Title: Siriusly
Spoilers: Uhh… 1-4, some stuff I guess for 5
Disclaimer: J.K.'s rockin' Sirius. I have no affiliation with her, nor the Harry Potter Series, nor Scholastic or any other publishing company. Leave me the hell alone, I'm only 15.
Hi!: I need a BETA reader for this series if anyone's interested… leave me a note or an email at fallentear04@yahoo.com. Thanks! … This is the first in a series. It's not going to be a narrative, but I thought a little teaser from Sirius' perspective would be fun…
I still remember James. "Just a hopeless Romantic, aren't you?"
Truer words were never spoken. At least, not about me. Not about Sirius Black. Oh, sure, there was the typical "Sirius is quite the trouble maker…" as if no teacher could think for themselves. Heard Dumbledore say it once, they did. After that, who would disagree with Dumbledore?
And that heartless bastard, Peter, only proved them right. How smug they must have been, to think that they knew I was the sort to cause trouble.
I'm not saying they were wrong. I was. Then I discovered Voldemort was back, and I became worse. It's inherent, I suppose, for a kid to try to keep life going when he knows it might end one day. If I didn't act like anything was wrong, then of course, nothing would be wrong.
So I was a Romantic. Not those bloody awful "Harlequin" types (not quite Fabio, am I?), but a true Romantic. People who sought what the Realists couldn't quite grasp.
I had my moments. Telling James to use Peter… I should have just let Voldemort torture me. Then, maybe, Harry would have a father instead of some Godforsaken godfather who he can't be seen in public with. That cow, Rita Skeeter, would have had a field day…
I'm just like everyone else. I had something I loved, and then I lost it. Now, I'm supposed to go through some heart-wrenching situation that will test my ability to love and have friends again…
Dumbledore doesn't count. Even if I hated the man, I'd still be loyal to him simply because he's not Voldemort or that ignorant Cornelius Fudge. And Remus… he thought I had killed my best friend. He thought I had killed James Potter. I forgave him, but some part of me deep down resents him.
So what's next to come?
Spoilers: Uhh… 1-4, some stuff I guess for 5
Disclaimer: J.K.'s rockin' Sirius. I have no affiliation with her, nor the Harry Potter Series, nor Scholastic or any other publishing company. Leave me the hell alone, I'm only 15.
Hi!: I need a BETA reader for this series if anyone's interested… leave me a note or an email at fallentear04@yahoo.com. Thanks! … This is the first in a series. It's not going to be a narrative, but I thought a little teaser from Sirius' perspective would be fun…
I still remember James. "Just a hopeless Romantic, aren't you?"
Truer words were never spoken. At least, not about me. Not about Sirius Black. Oh, sure, there was the typical "Sirius is quite the trouble maker…" as if no teacher could think for themselves. Heard Dumbledore say it once, they did. After that, who would disagree with Dumbledore?
And that heartless bastard, Peter, only proved them right. How smug they must have been, to think that they knew I was the sort to cause trouble.
I'm not saying they were wrong. I was. Then I discovered Voldemort was back, and I became worse. It's inherent, I suppose, for a kid to try to keep life going when he knows it might end one day. If I didn't act like anything was wrong, then of course, nothing would be wrong.
So I was a Romantic. Not those bloody awful "Harlequin" types (not quite Fabio, am I?), but a true Romantic. People who sought what the Realists couldn't quite grasp.
I had my moments. Telling James to use Peter… I should have just let Voldemort torture me. Then, maybe, Harry would have a father instead of some Godforsaken godfather who he can't be seen in public with. That cow, Rita Skeeter, would have had a field day…
I'm just like everyone else. I had something I loved, and then I lost it. Now, I'm supposed to go through some heart-wrenching situation that will test my ability to love and have friends again…
Dumbledore doesn't count. Even if I hated the man, I'd still be loyal to him simply because he's not Voldemort or that ignorant Cornelius Fudge. And Remus… he thought I had killed my best friend. He thought I had killed James Potter. I forgave him, but some part of me deep down resents him.
So what's next to come?