[HP] The Order of the Phoenix Family

"Uh, Sirius?" Harry called tentatively, standing in front of the attic door.

As the holiday wore on, Sirius' moods grew worse and worse, and he stayed in Buckbeak's loft.Harry felt a little nervous about bothering the godfather about something like this, but he couldn't think of anyone else he could ask, and it was kind of... urgent.Not the urgency of Mr. Weasley dying, but it was imminent with the start of school.

There was a slight movement of getting up, followed by the sound of footsteps, and Sirius appeared in front of him: "What's the matter, Harry?"

"I... want to ask you something," Harry said. His godfather looked a little tired, as if he had just taken a nap, and he smelled like a place where animals were kept.

"About your scars?" Still that caring, focused tone.

"It's not, uh, it's about..." Harry whispered, "About, girl."

"Girls," Sirius repeated.

"I want to know what to do..." After saying these words, Harry felt that it was absurd to ask Sirius specifically, and he almost wished Sirius had just told him that he was not free to listen, "Like, kissing .”

"kiss."

Harry's entire cheeks became hot, and he almost let the godfather run away as if he hadn't said anything.Sirius stroked his chin and fell into thought. For a while, he seemed serious, but then, the smile on his face broke through the ground like a tenacious sprout.

"Sirius!"

"I'm sorry, Harry, I just..." Sirius finally laughed, and Harry knocked off the godfather's hand patting his shoulder in embarrassment and anger, "Sorry, I didn't expect you to ask me such a question. "

"Then who else can I ask?" Harry muttered.

"That's right, after all, Ron doesn't look like..." Sirius shook his head, and finally stopped laughing, "It's good for you, Harry, there are not only Voldemort, but also girls in your life."

"So you want to answer my question?"

"Well, let me think about it..." Sirius scratched his messy long hair, "How much experience do you have?"

"Not much." Harry stepped back and let Sirius come out, lest the hippogriff would get impatient, and clawed at the godfather's ass, "...just once."

"Once?" Sirius raised his tone, "With your popularity, I thought it would be more than this."

"I don't think about it much." It was about to turn into the most awkward conversation Harry had ever had.

"You don't need to be idle to think about this." Sirius said with a smile, "Then let's talk about that time first, who is the other participant?"

This was worse than Hermione, and Harry suspected that the godfather was embarrassing himself on purpose: "It's Cho Chang, Ravenclaw's Seeker."

"Not bad." Sirius whistled, Harry had never heard him whistle, "Is it the girl you like?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I kiss her?"

"You took the initiative to kiss her?"

"Um... no, she came and kissed me." Harry stared at their feet, Sirius was not wearing shoes, "Just after one of DA's parties, she came to talk to me and..."

"Stolen your first kiss."

"Siris!!"

"You haven't given me any information so far, except that you just lost your first kiss." Sirius folded his arms, "How can I give you advice?"

Harry was already quite skeptical that he needed advice from his godfather, and no offense, Sirius had certainly not kissed anyone in the past ten years or so.

"There's nothing to say, I just...put it on my lips." He could only stammer and continue, "Before I could react, she left..."

"Well, it's normal as a first kiss." Sirius nodded, "You haven't looked for her since then?"

"I do not know what to do."

"Okay..." Sirius said thoughtfully, "tell me what kind of person she is."

"She's very pretty, oriental, black-haired, small, maybe a head shorter than me. And..." Harry searched, realizing how little he knew about Cho, "she supports the Tornado team. She's very Popular, lots of friends."

"A head shorter than you?" Sirius was not interested in what he expected, "Then how did she kiss you? Pull you down? Hold your neck?"

"Uh, no, I don't remember that. None."

"That's just it?" Sirius opened his arms to keep his balance, and made a ballet-like tiptoe movement.

"I don't know... I didn't notice, maybe." Harry felt more and more that he—they—was stupid.

"No wonder you didn't kiss for long. If you don't bow your head or hug her up, this—" tipping again, "it's very tiring."

"Please don't do that again," Harry gritted his teeth.

Sirius laughed again, "I didn't notice this, so what did you notice? Her breasts?"

"I don't—what?" It was so loud that Harry hurried to see if anyone else heard him, the heat on his face reaching new heights.

"Why, haven't you ever paid attention to a girl's breasts?" Sirius asked, "nor have you ever had a lustful dream—"

"None of that!" Harry said angrily, "I didn't ask you that!"

"You're so pure, Harry." Sirius sighed mockingly, "You know, the difference between a long, beautiful kiss and 'that thing' was—"

"Sirius!!!"

"Okay, okay..." Sirius held up his hands before he turned his head and walked away, "So you noticed something? Or are you just completely petrified?"

