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spelling weird names that you have never heard of, everything else belongs
to the author of Harry potter J.K. Rowling. I'm not jealous.
The Sirius Saga
Chapter One: An unfortunate incident on the girls' staircase
Sirius examined his image with a critical green eye. "I've seen enough of
your face for one day young lad!" Came the voice of the strangely
loquacious mirror. He ignored this remark and swept his black hair from his
eyes and tried to mess it up a bit as James had recently compared it with
Snape's greasy black horsehair that was so often the subject of their
jokes. He knew James had been kidding, but still, there were also girls to
take into consideration.
"Hey Black," came a familiar voice at the doorway. Sirius started at this
formal use of name and sat up instinctively, then looking around, "Don't
scare me like that, you sounded like Mcgonagall! You can at least call me
by my first name!"
"Sorry mate," said James, patting his friend on the back, "hate to
interrupt your 'stargazing' but-"
"-If you don't shut up," Sirius interrupted, standing up, "I'll tell Lily I
saw you flex your 'wondrous quidditch muscles' in front of the mirror
yesterday." James raised his hands in fake surrender, as the mirror started
rambling on again in total agreement. Girls had always been his weak spot,
especially one Miss Evans.
"Is Lily up yet?" James asked.
"I saw her in the common room just now, she asked to speak to you, she's
back in the girls' dormitory now. Why don't you go in and see what she
wants?" Sirius said perhaps a little too casually.
"What?" James looked frightened.
"Ooh are you scared all those nasty girlies will kick you out?" Sirius said
in a childish voice laughing. James blushed the color of his scarlet
quidditch robes showing that this was in fact what he was afraid of. "She
wanted to talk to you, she said it was really urgent. There's nothing to
worry about, I go up there all the time." Said Sirius, still with a note of
casual innocence in his voice. However James, even after being best friends
for nearly six years with Sirius did not pick up the unusually innocent
tone of voice; but this was no wonder as James, being a natural Griffindor,
always seeked out every opportunity to show his bravery.
"Maybe I'll do that!" James marched out of the dormitory and into the
common room. He breathed deeply, and made for the girls' staircase, but as
soon as he had put his foot on the first stair he was pushed away from it
with a supernatural force that sent him hurtling backwards onto the hard
stone floor.
"Wow nice beard!" Sirius laughed at James who was sitting on the floor
ashen faced looking terrified, hardly daring to move. James felt his newly
grown beard, which covered most of his face, and stared at Sirius with the
utmost loathing in his eyes. It was true his pride had been hurt, but he
knew he should have known better; there was definitely no halo floating
over Sirius' head.
"You-" But Sirius had already sprinted across the common room and through
the portrait hole, a hollow laugh leaving echoes behind him. James gave up
and looked around to see if anyone had seen. A couple of first years
giggled at him, they were no trouble but if Lily saw. "My oh my, how
handsome!" He heard a sweet little giggle, and found himself face to face
with none other than Lily Evans. "Someone's been trying to get into the
girls' dormitory, I thought I warned you."
"Sirius dared me," he said hastily, trying to laugh with her but failing
miserably. Her green eyes seemed to see straight through him and it made
him seem the less superior, and that was what angered him. She smiled
sweetly and raised one perfectly shaped eyebrow. To his relief she left the
common room to go down to breakfast. He rushed up the boys' staircase and
peered into the mirror looking reprehensibly at a bright orange beard that
clashed horribly with his scarlet robes. There came a scream, and James
peered around himself horrorstruck and then realized that it was the
mirror.
"Do you want me to jinx you?" He said threateningly, the mirror gasped, and
fell silent. Even the mirror had heard that James and Sirius were best at
using jinxes and curses in their year.
Having no luck removing the spell, with his limited knowledge of five years
at a wizard school, James set off forlornly to the hospital wing, dodging
approaching footsteps around corners, with two hands clasped firmly over
his face (which he also found to be matted with thick orange hair.) When he
finally got to the hospital wing, he rushed in; two fur-clad hands clasped
over his face like gloves. Desperation filled his eyes. "Can I help you
there, Potter?" Said a motherly voice behind him. He turned around to see
Madam Pomfrey in her pink flowery nursing robes. He blushed even more if it
was possible for his face to do so; virtually every guy in the school had a
crush on her, especially Professor Dumbledore.
