House: Slytherin
Week: One
Prompt: Well
There's No Cure
She was like a plague.
Sweet, innocent Lily Evans caused all of the boys to become oh, so sick. Lovesick, that is. From her intriguing emerald eyes to her porcelain doll face, she was an obvious head-turner. Add in brains that brought her to the top of her class and she was the perfect concoction for a virus.
Sirius was no exception to the boys who fell ill. He wasn't well; no, he was sicker than a dog all thanks to Miss Evans.
He was known as Hogwarts' playboy – the boy who would never want to settle down with one girl, the boy who could even get the teachers to take on a crimson color in the cheeks. People expected him to be a heartbreaker and so he played the part well. Sirius messed with girls' hearts just for the hell of it. He never loved any of them; Merlin, he couldn't even remember half of their names. Those giggling girls were just flings and that was all that they would ever be.
People were wrong, though. Sirius did want to settle down with one girl, the only girl whose heart he would never even think of breaking.
Unfortunately for him, she was also the girl dating his best mate.
Sirius didn't want to lov- like Lily. She was actually the last girl at Hogwarts whom he would choose to like. No, not because he didn't find her attractive - he would have to be blind not to see her beauty - but because Lily belonged with James. Sirius neither wanted to nor could ever break those two apart. They were soulmates.
He tried desperately to suppress his feelings for the scarlet-haired Gryffindor as well as he could. On good days, usually when he was with a new lady friend, he was able to make himself believe that he didn't feel a thing for Lily.
Sirius could deny and suppress his desire to be Lily's all that he wanted, but he would never be able to truly believe himself. The amount of jealousy that would well up in his stomach every time he saw James hold Lily's hand or snog her was undeniable. Sirius hated himself for being envious of one of his best mates, especially over a girl.
He had a feeling that, no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to feel the same way about another girl. Sirius was stricken with a life-long disease. It had no vaccination and no cure. It went by the name of love.
This was inspired by the last part of the song "Roger's and Holland's Feeling" by Chiodos.
This was done for the HPFC Forum Competition. SLYTHERIN FTW!
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Thanks mew for betaing! *Passes a Sirius cake* Yummy!
