Analogies
(Scene one: Analogy with food)
I know how Adam felt when Eve rubbed that apple, red, round and so terribly tempting in his nose. Suddenly your mouth is full of water, your eyes are glued to the forbidden object and your stomach is painfully uptight, as if you've never eaten anything in your whole life. It's wrong and a sin, you know, but inspires in you the most greedy primitive instincts and, in a blink of an eye, that becomes your most ravenous need, even more fundamental than breathe.
I don't quite blame him for biting that damn apple.
The main difference between Adam and I is that, while to him the forbidden object was a juicy fruit that promised revealing every ones of the mysteries of the world and to be the key to knowledge, to me is (undeniably and unrestrainedly) Sirius Black, with his attitude and looks of an eccentric rockstar, overflowing sensuality of his gray eyes and red lips and such a beautiful and artistic image that would cause so much envy in Narcissus or Dorian Gray, that promises revealing every mystery of "sex, drugs and rock'n roll".
So if I go on and bite my apple, I'd be just continuing history, right?
The difference is: I already know what happens in the end of the story, when you bite the apple, the price to pay is be expelled from Eden. I don't wanna lose my paradise. Almost seven years ago I found my own God's garden and I've swore I'd never let it get out of my life. But I grew up and that damn snake began to tempt me.
Each lunar cycle that I survive, seems like I become more animal and less human. I don't think I'm going to resist much longer.
If only wasn't such a shiny apple…
"What are you doing, Moony?" Sirius' voice sounded surprisingly close to my ear as he leaned over my shoulder, trying to read what I'd written on the parchment and my heart jumped at the unexpected interruption. I wrapped the piece of parchment as fast as I could and turned to face Sirius, trying not to feel affected by his proximity.
"Nothing, just potions' essay." I locked the paper between my fingers, still feeling my heart beating faster by fright.
"Hm…" Sirius shrugged and straightened the sleeves of his black leather jacket folded at the time of forearms, letting me glimpse the movement of the defined muscles under the milky white skin. "I just came tell you to hurry up. James' eager to go chase his Pepper in Hogsmead and we're just waiting for you. You know how our little prongs can be when he's impatient."
"Oh, right, sure, just let me put it in my bag and grab my coat."
"Meet us downstairs, nerd." Sirius walked in the doorway and stopped with his hands over the knob, calling me again. When I looked at him, he wore a mischievous smile in his perfect lips. "The potion Slughorn has asked is Veritaserum and it doesn't take apples in its composition, just so you know."
N/A: So, hmm, what to say?
Well, I'm a Brazilian girl and I love to write about HP's universe. I'm not very used to S&R, but I really enjoyed trying and I decided to post it. But, besides my own idiom, I wanted to post it in English 'cause I'd like to start translating my stories and see if you people likes it. I'm not a perfect English writer and I know that, but, in my defense, I try really hard. So, if you liked it or hated it or whatever, let me know.
It probably won't be only an oneshot, when I thought it first, I imagined a sequel with other couples and styles and all, making analogies to other things besides food. Well, that's just an idea, anyway.
If you enjoyed, then I'll try to translate other stories of HP and start updating them here. R&R, please. Thank you all, xoxo, Faniicat.