Chapter Two
September 2nd, 1976
"Looks like we have the same first class Fut...," Sirius starts to call me Future Girl again but Remus stops him with a swift kick of the shin. Remus nods to an oblivious Peter who is chowing down on every piece of food within his reach. Sirius nods and I understand that Peter isn't allowed to know that I'm from the future. I'm more than glad because if Voldemort found out I traveled from the future, to this time, he would use it to his advantage. I glance over at Peter who is laughing at something James said and I wish that I could jump over the table and ring his cubby little neck. How can I tell no one that this rat hands over his best friends to Voldemort? Oh yeah because if I do, tell anyone that is, Voldemort would have never died and thousands more who are safe and sound in my time would be dead. Don't change anything. Don't change anything. Don't change anything, I repeat over and over in my head. Including Sirius, I think. I can't save the man who is currently throwing grapes at Remus to catch in his mouth; it probably would work better if Remus was playing the game too and had opened him mouth. Sirius… I could save him right? Wouldn't be so bad. He… it hurt so badly when he died. Don't change anything, I berate myself for my wishful thinking.
"Come on Jillian, we better hurry if we want to make it to charms on time," Sirius says he pulls me down the hall.
"We wouldn't be late if you didn't spend thirty minutes redoing your hair, Sirius," I say letting him drag me down the hall.
"If I didn't do that, doll, I wouldn't be as my dashing self," Sirius grins cheekily at me.
"You'd need more than thirty minutes for that, pup," I say to Sirius who stops pulling me in an instant. I can't help grin to myself at my innuendo.
"What," he says in a low voice staring in to my eyes. I get distracted by those gray eyes like I did so many times when he was alive.
"Sirius, the dog star," I say as if that is why I called him pup. "I really like astronomy," I lie uncertainly.
"Well, come on then Future Girl," he says but I stop him.
"Would you stop calling me that," I growl.
"Why Future.." he starts before I glare furiously at him.
"Look I don't know what world you live in but I've been in the real world and I know that if the Death Eaters found out who I am I would be captured and forced to tell them what I know through any means necessary. I don't want to talk but if there is one thing I've learned it's that after torture everyone talks. And if I did it would destroy everything," I explode and storm up three flights of stairs and in to the Charms class room. I sit down next to Remus in an obvious huff. In my world the, real world Sirius is dead, and I know I will have to go back to that and I can't lose him again.
"Sirius?" Remus asks handing me a piece of chocolate. All I can do is stare at the chocolate he is offering me; the same way he had done so many times in the past. Or is it future? Oh who the hell knows these days? I feel tears welling up again and I refuse to cry in front of Past Remus. Grabbing my bag I turn and flee the classroom before Flitwick shows. I don't pass Sirius on the way, I make sure of that. An oak door appears after a minute of passing. Closing and locking the door behind me I finally let the gravity of my situation sink in. I want to go home. I want to go home. If I were in a fucking movie I could tap my heels and be home; with my mother. I wipe the tears from my eyes an hour later and look around the room I created. There is a fireplace and a large couch that looks comfy and soft. Crawling to the couch I lay down on the plush red velvet. I wish I could contact my friends and tell them that I'm okay. Ask Harry if he wants me to tell his parents anything; ask them anything. Don't go to the Department of Mysteries. Kill Peter now. I fall asleep on the couch.
August 11th, 1995; Very Early Morning
"I think it is because of the sugar," Ginny says throwing a paper ball in to the air and catching it.
"Duh," Hermione says shoving Ginny. I can't help but laugh. I've been at the Black house for a few days now but I spent most of that time hauled up in the library. But today I decided to get with the program and hang out with my house mates. Turns out I picked a good day. Remus had just come back from Hogsmeade with bags of candy, most of which is now gone. After a day of eating sweets and getting to know the each other Hermione, Ginny, and I found ourselves unable to sleep.
"I'm hungry," Ginny whines and Hermione and I gave her a horrified look. "For real food," she explains.
"Me too," I say rubbing my stomach.
"Let's go to the kitchen," Hermione suggests. We tip toe though the house bumping into each other in the dark and giggling quiet enough not to wake Mrs. Black. Once we get to the kitchen I cast a silencing charm and Hermione looks shocked.
"Right I have to get use to this not using magic outside school thing," I say. "I don't see how you can't do magic for three months. You know they can't even detect it if you are in a magical household," I say.
"Really!" Ginny says.
"You shouldn't have told her that," Hermione says sitting down at the table.
"So girls what are we in the mood for?" I ask.
"Grilled cheese," Hermione says and I nod my head in agreement.
"A what?" Ginny asks confused.
"You'll see," Hermione and I say in unison followed by us cracking up. Ginny just glares at us and turns on the radio to a muggle station. We all grin at each other and begin dancing around while we make food. Hermione was grading the cheese and I was buttering the bread while Ginny watches and dances to the music. "There we go," I say as I place five sandwiches on to the stove and join Hermione and Ginny. After a couple minutes I flip the sandwiches and the song changes to "I like Big Butts." I hear Hermione humming along so I stop to look at her
"What it is a good song," Hermione defends.
