A/N: I didn't keep you hanging that long!! Aren't you so proud of me?? haha ok I'll shut up now and get to the story because none of you are probably reading this anyway
Why?! Why, why, why did he do that?! Sirius pulled away and ran his face down his hands, trying to gain some control. He looked up to see Ginny staring at him with large brown eyes full of innocent wonder about what had just happened.
"I'm sorry," he muttered, pulling on the stubble on his chin and still trying to figure out what had happened himself.
"Why?" Ginny asked tentatively. "So you don't like me?"
"What?" Sirius questioned, raising his head and looking straight into her eyes. Oh God, her eyes...
"You don't like me?" Ginny repeated, playing with the hem of her nightshirt.
"What do you mean?" Sirius asked for further confirmation, and Ginny let her hand fall.
"Well usually when someone kisses someone, it means they like them!" she explained shortly, her eyes afire with annoyance.
"Ginny... You're thirteen."
"I'm perfectly aware of that," Ginny replied, crossing her arms in front of her chest and glaring at Sirius.
"I can't like you. It's wrong."
"Well I like you!" she confirmed.
Sirius once again let his face fall into his hands and massaged his temples for a moment. Then he straightened up and took Ginny's small hands in his.
"We can't do this," he said. "Do you know how much trouble we'd both be in if we were caught?"
"I thought Sirius Black was a Marauder," Ginny whispered. "I thought he didn't care if he could get caught. And I thought he liked me."
Ginny tried to jump off the table, but Sirius caught her wrist and held her back.
"Let go!" Ginny demanded, trying to tug out of his grasp. "If you're scared of getting caught just let me effing go!"
"We have to get some things straight here, Gin," Sirius said. He caught her around her waist and placed her easily back on the table. "Please talk to me."
"No," Ginny replied.
"Okay... then I'll do the talking."
Ginny said nothing, and Sirius sighed. He didn't really know where to begin.
"Ginny... I'm the adult here, and should never, ever have kissed you."
"But why?" Ginny begged of him. "It's just a kiss."
"But it's wrong, it's... it's improper! It-"
Before Sirius knew it, Ginny had wrapped her arms around Sirius's neck and was kissing him. Sirius, using all his willpower, unwrapped her hands and pulled away.
"We can't," Sirius whispered harshly.
"Why not?" asked Ginny. "There must have been some reason you kissed me! Don't you like me?!"
And Sirius decided he would just have to be honest.
"Yes, Ginny, I like you. I like you very, very much, and you are a very beautiful girl. But we can't do this. It's not right. You are so young..."
"I'm not some little kid, Sirius," Ginny disagreed, and Sirius nearly forgot his argument when she spoke his name. He shook his head.
"You are," he replied.
"I don't kiss like one," she promised.
Sirius froze. He had learned a few minutes before that that was very true, but he had to remember that he was no longer in fourth year. He was no longer a Marauder! He was an adult now...
"Please," Ginny whimpered in his ear.
Sirius closed his eyes and groaned. He was definitely going to regret this.
Ginny woke up early the next morning and sat up on her elbow to see that Hermione was still asleep. She got out slowly, tiptoed across the room, and changed into day clothes (a too-small T-shirt and jean shorts). She was about to leave when Hermione stirred.
"Hey, Sleepyhead," Ginny greeted her.
"What time is it?"
"Dunno. Probably like seven or something."
"Too early..." Hermione mumbled, but she got up anyway.
Ginny waited patiently for Hermione to dress, and the two girls headed downstairs together.
"I think we..." Ginny trailed off as she caught sight of Sirius sitting at the kitchen table but quickly regained her composure. "Yeah. Yeah, sounds good."
"What sounds good?" Hermione questioned, but Mrs. Weasley bustled up to them then and got them started on setting the table.
Ginny was pretty quiet while they ate. Unlike Sirius, she wasn't really worried about getting caught. She wanted to kiss him again as soon as she could, but she knew they could only do that when everyone else was asleep.
She slowly lifted a last bite of eggs to her mouth and chewed slowly. She could feel Sirius looking at her, and her cheeks burned. Why Sirius wanted to kiss her, she had no idea. But, if he really did want to, why should she stop him? Even though everyone she knew would probably tell her it was wrong, it felt so right.
Ginny was knocked back into the real world by Hermione's frustrated voice.
"Huh?" she questioned.
She looked around and realized Hermione and Mrs. Weasley were the only other people in the room.
"Breakfast is over," Hermione told her.
Ginny went to the sink to wash her dish, going through every moment from the night before in her head. Her heart beat faster as she thought of it, and goosebumps erupted on her arms.
Yes. This was definitely right.