughing their heads off in the meantime. I watched as he undid it, delicately pulling the fibers off the gold chain. Most guys would simply take the charm and yank the necklace off, and I was impressed how gently he removed it.

“Uh, thanks,” I blushed when he got it off finally. I didn’t blush often, flirt sure, but not blush. The first thing I did was look at Max, who was smirking back with a you-so-like-him expression.

We talked through looks all the time, so I knew he had to understand my say-anything-and-I’ll-kill-you stare.

“No problem,” Sirius said. I grinned at him, then slid the compartment door open.

“Right, so, uh, be right back,” I said, shutting it behind me. I was a few paces away from the restroom when someone caught my attention.

“Hey, you, Blondie,” said a girl in an open cabin.

“Me?” I asked.

“Yeah. Are the Marauders sitting with you?” she asked. She was pretty, I noted, with waist-length black hair and almond-shaped green eyes. She was in Gryffindor and her first name was Melena, but that was all I knew about her.

“Who?” I asked. She groaned, as if I were causing her pain by not knowing.

“James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Sirius Black. You know, the Marauders?” she said.

“Oh, yeah, why?” I asked her.

“You’re so lucky! James is the hottest guy in the school,” she said. I made a quizzical face. She looked to be about seventeen! James was fourteen at the most!

“Uh, yeah, he is. What year are you in?” I asked her.

“I’m in seventh year. Now I know I shouldn’t like a fourteen year old boy, but I do,” she said. My analysis had been right on target, and one thought came to my mind: Ew. Ew, ew, ew! That was just wrong in so many ways!

“Uh… Right. Well, I have to go change,” I said, pointing to the wadded robes in my hand, “Nice speaking with you.”

“See you around school,” she replied as I left. Creep.


“Wait, Marley!” Sirius called as Maxie and I set off to the carriages. I turned around and waited for him to catch up. He stopped in front of Max and me, smiling.

“Yes?” I asked him.

“I almost forgot to ask, but, um, what house are you in?” he asked.

“Me? I’m in Gryffindor. Isn’t it obvious?” I asked, making a circle around the crest on my robes.

“Oh, right. I’m not observant, sorry,” he said, embarrassed. He really was the cutest guy I’d ever met… And I’d met a lot of cute guys.

“It happens,” I shrugged, fiddling with the end of my sleeve. I glanced at his robes and realized that he too was in Gryffindor. And we haven’t met until now? What the hippogriff is this!?

“So… Want to share a wagon with us?” Sirius asked. My eyes must have lit up because he let a little smile appear.

Yeah, sure,” I said, a lot less excitement slipping into my voice than I felt. He looked at Max as if to ask the same thing, but Max shook his head before he could phrase the question. I looked at him- well, more like glared at him- and gritted my teeth. He was saying ‘no’ for the sole purpose to leave Sirius and me alone.

“You go ahead, babe, I’ve gotta go find Trisha and Nelly,” Max said. Trisha and Nelly were two of his Ravenclaw friends who I was not at all fond of. He knew that, that’s why he was going to find them of all people.

“Well, come on, we’ll have to walk to the castle if we don’t hurry,” Sirius said, grabbing my hand and leading me away. Right before we were sucked into the crowd, I glanced back over my shoulder at Max with a now-I’m-really-gonna-kill-you look. He was staring right back, with a I-got-you-good smirk.


And it all started there, with Max’s little trick.