"Yes-I.er had a little accident you see." He said, sliding his hands away
from his face shamefully.
"Dear dear, someone's been trying to get into the girls' dormitory, am I
right?" She sighed and shook her head disapprovingly. It was a habit of
hers to ask unnecessary rhetorical questions, which always made you feel a
lot worse. Without giving him time to make up an excuse, she bustled off
to a cabinet full of strange colored liquids and took out a blue bottle.
"Drink up now, I haven't got all day have I? Young Mason of Ravenclaw came
in the other day with the very same problem, if it were up to me, I should
have made you stay like that for a week until all the lice in Hogwarts have
found a pleasant home. But boys will be boys no matter how utterly tiresome
they are." James ignored her, evidently happy that she did not have that
particular authority, and drank the blue liquid which tasted like pepper
and water. He felt a strange sensation all over his body making his skin
burn. He felt his hot face and was almost happy to feel that it felt a
little less hairy at least.
"Now you may have a few stray bristles around the place, but they should be
gone within a few days. Now take this three times a day: once in the
morning, once after lunch and once in the evening until it's cleared up,
all right? Good."
"James?" Came a hoarse voice from the other side of the hospital wing.
James turned around to one of the hospital beds in the far corner. His
friend Lupin was there, he had poked his head around a set of flowery pink
hangings, his white face looking as pale and sunken as ever. He had
expected him to be here as Lupin was always ill. The hospital wing seemed
to be his home most of the time, and when he was out of the hospital wing
he spent most of his time catching up on class work that he had missed.
They laughed together.
"You and Black had a disagreement?" He asked, pulling the hangings out of
the way and sitting up.
"It was just a joke really. Anyway what's the matter with you this time
then? Full moon's not for another week isn't it?" Lupin put a finger to his
lips to keep his voice down. A werewolf had bitten Lupin when he was
younger causing him to transform into one himself. It was a big secret
between their circle of friends and as far as they knew only Professor
Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey knew his secret.
"Yes, but I've always had a few side affects. Dumbledore's ordered a
special potion for me from Egypt which will hopefully take the side affects
away but-"
"Oh shit!" James yelled remembering Quidditch practice, apparently
oblivious of Madam Pomfrey a few feet away, then realizing his fault, "Er-
sorry Professor I-"
"-OUT! OUT OF THE HOSPITAL WING! I WILL NOT HAVE YOU DISTURBING MY
PATIENTS, GET OUT!" she bellowed, looking far from good-looking now he
thought. So James, who had been planning to leave anyway, rushed off to his
belated Quidditch practice.
Sirius meanwhile had been down at breakfast filling in a crossword in the
Daily prophet, humming a tune to himself. He didn't notice all the girls
staring at him; in fact he was quite used to it by now. He and James were
the most popular in the year, and they knew it well.
"Hey Sirius, heard anything from James?" He turned round to see Lily. She
had red hair and bright green eyes. She was also very popular. "I saw him
with an orange beard about an hour ago, I thought you might have had
something to do with-"
"-Patience m'lady, patience, he'll be like that for a few months or so, but
I'm sure there's nothing to worry about." He laughed again but stopped at
the expression on her face.
"A month!" She said horrorstruck, mislead by his sarcasm.
"Oh yes, it's very serious." He said looking stern and crossing his dark
eyebrows.
Lily looked worried and then said, "well tell him I was looking for him
will you?"
"Will do," he said winking at her. She frowned, and then walked off and sat
with her group of friends at the other end of the table looking mortified.
Sirius looked over to the Slytherin table and saw Snape looking over at
Lily, apparently interested.
"Ooh I don't think she's your type Snivellus." He said loudly, and laughed
along with everyone else on the Gryffindor table. Snape shot him a
malicious glance and slouched back towards his food sulking malevolently.
Sirius looked around him as he saw various girls looking at him admiringly.
He caught sight of an attractive girl with long black hair watching him at
the Ravenclaw table. He thought she must be from the year bellow. He smiled
at her and waited for her to blush like all the others. To his surprise she
just smiled back and looked back down at her book. He rose to the challenge
and walked over.
"Hey, I'm Sirius, Sirius Black." he said.
