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A/N: So this is my story Encounters, a Sirius/OC story which I have also posted at HPFF, same penname: Lovegood and decided to post it here as well :) Anyways, this is the mere Prologue, the 'real' story will start next chapter but I hope you guys will review and let me know your thoughts :)
Enjoy this chapter :)
Prologue
Encounters. A casual meeting with someone or a thing. That's what the dictionary says. I personally don't really agree with it. The dictionary makes it sound like an encounter is planned. An encounter is something more impulsive I suppose. Something I stumble upon, something not planned. Ah well, I suppose no matter how many examples I'll give, the definition will remain the same. A casual meeting with someone, or something.
My first encounter with Sirius Black was back in first year. He bumped in to me when we had aboard the Hogwarts express. I was so caught up in finding a compartment I didn't see the black haired eleven year old boy run towards me. I did feel his shoulder collide with mine causing me to lose my balance. At least his friend James Potter had the audacity to hoist me up by my armpits and set me back on my feet before he ran after him again. He did say he was sorry, Potter I mean, although he was running when he said that and I suppose I didn't completely hear him but at least it was something in that direction. I didn't see Black after that again.
Well, we did get sorted in the same house, so seeing him was inevitable but actually talking to him, which was something different. We didn't talk; I doubt he actually knew my name since he was more preoccupied with playing pranks on people. At least I never was a victim. Or so I thought. First year went by without a trouble, no more encounters, besides the usual seeing in the common room and Great Hall and of course classes. But we never spoke.
Second year came and well boy that was an odd year. Black and his minions were still busy playing pranks. His minions or I suppose friends contained the mischievous James Potter. The smart Remus Lupin, who probably made sure their pranks were well thought of and Peter Pettigrew, the poor lad that followed James and Sirius everywhere. It was quite sad to see. Ah well, if they were happy than who was I to protest?
Anyway, in second year they played a prank on me. It was something childish yet embarrassing enough for me to burst in to tears in front of the whole common room. James had assured me that it wasn't meant for me but for Lily Evans. Too bad though, I was the one that caught the blow. They were interested in muggle pranks that year and when I came out of my dorm they had dunked a bucket of water on me and then sprayed me with feathers. It was awfully humiliating.
Third year went by without any trouble. And with that I mean no more pranks played on me. Others weren't as lucky I suppose. It was also the year when Sirius Black began noticing girls and it was also the year when he got noticed by girls. His true beauty began to shine and he became interested in dating girls. Of course who would object? With his semi long hair, beautiful piercing grey eyes. His sharp features like his cheek bones and his jaw. Well as a thirteen year old he was already attractive, I wondered how he would look like when he became older.
And just like that year four was in my reach and before I knew it I had turned fourteen. It was the year that I got noticed for the first time. Arthur O'Day was his name and well he was my first crush ever. He was a Ravenclaw and he had always stood out. Not because he was so handsome, no it was because of his height. He was tall, already at the tender age of fourteen he stood at 5'11. And it seemed like he wasn't stopping there. His russet brown hair and his puppy hazel eyes well they always knew how to enchant me. His kisses however. Not that I had that much of experience. I mean, Arthur was my first kiss and it wasn't what you would call heart-warming. I'll be honest, first time I had kissed him it felt like I was making out with a washing machine. You know that big thing where muggles do their laundry? I swear it felt like this. After that, I didn't want him to kiss me that often. Maybe he wasn't my cup of tea or maybe he wasn't that in to me just as I wasn't into him but whatever it was, it was enough for us to have a split up, if that's what you want to call it. It was very abrupt. One day we were together and the next it was over. I didn't cry once.
Fifth year. Hmmm. What should I tell you about Year Five? Just that it had to be the most eventful year that I had ever had. I wish I had known that it would turn out that way, I could've at least prepared. But I suppose whatever it was it wasn't something that I could prepare for though. Well, what was it that had me in knots for days? It was my first real encounter with Sirius Black.
