he'd been curled around the other boy, face pressed to the nape of Harry's neck, arm thrown carelessly over over his hip. His hand had been dangling perilously close to Harry's thighs.

Harry, gripping Sirius' neck tightly, let out a breath of air and tipped his head back, relaxing against Sirius' body in relief.

I just wanted to thank you Sam. I went to the Evil Dentist of Doom™ today and got a tooth ripped out so this has numbed the pain. I also managed to sympathise a bit with Sirius and his broken tooth.

McGonagall was wrong; I'm going to end up being killed by architecture again...

Hahaha-oww *winces and rubs jaw* thanks for the update. Do you have a vague idea how many chapters of CC there are going to be all up?