"Yeah.I know, I'm Sophia, well Sophia Chang that is." This time he felt
himself blush. This had never happened before; he was usually the opposite.
He gulped, "cool name-I mean there's not really many people called-you
know." He was lost for words and now suddenly interested in a bowl of fruit
on the table.
She laughed and looked back down at her book. He was half-glad of this. He
got up from the table and decided he would go and see if James was at
Quidditch practice. He got to the large green pitch, and sure enough he saw
seven red shapes zooming around in and out of several white poles.
"Potter! Hey!" He called, just as a hand reached out for a golden ball in
mid-air. He saw a red shape look in his direction.
"I'm not talking to you! You knew that the staircase was jinxed didn't
you?"
"Look mate it was only a joke ok!" He yelled back.
The red shape swooped down next to him at the speed of light and Sirius
noticed he still had a few orange bristles on his face. "Won't be long
Ernie, just got to sort something out ok?" He called to the Captain of the
team. He threw the snitch into the air and turned back to face Sirius.
"Look I'm really sorry." Sirius looked earnest; he and James had been best
friends since first year.
"It's just you know what day it is tomorrow right?" James looked down at
his feet.
"What?"
"Well today is the thirteenth of February and Lil-"
"Shit I forgot! Dammit!" Sirius' face screwed up like a troll in agony.
"Well back to my problem." James continued rolling his eyes, "Lily will
never go out with me again!"
"Sorry mate but I've got some serious chatting up to do!" Sirius ran off in
the direction of the school and disappeared from sight. James flew up to
join the others shaking his head.
Sirius meanwhile went into the common room looking around frantically. He
had to find a date! How would he look, the most popular guy in the whole
year, with no date on Valentines Day! It had never happened before. He
suddenly realized why he had received so much female attention recently. He
thought about that Chang girl he had seen at the Ravenclaw table, but what
if she said no! The thought was unbearable. He had never been rejected
before. There was always Rosmerta he thought. She was new this year, as she
had moved from Beaubaton, a wizarding school in France. He had always had a
crush on her since she came to Hogwarts; but then again he had a crush on
so many girls these days that it was hard to keep track. However James was
the first one to show an interest in her, which was what instantly
triggered the thought of asking her in the first place. She was also in
Ravenclaw along with Sophia so the only chance of talking to her would be
at the feast tonight. It would be ok he thought, she was one of the girls
who giggled every time she walked past him.
Wholly satisfied with this, he decided he might as well give his History of
Magic homework a shot. It was his worst subject; he and James had always
preferred Defense Against The Dark Arts. Anything was better than listening
to Binns droning on about Goblin Rebellions, which had no significance to
his future career he wished to pursue as an auror.
That night before the evening feast Sirius prepared himself. He took a
shower, being careful not to use too much conditioner, as he was still
paranoid that his hair would look anywhere near as greasy as Snape's did.
Finally he got out his wand and pointed it at his hair. "Stylissimo!" He
shouted, and his hair arranged itself perfectly, without looking too tidy.
He took one last look at his reflection, humming loudly to block out the
sound of the mirror, and raced down the stairs, as he was already late for
the feast.
On his way down he saw James who had tried to cover the orange prickles on
his face by pushing the top of his robes up to his long nose. Lily was
comforting him, (whilst trying not to look at him at the same time.)
"Alright there mate?" Sirius said, "See Lily doesn't give a damn what you
look like, do you Lily?"
"Oh piss off troll-face." Came her reply.
"Who's suddenly into people's appearances! Well I have to say you do look a
lot like a ginger dwar-"
"-Sirius leave her alone will you?" James roared. He noticed James' eyes
were red.
"Look man I really-"
"Just think about other people for a change!"
"What is wrong with you?"
"I've just received a message from Dad, Mum's been taken to St.Mungos'."
"I'm-I'm really sorry mate I-" But Lily had shot up her middle finger.
Sirius eyed her loathing her more by the second, and then went back to go
another route, watching them as they slowly disappeared from sight over his
shoulder. He saw Lily's arm around him. Anger flared up inside him like
fire. Every since that interfering little bitch had come into his life, she
had changed him into this sensitive sentimental. Sirius hit his fist
against the wall not realizing that it was in fact a portrait where the fat
lady and her friend Violet were having tea.
"Insolent boy!"