I found him in a corridor on the third floor pissed as hell. He was carrying a bottle of Fire whiskey which was almost drained while he sang:
Oh, come and stir my cauldron
And if you do it right
I'll boil you up some hot, strong love
To keep you warm tonight
It was the first time I saw him look so bad. He looked pale with dark, bruise like circles beneath his fathomless eyes. His eyes that didn't shine with that little tinge of sparkle. His clothes were wrinkled and I could smell him from behind the statue of the humpbacked witch, where I was hiding. I wasn't sure what to do at that moment. What would you do when you find the Sirius Black drunk, singing some cheesy kind of love song that doesn't suit his voice. Let me tell you one thing, Sirius Black has his perks but singing well that's something he should refrain from doing in the future.
"Sirius?" Before I knew it I had whispered his name and somehow he heard me. I decided to stop hiding and came out from behind the statue. He grinned and raised his bottle in the air as he swayed unsteadily. I quickly made my way to him and grabbed his arm wrapping it around my shoulder so he could lean on me.
"Look who we have here." He slurred sloppily. First time in my life somebody spat on me that literally. "It's little⦠Lais Carstens." He said finally. I raised my eyebrows. It did take him time to know my name but at least he knew it. Eventually.
"Let's get you back to the common room." I mumbled. He rested his head on mine. At the tender age of fifteen he already was tall. Not as tall as Arthur O'Day of course but he was a close one. I almost gagged smelling the strong scent of alcohol.
"Shh." Sirius whispered. "If Minnie finds us we'll be in big trouble." At that point he seemed sober but that changed when he shrugged and raised the bottle of Fire whiskey to his lips. I made a move at it but he kept it out of my reach.
"Give it to me Black!" I hissed. Holding out my hand seemed an easy thing to do. Didn't say it would work though.
"McGonagall is going to kill me." I murmured hoping we wouldn't get caught.
"Padfoot!" I heard. I looked around and suddenly out of nowhere James Potter appeared. He grabbed Sirius' weight and I let him go.
"Thanks Lais." James Potter thanked. I smiled and moved to Sirius' other side. I grabbed his arm and after that nothing was said. We got him back to the common room safely without getting caught. James Potter took it over from there and left with Sirius, heading towards his dorm.
It was a strange encounter that was for sure. However it was only the first encounter. That same year he sat down next to me in Potions. The only subject I excelled in and asked me to be his partner. I told him no, I had promised one of my best friends Darcy Miller to be her partner. He looked slightly hurt when he turned away but at the end of our class I found a note in my school bag. Only two words it said.
Thank you.
- SB
I knew it was Sirius Black, because he was the only person that actually had to thank me in the first place, his initials on the note wasn't even necessary. I never told Darcy or my other best friend Georgiana Gerald what had happened. Nor did I tell them about this little note. It felt like betrayal because I knew Sirius would've wanted to keep it a secret. I agreed.
It was our last encounter that year. During sixth year he didn't even spare me one glance let alone a word. We didn't see each other that much anymore. I never thought about him anymore, I focused on my school and things at home were something that kept me busy all the time. My mum became pregnant again and I was excited to get another sibling. I have four other siblings, the new baby counted. My older brother and the eldest Alec, who is twenty five. My older sister by three years Mona. My younger sister Cato by two years. And of course our new member of the family Kyron. The sweetest baby brother anyone could have.
It was all I could think of. But I also knew it was the only thing I wanted to think of so I could keep my mind of Sirius. I never truly understood my strange fascination with Sirius Black. But deep down I knew what it was. But I never gave in. I didn't want to get stuck in that situation. I didn't want to be labelled as those girls that followed him every. Because I didn't follow him, I was just painfully aware of the things he did. But still.
I refused to fall in love with someone like Sirius Black. It would be my one way ticket to misery and I wasn't planning to go there.
Not if I could help it.
A/N: Thoughts? Let me know how it is :)
