Chapter I – Every Girl's Dream
"I'm not like every girl, I'm not like every girl, I'm not like every girl." I chant it to myself almost religiously. I do it a lot these days. But I swear it, I'm not! Just because I love Sirius Black, does not, in turn, make me like every other bloody girl in this school.
Oh his steely grey eyes and silky black hair. Everything about his draws me to him, even his voice; husky, dark, thick, deathly alluring.
I imagine him sweetly seducing me, pulling me away from the world and into his arms. Guiding me to a broom closet and snogging the breath out of my lungs.
But alas, it is just a fantasy. I have many of him; my favorite being the one where he ravages me in on his bed. The feel of the satin coverlet is almost real to me, even now.
Mary walks into the room, jostling me from my daydreams. I am feverish and blushing furiously, as my hands had made their way to a rather uncomfortable area. I bolt up quickly and she doesn't notice. Mary also likes Sirius. The psychotic bint "dated" him last year. I use the term "dating" loosely for Mary, for Mary doesn't date… she shags. I can honestly say I have yet to shag anyone. No, I am waiting for my Sirius to take me.
Mary finally notices me sitting, now, on my bed. She raises her eyebrows at me. "Oh sod off you stupid cow." I tell her. We haven't been friends since she slept with my Sirius. She doesn't reply, just stares at me blankly before leaving the room.
Actually, come to think of it, I don't have many friends. Most of them get irritated with how much I talk about… him. But who cares, I don't need them.
Oh, my Sirius Black. How I long for you to touch me, entwine your hands into mine, and forever know what it's like to be loved.
He haunts my every dream, even when I don't want to think about him any longer. It's hard to forget him.
Last night I dreamt he took me right in the middle of one of the corridors late at night. He kissed me, and lowered me to the floor, feeling me up, and biting my neck. His hands slowly made their way down my body, and teased my thighs. It was excruciatingly wonderful. His rough hands and sensuous kisses could still be felt when I woke.
I followed him the other day. I know it sounds… like I'm stalking him, but I'm not. I just like to be near him. Well, anyways, I followed him as far at the whomping willow, but before I got caught up to where he was at, he disappeared. It was strange, I went to look around, and out of nowhere, a huge black dog comes bounding up to me. He wasn't very friendly, mind you. He growled at me and tried to bite me. So I ran back up to the school. Hoping Sirius was ok, but I was very concerned about the dog. It shouldn't have been allowed to run around hurting people like that. The only way I could see to fix this problem was to talk to the Headmaster himself.