The fat lady stood up from her tea party and wiped her skirt as if his
hands had been covered in dirt when he had hit the painting. Sirius rolled
his eyes, too caught up in himself to apologize when to his surprise he saw
Rosmerta walking down the corridor.
"Hi there," He said, using his deep-sophisticated voice. He watched as she
giggled nervously.
"Hi." They stopped and stared at each other for a few seconds and then
Sirius knew that this was his only chance.
"So it's Valentines' day tomorrow right?"
"Yeah I guess so." She looked absolutely terrified. Sirius tried to
interpret her expression. Was she terrified of him or just shy?
"You got any plans then?" He asked her trying to sound as casual as
possible.
"N-no you?" She said quickly. Sirius pretended to be thinking, staring into
the space in front of him, and then after five seconds: "Nope, do you want
to meet up tomorrow then?"
"Like-like a date sort of thing?"
"Some people call it that."
"Yeah, I'd love to!" Her expression was positive now.
"Well I'll meet you in the entrance hall for Hogsmeade tomorrow at 10:00."
"Y-yeah that sounds." She trailed off still recovering from shock,
".great."
"Bye then, see you later."
"Bye Sirius." He strode down the corridor and noticed that she was running
(she was in fact hurrying off in a frenzy to tell her friends.) What a
weird girl he thought to himself. He arrived at the feast half an hour
late. Most people were already going upstairs to bed. He saw Lily and James
in deep convocation and pretended he didn't see them. He bit his steak
incredibly hard, trying to suppress his anger, which was overflowing like
his cauldron so often did in potions, as he listened to Lily's words of
comfort. They seemed to echo in his head swirling around like a whirlpool.
Sirius looked over to the Slytherin table to try and take his mind away
from them. He saw his cousin Narcissa, her beady eyes so much like that of
a bird; fixed upon Snape who was talking to her on the other side of the
table. He saw that Snape was laughing; it seemed unnatural, somewhat
deformed, his sallow cheeks pulsating every time he laughed. It was
sickening to watch. Sirius couldn't be bothered to make fun of him now;
leaving the rest of his food, he walked off down the hall and up the spiral
staircase to Gryffindor tower.
spelling weird names that you have never heard of, everything else belongs
to the author of Harry potter J.K. Rowling. I'm not jealous.
The Sirius Saga
Chapter One: An unfortunate incident on the girls' staircase
Sirius examined his image with a critical green eye. "I've seen enough of
your face for one day young lad!" Came the voice of the strangely
loquacious mirror. He ignored this remark and swept his black hair from his
eyes and tried to mess it up a bit as James had recently compared it with
Snape's greasy black horsehair that was so often the subject of their
jokes. He knew James had been kidding, but still, there were also girls to
take into consideration.
"Hey Black," came a familiar voice at the doorway. Sirius started at this
formal use of name and sat up instinctively, then looking around, "Don't
scare me like that, you sounded like Mcgonagall! You can at least call me
by my first name!"
"Sorry mate," said James, patting his friend on the back, "hate to
interrupt your 'stargazing' but-"
"-If you don't shut up," Sirius interrupted, standing up, "I'll tell Lily I
saw you flex your 'wondrous quidditch muscles' in front of the mirror
yesterday." James raised his hands in fake surrender, as the mirror started
rambling on again in total agreement. Girls had always been his weak spot,
especially one Miss Evans.
"Is Lily up yet?" James asked.
"I saw her in the common room just now, she asked to speak to you, she's
back in the girls' dormitory now. Why don't you go in and see what she
wants?" Sirius said perhaps a little too casually.
"What?" James looked frightened.
"Ooh are you scared all those nasty girlies will kick you out?" Sirius said
in a childish voice laughing. James blushed the color of his scarlet
quidditch robes showing that this was in fact what he was afraid of. "She
wanted to talk to you, she said it was really urgent. There's nothing to
worry about, I go up there all the time." Said Sirius, still with a note of
casual innocence in his voice. However James, even after being best friends
for nearly six years with Sirius did not pick up the unusually innocent
tone of voice; but this was no wonder as James, being a natural Griffindor,
always seeked out every opportunity to show his bravery.
"Maybe I'll do that!" James marched out of the dormitory and into the
common room. He breathed deeply, and made for the girls' staircase, but as
soon as he had put his foot on the first stair he was pushed away from it
with a supernatural force that sent him hurtling backwards onto the hard
stone floor.