"I noticed she was crying." Thinking of Ron's reaction, Harry swallowed hard and didn't say "wet" or "salty," Hermione said it was because she felt guilty about Cedric— She was Cedric's girlfriend before, and she didn't know if she liked me."

"Oh." Sirius became serious, "But you do like her?"

"Yeah, I've liked her for a long time, maybe in the third year..." Harry felt that they were past the worst part, and the conversation that followed couldn't have been more embarrassing anyway. Tried to invite her, but Cedric beat me to it."

"I see, that's not too bad." Sirius said. He probably suspected that Harry liked Cho because he felt guilty about Cedric. "So what did you do when she kissed you and cried?"

Harry still had only one answer to give: "I probably patted her on the back."

Sirius blinked, "It's... not bad, at least it's not unresponsive. It's quite shocking to kiss someone but the other party doesn't respond, especially if she's not firm."

"How many girls have you kissed?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"A few...not really girlfriends." Sirius shrugged, "I was busy messing around with James at the time."

"What about my dad?"

"Looks like I should tell you he gave his precious first kiss to his one and only love, Lily, but actually he probably has more than me. Quidditch star or something, people line up after every game to touch him Kiss him—you've missed a lot." Sirius replied, "But I can tell you for sure that his first night was in Lily's hands."

"…I don't need to know that." Harry scowled, hesitating between asking for advice and hearing more of his parents' stories.

"If you want to kiss her more times in the new semester, and do it better than the first time, leaning over or hugging her are both good choices." Sirius introduced, he must have some experience with this given his height, "Or choose a place with a height difference, such as on the steps, and let her stand a little higher."

Harry nodded and wrote down: "If you hug her...how?"

"This, how can I do it conveniently?" Sirius frowned a little troubled, and made a few gestures indiscriminately, "Like putting his arms around her waist, or her back...as long as you don't touch her chest or the inside of her clothes too quickly, I don't think it's fine." The problem. Girls usually don't like each other too fast, but it also depends on how you feel at the time—"

"I see!" Harry pulled the topic away from under his clothes, "Is there any more?"

"It is recommended to close your eyes." Sirius replied, "You may feel that looking at each other is more romantic, but when you are very close, it will become cross-eyed, which is a bit stupid."

The last time Cho kissed him, he seemed to have been watching... Harry's face, which had just cooled down, was hot again.

"The tongue part, I really don't know how to describe it..." Sirius raised his head and thought for a while, "If she opens her mouth, imagine yourself writing the alphabet in her mouth, abcd...she doesn't open her mouth You don't have to think about it. Don't force it."

Harry swallowed hard, tongue... imagining that was kind of scary and disgusting, but also weirdly appealing.Would Qiu think like that?She had a boyfriend, hadn't she already tried it?Did she already feel that Harry's kissing skills were far worse than Cedric's?

"Then, where do I put my hands to look less... impolite?"

"Politeness." Sirius made a face at his choice of words, "seriously, it all comes naturally... If you have to suggest, hugging your waist is more classic, and at the same time, she is hugging your neck, which is more suitable." beginner."

"Waist? Here?" Harry gestured awkwardly at his waist, and Sirius sighed with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Come on, you don't want to chant spells, there are no standard actions." He took two steps towards Harry, and made a hugging motion with his arms, "Here, this is almost the same, and your bones won't break easily to her."

"Okay..." Harry imagined himself hugging Cho like this.

"Actually, it depends on how she does it." Sirius said again, "If you take the initiative, hold her hand from below, and then lean down to kiss her, it's easier..."

He put his hand next to Harry's and gave it a pat instead of a squeeze, which Harry decided might suit him better.If Qiu doesn't want to kiss him, there's no need to push him away...and he hasn't even held Qiu's hand yet.

"Put one hand on her back and hold her face in the other, so..." Sirius continued to speak and demonstrate, "It's not bad, and it's even sweeter."

"Hmm..." In this way, he needs to brush Qiu's hair and touch his skin...wouldn't it be a bit abrupt?

"Fuck me!!!"

There was a sudden yell nearby, and Harry and Sirius jumped back at the same time, turning to see Ron staring at them dumbfounded.Harry reflected quickly, Sirius hadn't actually touched him during the demonstration, but from the side, it did look like...

"Ron, this isn't—"

"I'm sorry!" The red-haired boy blushed and ran away quickly.Best-case-scenario, he'd go to Hermione and whisper his ear instead of running and yelling about what he'd just seen.

"Ron!"

"Ah, fuck it." Two seconds later, Sirius said monotonously, "Now I'm really going back to Azkaban."