Music is my inspiration for everything. Each chapter has a song that is the theme for the chapter. The song may apply to the character or for the plot or for something about to happen. I own nothing. Not song nor story nor characters nor website. Nothing. Because nothing can be owned
Maybe I should cry for help
Maybe I should kill myself (myself)
Blame it on my A-D-D baby
Maybe I'm a different breed
Maybe I'm not listening
So blame it on my A-D-D baby
Sail, sail
Sail, sail, sail
Sail- AWOLNATION
Sirius took a deep drag on his cigarette before pitching it over the side of the Astronomy Tower. As soon as it left his fingers, he wanted another. He sighed and pulled the pack from his pocket. It was the end of fourth year. This meant another summer with his disgusting family. Another summer listening to snide comments about how worthless he was.
Summers meant being locked into his room for long periods of time unless his parents needed the look of being the perfect family. Summers meant having his letters confiscated. Summers meant going to boring dinner parties where one slip of his tongue resulted in harsh punishment. Summers were pure hell for Sirius.
Sirius Orion Black, heir apparent of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, toujours pur of society- was only one step up from a mudblood in Walburga and Orion Black's eyes.
He growled at the thought and shoved the pack back in his pocket. He needed something stronger. He pulled a small metal box from the bottom of his bag. Skillfully, he filled the bowl and took a deep toke. He felt the pleasant lightheadedness that always accompanied a deep drag. He loved the feeling. It helped him relax. Thoughtfully, he stared at the bowl. The last couple weeks, it just wasn't cutting it.
He contemplated going to find Avery Young (his dealer) to see if he had something stronger than the m.j. but thought better when he heard the thunder of footsteps on the stairs behind him. He straighten his 6 foot frame and brushed a hand quickly through his black hair. His bangs were forever falling into his silver gray eyes. He knew he was gorgeous, sexy, hot. He knew his reputation as a ladies man. He wanted that. It bugged his parents and gave the illusion that Sirius Black was fearless and confident. It hid what he wanted to hide. What he needed to hide.
"Hey Padfoot! Padfoot!... Ouch. PADFOOT!" He turned at the noise and watched as his two best friends launched themselves onto the roof. He smirked, covertly eyeing the slim golden haired boy before facing James. For awhile now, Sirius had been harboring some strange thoughts concerning Remus Lupin. Not the usual thoughts a male had about another male he considered a brother either. Until he had a handle on the situation, mum was the word.
"What Prongs?" James grinned and waved the letter he held clutched in his hand.
"They said yes! Yes! We are going to the Quidditch Cup! Mom said you can come stay with us for the summer after we get back from France. Which is only two weeks into the summer so you can go to your parents hoity-toity ball and then come stay with me. We'll go swimming and…." Sirius tuned him out. He put the bowl back in his box and put it away. As he turned, he noticed Remus staring at him with a concerned look. Sirius gave him the dazzling smile that always worked on everyone else. It never worked on Remus but luckily he let it slide.
Sirius let the sounds and laughter of his friends flow around him. Two weeks was a vast improvement over the whole summer but still, two weeks with his family was still unbearable. And that party James had mentioned. Sirius pulled a face but then realized that the party was his ticket out of the house. His grin widen as he felt his mood lightened as thoughts of a whole summer away from his family, filled with James, Quidditch, and Remus filled his head. Maybe it wasn't the end of the world after all.