"Wow nice beard!" Sirius laughed at James who was sitting on the floor
ashen faced looking terrified, hardly daring to move. James felt his newly
grown beard, which covered most of his face, and stared at Sirius with the
utmost loathing in his eyes. It was true his pride had been hurt, but he
knew he should have known better; there was definitely no halo floating
over Sirius' head.
"You-" But Sirius had already sprinted across the common room and through
the portrait hole, a hollow laugh leaving echoes behind him. James gave up
and looked around to see if anyone had seen. A couple of first years
giggled at him, they were no trouble but if Lily saw. "My oh my, how
handsome!" He heard a sweet little giggle, and found himself face to face
with none other than Lily Evans. "Someone's been trying to get into the
girls' dormitory, I thought I warned you."
"Sirius dared me," he said hastily, trying to laugh with her but failing
miserably. Her green eyes seemed to see straight through him and it made
him seem the less superior, and that was what angered him. She smiled
sweetly and raised one perfectly shaped eyebrow. To his relief she left the
common room to go down to breakfast. He rushed up the boys' staircase and
peered into the mirror looking reprehensibly at a bright orange beard that
clashed horribly with his scarlet robes. There came a scream, and James
peered around himself horrorstruck and then realized that it was the
mirror.
"Do you want me to jinx you?" He said threateningly, the mirror gasped, and
fell silent. Even the mirror had heard that James and Sirius were best at
using jinxes and curses in their year.
Having no luck removing the spell, with his limited knowledge of five years
at a wizard school, James set off forlornly to the hospital wing, dodging
approaching footsteps around corners, with two hands clasped firmly over
his face (which he also found to be matted with thick orange hair.) When he
finally got to the hospital wing, he rushed in; two fur-clad hands clasped
over his face like gloves. Desperation filled his eyes. "Can I help you
there, Potter?" Said a motherly voice behind him. He turned around to see
Madam Pomfrey in her pink flowery nursing robes. He blushed even more if it
was possible for his face to do so; virtually every guy in the school had a
crush on her, especially Professor Dumbledore.
"Yes-I.er had a little accident you see." He said, sliding his hands away
from his face shamefully.
"Dear dear, someone's been trying to get into the girls' dormitory, am I
right?" She sighed and shook her head disapprovingly. It was a habit of
hers to ask unnecessary rhetorical questions, which always made you feel a
lot worse. Without giving him time to make up an excuse, she bustled off
to a cabinet full of strange colored liquids and took out a blue bottle.
"Drink up now, I haven't got all day have I? Young Mason of Ravenclaw came
in the other day with the very same problem, if it were up to me, I should
have made you stay like that for a week until all the lice in Hogwarts have
found a pleasant home. But boys will be boys no matter how utterly tiresome
they are." James ignored her, evidently happy that she did not have that
particular authority, and drank the blue liquid which tasted like pepper
and water. He felt a strange sensation all over his body making his skin
burn. He felt his hot face and was almost happy to feel that it felt a
little less hairy at least.
"Now you may have a few stray bristles around the place, but they should be
gone within a few days. Now take this three times a day: once in the
morning, once after lunch and once in the evening until it's cleared up,
all right? Good."
"James?" Came a hoarse voice from the other side of the hospital wing.
James turned around to one of the hospital beds in the far corner. His
friend Lupin was there, he had poked his head around a set of flowery pink
hangings, his white face looking as pale and sunken as ever. He had
expected him to be here as Lupin was always ill. The hospital wing seemed
to be his home most of the time, and when he was out of the hospital wing
he spent most of his time catching up on class work that he had missed.
They laughed together.
"You and Black had a disagreement?" He asked, pulling the hangings out of
the way and sitting up.
"It was just a joke really. Anyway what's the matter with you this time
then? Full moon's not for another week isn't it?" Lupin put a finger to his
lips to keep his voice down. A werewolf had bitten Lupin when he was
younger causing him to transform into one himself. It was a big secret
between their circle of friends and as far as they knew only Professor
Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey knew his secret.
