Dammit
Sirius is dancing with a girl in some corner of the room at a Hogwarts party. Remus is sitting across the room and watches him. These are his thoughts – please tell me what you think. Probably it's quite bad. Many swearwords and not exactly well written. But hm – I just thought I had to try.
Where is he?
Where… dammit where?
… I need some kind of a sensor.
I wanna know what he's doing.
Or perhaps I don't?
Damn.
I'm
definitely the jealous type.
So definitely.
I'm
surrounded by people having fun.
Laughing.
Playing games.
– Snogging.
And,
obviously,
I'm
the only effing person who isn't happy.
Oh.
Come on, come here.
Please.
Please.
Please. Please. Please. Please. Please.
Oh pweeaase…
Oh shit.
No please.
No you won't.
No.
I can't believe it.
Oh dammit!
No don't dance the discofox!
That's our dance, you effing idiot!
No dammit.
Shit shit shit shit shit.
And I
can't do anything about it.
AND
I
HATE that music.
Fuckin' techno.
I only like techno when you're dancing with me.
They could at least play rock'n'roll.
Oh.
If
I
could just leave.
And play some songs on the guitar.
If
I
could just effing forget.
How I hate
unrequited love.
Okay... pleeeaaase tell me what you think. I don't know whether I like it myself yet because I wrote it all of a sudden but I just thought I had to. Now I really need reviews... that'd be so nice. Virtual cookies for everyone who does me the favour of a review :-) oh and thanks for reading.