Mary rolled her eyes, a smile on her face to accompany the blush that was starting to form. "That reckless attitude of yours is going to get you killed one of these days, Sirius Black. Especially if you've got it in tow when you're on a bloody motorcycle!" She was deciding to voluntarily ignore that last comment. He was probably referring to nothing more than his biceps or--something like that, but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that her mind had gone to a rather dirty place. "What I meant by 'you don't have what I'm looking for,'" she added in a low voice, "Was a bloody butterbeer." She winked playfully before pulling the drink to her lips to take a sip. She caught the cherry between her lips and sucked it into her mouth the rest of the way, giving a gentle tug at the stem, removing it neatly.
"I've just been...doing my thing. Working, eating. Trying not to think about--" she cut herself off before mentioning a word about Gabriel, "How unprepared I actually am to be a mother." Mary was tempted to suggest that Sirius find himself his own wheel to attach to at the mention of Lily and James, but held herself back. Perhaps it would be too forward of her to do so; and that might just end up turning it around to her suggesting that she be that wheel and--this was Sirius...He was charming and a great friend and, well he was quite attractive but Mary didn't see him as the settle down type. And with a baby on the way...she was in the market for that type of bloke (even if she denied it profusely). "It's not in the water," she said with a laugh, swallowing the cherry. "It's just...hormones. And not knowing what's going to happen in the next year or six months or even one month. So everyone's shagging like rabbits and...well, cause and effect."
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