"Yes, but I've always had a few side affects. Dumbledore's ordered a
special potion for me from Egypt which will hopefully take the side affects
away but-"
"Oh shit!" James yelled remembering Quidditch practice, apparently
oblivious of Madam Pomfrey a few feet away, then realizing his fault, "Er-
sorry Professor I-"
"-OUT! OUT OF THE HOSPITAL WING! I WILL NOT HAVE YOU DISTURBING MY
PATIENTS, GET OUT!" she bellowed, looking far from good-looking now he
thought. So James, who had been planning to leave anyway, rushed off to his
belated Quidditch practice.
Sirius meanwhile had been down at breakfast filling in a crossword in the
Daily prophet, humming a tune to himself. He didn't notice all the girls
staring at him; in fact he was quite used to it by now. He and James were
the most popular in the year, and they knew it well.
"Hey Sirius, heard anything from James?" He turned round to see Lily. She
had red hair and bright green eyes. She was also very popular. "I saw him
with an orange beard about an hour ago, I thought you might have had
something to do with-"
"-Patience m'lady, patience, he'll be like that for a few months or so, but
I'm sure there's nothing to worry about." He laughed again but stopped at
the expression on her face.
"A month!" She said horrorstruck, mislead by his sarcasm.
"Oh yes, it's very serious." He said looking stern and crossing his dark
eyebrows.
Lily looked worried and then said, "well tell him I was looking for him
will you?"
"Will do," he said winking at her. She frowned, and then walked off and sat
with her group of friends at the other end of the table looking mortified.
Sirius looked over to the Slytherin table and saw Snape looking over at
Lily, apparently interested.
"Ooh I don't think she's your type Snivellus." He said loudly, and laughed
along with everyone else on the Gryffindor table. Snape shot him a
malicious glance and slouched back towards his food sulking malevolently.
Sirius looked around him as he saw various girls looking at him admiringly.
He caught sight of an attractive girl with long black hair watching him at
the Ravenclaw table. He thought she must be from the year bellow. He smiled
at her and waited for her to blush like all the others. To his surprise she
just smiled back and looked back down at her book. He rose to the challenge
and walked over.
"Hey, I'm Sirius, Sirius Black." he said.
"Yeah.I know, I'm Sophia, well Sophia Chang that is." This time he felt
himself blush. This had never happened before; he was usually the opposite.
He gulped, "cool name-I mean there's not really many people called-you
know." He was lost for words and now suddenly interested in a bowl of fruit
on the table.
She laughed and looked back down at her book. He was half-glad of this. He
got up from the table and decided he would go and see if James was at
Quidditch practice. He got to the large green pitch, and sure enough he saw
seven red shapes zooming around in and out of several white poles.
"Potter! Hey!" He called, just as a hand reached out for a golden ball in
mid-air. He saw a red shape look in his direction.
"I'm not talking to you! You knew that the staircase was jinxed didn't
you?"
"Look mate it was only a joke ok!" He yelled back.
The red shape swooped down next to him at the speed of light and Sirius
noticed he still had a few orange bristles on his face. "Won't be long
Ernie, just got to sort something out ok?" He called to the Captain of the
team. He threw the snitch into the air and turned back to face Sirius.
"Look I'm really sorry." Sirius looked earnest; he and James had been best
friends since first year.
"It's just you know what day it is tomorrow right?" James looked down at
his feet.
"What?"
"Well today is the thirteenth of February and Lil-"
"Shit I forgot! Dammit!" Sirius' face screwed up like a troll in agony.
"Well back to my problem." James continued rolling his eyes, "Lily will
never go out with me again!"
"Sorry mate but I've got some serious chatting up to do!" Sirius ran off in
the direction of the school and disappeared from sight. James flew up to
join the others shaking his head.
Sirius meanwhile went into the common room looking around frantically. He
had to find a date! How would he look, the most popular guy in the whole
year, with no date on Valentines Day! It had never happened before. He
suddenly realized why he had received so much female attention recently. He
thought about that Chang girl he had seen at the Ravenclaw table, but what
if she said no! The thought was unbearable. He had never been rejected
before. There was always Rosmerta he thought. She was new this year, as she
had moved from Beaubaton, a wizarding school in France. He had always had a
crush on her since she came to Hogwarts; but then again he had a crush on
so many girls these days that it was hard to keep track. However James was
the first one to show an interest in her, which was what instantly
triggered the thought of asking her in the first place. She was also in
Ravenclaw along with Sophia so the only chance of talking to her would be
at the feast tonight. It would be ok he thought, she was one of the girls
who giggled every time she walked past him.