“Omigod, Marley, can you believe you’re finally going back to Hogwarts? It’s, like, omigod,” Max said, obviously excited.
“Omigod, Maxie, it is so awesome!” I stated with matching enthusiasm.
“Alright, so Marls, I saw this totally hot guy on the way in here. I just have to point him out for you,” Max said as we sat on the bench.
“Really? What’d he look like?” I asked. Usually when Max said a guy was hot, he wasn’t just hot. He was HOT.
“Well, he was super muscular, really tall, he had messy but adorable red hair, and omigod Marls, he had the most beautiful brow-” Max began, but something out the door caught his eye and he stopped. Less than two seconds later there were a lot of screaming girls. I turned to look over my shoulder, and I was instantly confused. There was blackish smog in the hall, but it didn’t seem like the ashy sort you’d see from a fire.
“You’re such an arse, Sirius!” Exclaimed a boy with messy hair and glasses as he yanked open the glass door and stumbled into our compartment.
“Why would you do that?” Asked his dirty-blonde haired friend as he followed in, though he was saying it with a little more humor in his tone.
“You’ve got to admit it was funny at the least,” Said the last one, a boy with curly, shoulder-length black hair and sparkling brown eyes. He was taller than the one with glasses, but slightly shorter than the one with blonde hair. Whatever the case, all three of them were taller than me. The last one in shut the door back and latched it, to prevent any more of the repulsive fumes from entering the cabin, I assumed.
“If we weren’t in the walk, it would have been!” Said the boy in the glasses, shoving his friend down on the bench across from Max and me. His friend, who I presumed was named ‘Sirius’, laughed and shook his head.
“You’ve no sense of humor, James,” he chuckled. ‘James’ and the blonde haired boy sat down, too.
“Um, excuse me, what are you doing in here?” Max asked them sassily. Ah, I loved that boy.
“Erm, sorry, I’m James Potter. This is Remus Lupin, and the idiot here is Sirius Black,” James introduced them in turn.
“I’m the idiot here Sirius Black,” Sirius said in an almost robotic voice. Max and I giggled, and even Remus and James had to smile.
“So, Sirius, what did you do to make these young men so angry?” I asked.
“He-” James began. I held a hand up to silence him before he even started.
“I didn’t ask you, James,” I said with a teasing grin. Max gently clicked his tongue, like he always did.
“Girl, don’t be cold now,” He said jokingly. I turned my attention to him for a moment.
“Love you, Maxie,” I said. He smirked and flipped his wrist.
“I know, girl, I know,” He said. The three boys just stared at us, wonder showing visibly on their faces. Max and I were from America, so to them, we probably spoke funny. We had lived in England for four years now, and we’d picked up the English accent somewhat, yet we still spoke like downright Americans.
“So, what did you do?” I repeated to Sirius.
“Oh, right. I just set off a dungbomb in the train, and they’re mad because we were still there when I set it off,” he explained.
“Well why’d you do that?” I asked, a humorous twinkle in my eyes.
“I didn’t mean to! It fell out of my bag and it exploded! It’s not like I mea-” he jumped to explain. He was cut off when we all started laughing. It took him about a second to realize I was only teasing him and go a light shade of pink. He was adorable.
“Look at Black, trying to impress the lady,” James teased.
“Shut up, Potter! Moony, shove him for me, will you?” Sirius said.
“Why of course,” Remus said, giving James a friendly shove. He laughed and shoved Remus back.
“That’s for Sirius,” he said.
“I’m not a shove-anger,” Remus joked. Maxie and I laughed
“You guys aren’t as bad as I thought you were,” Max commented.
“Wait, you don’t like us or anything, do you?” James asked instantly, concerned.
“No. Way. I’m gay, not desperate, k?” Maxie said, shooting the give-me-a-break look at him.
“Right, sorry,” he apologized.
“No harm done,” Max said, leaning back in his chair. I grabbed my robes and stood up, deciding to get dressed before we left.
“I’m going to change, I’ll be back in a minAH!” I shrieked as the train suddenly lurched forward, making me fall onto Sirius and Remus.
“You’re trippin’ for them, Marley,” Max chuckled, jokingly, of course.
“Omigod, sorry sorry sorry!” I repeated, getting up off of them. When I stood up, however, my necklace caught on Sirius’ shirt and yanked my neck back down. He laughed and worked to un-snag it. The other three were laughing their heads off in the meantime. I watched as he undid it, delicately pulling the fibers off the gold chain. Most guys would simply take the charm and yank the necklace off, and I was impressed how gently he removed it.
“Uh, thanks,” I blushed when he got it off finally. I didn’t blush often, flirt sure, but not blush. The first thing I did was look at Max, who was smirking back with a you-so-like-him expression. We talked through looks all the time, so I knew he had to understand my say-anything-and-I’ll-kill-you stare.
“No problem,” Sirius said. I grinned at him, then slid the compartment door open.
“Right, so, uh, be right back,” I said, shutting it behind me. I was a few paces away from the restroom when someone caught my attention.
“Hey, you, Blondie,” said a girl in an open cabin.
“Me?” I asked.
“Yeah. Are the Marauders sitting with you?” She asked. She was pretty, I noted, with waist-length black hair and almond-shaped green eyes. She was in Gryffindor and her first name was Melena, but that was all I knew about her.
“Who?” I asked. She groaned, as if I were causing her pain by not knowing.
“James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Sirius Black. You know, the Marauders?” She said.
“Oh, yeah, why?” I asked her.
“You’re so lucky! James is the hottest guy in the school,” she said. I made a quizzical face. She looked to be about seventeen! James was fourteen at the most!
“Uh, yeah, he is. What year are you in?” I asked her.
“I’m in seventh year. Now I know I shouldn’t like a fourteen year old boy, but I do,” she said. My analysis had been right on target, and one thought came to my mind: Ew. Ew, ew, ew! That was just wrong in so many ways!
“Uh… Right. Well, I have to go change,” I said, pointing to the wadded robes in my hand, “Nice speaking with you.”
“See you around school,” she replied as I left. Creep.

“Wait, Marley!” Sirius called as Maxie and I set off to the carriages. I turned around and waited for him to catch up. He stopped in front of Max and me, smiling.
“Yes?” I asked him.
“I almost forgot to ask, but, um, what house are you in?” He asked.
“Me? I’m in Gryffindor. Isn’t it obvious?” I asked, making a circle around the crest on my robes.
“Oh, right. I’m not observant, sorry,” He said, embarrassed. He really was the cutest guy I’d ever met… And I’d met a lot of cute guys.
“It happens,” I shrugged, fiddling with the end of my sleeve. I glanced at his robes and realized that he too was in Gryffindor. And we haven’t met until now? What the hippogriff is this!?
“So… Want to share a wagon with us?” Sirius asked. My eyes must have lit up because he let a little smile appear.
“Yeah, sure,” I said, a lot less excitement slipping into my voice than I felt. He looked at Max as if to ask the same thing, but Max shook his head before he could phrase the question. I looked at him- well, more like glared at him- and gritted my teeth. He was saying ‘no’ for the sole purpose to leave Sirius and me alone.
“You go ahead, babe, I’ve gotta go find Trisha and Nelly,” Max said. Trisha and Nelly were two of his Ravenclaw friends who I was not at all fond of. He knew that, that’s why he was going to find them of all people.
“Well, come on, we’ll have to walk to the castle if we don’t hurry,” Sirius said, grabbing my hand and leading me away. Right before we were sucked into the crowd, I glanced back over my shoulder at Max with a now-I’m-really-gonna-kill-you look. He was staring right back, with a I-got-you-good smirk.

And it all started there, with Max’s little trick.

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