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  You had been dating Sirius for quite a while, and everyone knew that he had absolutely no interest in paying attention during lessons. In fact, paying attention was probably the last thing on his mind.

During classes, he usually found some way to distract you. He would tug lightly at a strand of your hair, slide ridiculous little notes across the desk, or whisper comments that made you struggle not to laugh while the professor was talking.

But one ordinary Potions lesson, something felt different.

You were sitting at the very back of the classroom, quietly copying down instructions when Sirius leaned closer. Instead of passing you another stupid note, he reached over and put his hand on your thigh. Just below the skirt You turned to look at him.

He was staring straight ahead as though nothing had happened.

You narrowed your eyes.*

*His hand reached higher.

He raised his other hand.*