"It is," Ginny says. "I never knew that you like big butts Hermione," she teases and then turns the music up. Three seconds later finds us doing what can only be described as butt maneuvers while we dance and sing. The silencing charm I put up is still there so we don't notice the door open, someone walk in, and the door close until said person chuckles from within the charm. The three of stop and spin around hands behind us as if we have been caught in the cookie jar. There is Sirius Black standing by the doorway wearing boxers and a shirt only watching us. I turn pink when I remember what I was just doing with my butt and I bet the other girls were blushing as well.
"Now what do we have here?" Sirius says leaning against the wall. I looked in to his gray eyes and then quickly down again. In the last couple of days I hadn't seen much of Sirius, not that I was disappointed or anything. When I did his grey eyes were always somewhere near me but never on me, like he had just looked away when I turned to look to him. Those times, when Sirius was there, I found myself more relaxed, less like I wanted to cry, and I couldn't explain it.
"We were just celebrating the fact that Hermione likes big butts," Ginny snickers.
"I do not!" Hermione yells and grabss a dish towel to hit Ginny with. Hermione was hitting Ginny who kept running away while Sirius laughs and we made eye contact again.
"We are just making grilled cheese sandwiches. Do you want one?" I asked taking them off the stove and setting them onto a plate. He walked over and leans against the counter next to me staring at the sandwiches like they were alien creatures.
"Sure," he said and gave me the grin that made me forget what I was doing for a moment. Ten minutes later Hermione and Ginny are done eating and were dancing again.
"Too much sugar," I explain to the man sitting across the table. I feel a pull as Ginny grabs me up in to dancing position. I'm embarrassed but the sugar gets the better of me as I start to dance.
"Come on Sirius!" Ginny giggles trying to get Sirius to dance and stop laughing at us. He shakes his head no. Madonna's Beautiful Stranger comes on and Sirius finally agrees. This time with Sirius has seriously made me giddy. Remus usually interrupts with something urgent he needs Sirius for before we can spend any time together. He's pretty what can I say. Even with the age lines that rest on his face and the black tattoos on his arms from Azkaban he is beautiful and I'm a girl. Most of all I can't get over the calm I feel when he is around, the pressure of my thoughts lessens and I can breathe easily. After a few seconds Sirius and I are dancing together as Hermione and Ginny flare around. With one hand on my hip and the other in my hand Sirius moves us around the kitchen. Wherever his hands touch me a light flare of heat sparks creating a flipping sensation in my stomach. I try to shake myself out of it but I'm not sure it works . I hope we don't look so weird but as Sirius twirls me I don't really care.
"Sirius," we hear a questing voice say and we all stop dancing. Remus is standing in the door way raising an eyebrow at Sirius. Damn man, I think as Sirius's body stiffens and he moves away from me.
"I wish people would stop sneaking up on us," Ginny says then her and Hermione go back to dancing.
"Hey Remus," I say and try to get Sirius to start dancing again.
"Come on Remus we are dancing you should join," Sirius says dipping me causing me to giggle.
"No thank you. I'll sit here and watch," Remus says looking at Sirius.
"Okay mate," Sirius says. Ignoring Remus Sirius spins me once more and pulls me back to him so quickly I think I forget to breath.
"Oh but I will have a sandwich," Remus says breaking the spell. I laugh and continue to dance not noticing that Sirius can't stop watching me and Remus is acting like a medieval chaperone.
September 2nd, 1976
When I wake up it is dusk and the sun is setting. After blinking my eyes a couple of times to completely wake up I sigh before standing up. I should really go back to the common room before someone worries. But really who is going to worry? Everyone who cares about me isn't born yet except Remus who doesn't even know me. I take a moment to compose myself and take a courageous breath before going out to live in a world of walking memories. I open and close the door behind me then turn around to see Sirius sitting on the windowsill across the hall.
"Sirius?" I ask as he turns to smile at me. I let out a breath that I've been holding as he gives me the same smile he use to when he saw me. Cocky, happy, and rebellious. I'd seen it so many times until that too was taken away. He is still wearing the same clothes as earlier and grinning at me. I'm just so happy to see him smile, my smile, that I don't care that I shouldn't be hanging out with him. That I should distance myself. Prepare for the pain.
"Hey Jill," he says hopping off the windowsill and walks over to me. "I've been waiting for you." Yeah, all I care about is that he is here less than a foot from me, breathing.
"How did you know where I was?" I ask but I already know.
"I'm Sirius Black I can do anything," he says placing an arm around my shoulder. "I've come to take you out." I raise an eyebrow at him but can't help but smile. "It's my way of say sorry for being a prat."
"Just a prat?" I ask.
"Do you want me to take you out or not?" he asks.
"Am I going to get in trouble for this?" I ask.
"It's a distinct possibility," he answers. I nod my head yes and he laughs. "And before you ask this plan is all mine. Remus only told me you were sad because of me. I know I'm a genius. Okay let's get going. It is going to take us a while to get to the muggle world."
"What!" I say and stop walking.
"Come on the muggle world can be fun. Stop being a pureblood."
"I'm not a pureblood," I say. He turns to grin down at me.
"Even better cause I'm shite with all the muggle stuff. Plus it's the same no matter what time you are in and you won't run in to anyone you know from the future," he says and pulls me along.
