Day 22 - Christmas Dance
There had been something about the winter that Sirius loved. Maybe because of the childhood memory back at Hogwarts or those family dinners he had at the Potter's home after running away from Grimmauld Place, being surrounded by people that truly cared for him. Rather than wallowing within the confinement of a place that brought misery and self-hatred. Or maybe the music playing in the background as snow fell outside.
"It rarely snows here," Victor murmurs thoughtfully, his arms around Sirius's waist as they moved in rhythm to the music, a soft chuckle escaped his lips. "Not unwelcomed, usually the snow remains in Ymir rather than here. But I cannot say it is an unwelcomed change. Laura may try using this change in weather to train."
"Harry will probably join her knowing him, anything to avoid awkward silence and moments," Sirius says with a chuckle. As he smile as Victor kisses his hand, while the two continued to dance to the music. "And keep him away from that Ash brat."
Victor's eyes twinkled bemused. "Well then, my dear. We should be proud our children have become good step-siblings, as for the Ash boy. I'm sure Laura will be able to handle him quite well."
"Maybe Fie would be interested in helping me hide the body?" Sirius mused.
"Now, now my darling," Victor purred with a grin. "Focus on me rather than the boy."
Sirius grins widely, the sound of the music growing louder as their lips inched closer together. "Now that," He murmured against Victor's. "I can do." As they met in a passionate kiss. Their silhouettes peered from the window as the music continued to play on in the background deciding to do a whole different type of dance.
The Devil's Tango, Winter style.