Wholly satisfied with this, he decided he might as well give his History of
Magic homework a shot. It was his worst subject; he and James had always
preferred Defense Against The Dark Arts. Anything was better than listening
to Binns droning on about Goblin Rebellions, which had no significance to
his future career he wished to pursue as an auror.
That night before the evening feast Sirius prepared himself. He took a
shower, being careful not to use too much conditioner, as he was still
paranoid that his hair would look anywhere near as greasy as Snape's did.
Finally he got out his wand and pointed it at his hair. "Stylissimo!" He
shouted, and his hair arranged itself perfectly, without looking too tidy.
He took one last look at his reflection, humming loudly to block out the
sound of the mirror, and raced down the stairs, as he was already late for
the feast.
On his way down he saw James who had tried to cover the orange prickles on
his face by pushing the top of his robes up to his long nose. Lily was
comforting him, (whilst trying not to look at him at the same time.)
"Alright there mate?" Sirius said, "See Lily doesn't give a damn what you
look like, do you Lily?"
"Oh piss off troll-face." Came her reply.
"Who's suddenly into people's appearances! Well I have to say you do look a
lot like a ginger dwar-"
"-Sirius leave her alone will you?" James roared. He noticed James' eyes
were red.
"Look man I really-"
"Just think about other people for a change!"
"What is wrong with you?"
"I've just received a message from Dad, Mum's been taken to St.Mungos'."
"I'm-I'm really sorry mate I-" But Lily had shot up her middle finger.
Sirius eyed her loathing her more by the second, and then went back to go
another route, watching them as they slowly disappeared from sight over his
shoulder. He saw Lily's arm around him. Anger flared up inside him like
fire. Every since that interfering little bitch had come into his life, she
had changed him into this sensitive sentimental. Sirius hit his fist
against the wall not realizing that it was in fact a portrait where the fat
lady and her friend Violet were having tea.
"Insolent boy!"
The fat lady stood up from her tea party and wiped her skirt as if his
hands had been covered in dirt when he had hit the painting. Sirius rolled
his eyes, too caught up in himself to apologize when to his surprise he saw
Rosmerta walking down the corridor.
"Hi there," He said, using his deep-sophisticated voice. He watched as she
giggled nervously.
"Hi." They stopped and stared at each other for a few seconds and then
Sirius knew that this was his only chance.
"So it's Valentines' day tomorrow right?"
"Yeah I guess so." She looked absolutely terrified. Sirius tried to
interpret her expression. Was she terrified of him or just shy?
"You got any plans then?" He asked her trying to sound as casual as
possible.
"N-no you?" She said quickly. Sirius pretended to be thinking, staring into
the space in front of him, and then after five seconds: "Nope, do you want
to meet up tomorrow then?"
"Like-like a date sort of thing?"
"Some people call it that."
"Yeah, I'd love to!" Her expression was positive now.
"Well I'll meet you in the entrance hall for Hogsmeade tomorrow at 10:00."
"Y-yeah that sounds." She trailed off still recovering from shock,
".great."
"Bye then, see you later."
"Bye Sirius." He strode down the corridor and noticed that she was running
(she was in fact hurrying off in a frenzy to tell her friends.) What a
weird girl he thought to himself. He arrived at the feast half an hour
late. Most people were already going upstairs to bed. He saw Lily and James
in deep convocation and pretended he didn't see them. He bit his steak
incredibly hard, trying to suppress his anger, which was overflowing like
his cauldron so often did in potions, as he listened to Lily's words of
comfort. They seemed to echo in his head swirling around like a whirlpool.
Sirius looked over to the Slytherin table to try and take his mind away
from them. He saw his cousin Narcissa, her beady eyes so much like that of
a bird; fixed upon Snape who was talking to her on the other side of the
table. He saw that Snape was laughing; it seemed unnatural, somewhat
deformed, his sallow cheeks pulsating every time he laughed. It was
sickening to watch. Sirius couldn't be bothered to make fun of him now;
leaving the rest of his food, he walked off down the hall and up the spiral
staircase to Gryffindor tower.