Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, I just borrow them... besides one character.
Note: I am an old author of and I am bringing an old story back. An old idea I took off and wanted to put back on, but I have lost the story- so here is the re-make I believe will be a lot better.
Memories of Marina Black, Chapter 1: Rain on my windows
I sit here on these rainy days and remember him, how he would talk to me, hold me, and look at me, loving me. How his hands would brush my cheek getting rid of that fallen tear that came around once in a while. How he'd whisper in my ear that he would live with me forever, that nothing would take him away from me. I remember these things, I remember every day, every waking hour when I was with him. Now my days just drag on, I live in his shadow and tell my story, the way I knew Sirius Black.
It was a late August day and we were in our 6th year at Hogwarts, I was hurrying down the hall towards the library needing to get a paper I had forgotten. My mind, although, was drifting off in another direction. Funny enough to say I was thinking about Sirius. At this time I had a deep interest in him, I dearly wanted him to be mine. Exactly like a first love struck schoolgirl. I got to the library and looked over at the desk, at which I had been sitting, from the wide entrance of the library. Of course, with my great timing someone had just come and decided to sit down at that table. I sighed and briskly walked in, not paying any attention at who was sitting at that table with his friends. I walked over my Hogwarts uniform half undone, I never liked being all neat and tidy about my uniform, quite frankly I've never really liked them.
At this time we had had the library table for a while and they were low and old, having many of spells cast on them and potions spilled. I leaned down low over the table to pick up my piece of paper. Picking it up and turning around I heard a whistle, and that was the first time I had thought to my self ''why do I like this boy so much?'' Ironically enough, Sirius has looked down my Hogwarts uniform top, whistling in his own teasing way. I made another mental note to myself to start liking buttoning up my shirts. Turning around again I walked over to Sirius and said, "So you're a whistler are you, hon? Exactly what were you whistling at? Or can you not say for you are too embarrassed?" A loud laugh came from his friends and he just sat there looking at me, I looked back with a slight smile on my face. Finally he decided to answer "What do you think I was whistling at? There's nothing here to whistle at besides you." He smirked back and I gave a slight giggle, his friends hooting at Sirius's response. I smiled nicely and I took a chance saying, "Good boy, someone's very brave, have a cookie." And I leaned down and kissed him, not on the cheek, a real kiss. His friends have another hoot, and what surprised me more what that Sirius didn't turn away or push me. As I pulled away noticing that the librarian was giving us a look from the corner of her eye, Sirius pouted and said, "that's all I get? No whipped cream on top?" I started laughing and what surprised me the most was that Sirius finally got up, but his intention for getting up was to kiss me. I guess you could say that that was the way we got together.
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