I spoke to him today. It's rather pathetic of me to actually remember that. Just this morning I was so ready to get rid of him in my mind once and for all. I thought I really had gotten over him after being just loose friends for so long. But then I spoke to him today.
It was in Potions. Remus was sick again, and Peter wasn't the greatest at the subject. His usual friends were all paired off by themselves, so he had to find a Potions partner. He remembered me. I've got two other close friends, so the pairing is always off. It was the right circumstances at the right time. Or should I say wrong?
It was in the flurry before class started when everybody settled partners. Since I'd be the one to find someone else today out of my friends, I sat at my table, waiting for someone to look lonely. I made eye contact with him. He grinned. He took the seat next to mine as if he owned it.
"Been a while, hasn't it, Maggie?" Sirius Black said in that smooth, baritone voice of his.
Although I may have been pining after him for so long, I was aloof. "I suppose so, Sirius." The ends of my lips pulled upward ever so slightly. "What's Remus gone for now?"
He seemed to think about it for a second before replying promptly, "He's sick."
As always. By this time, my stomach was already tied up in knots, despite my small smiles. There was a reason why none of my friends even thought I held any sort of feelings towards this idiot. I was very good at hiding it.
After a bit of small talk, we settled in for class. It was absolutely wonderful and nerve-wracking at the same time. But now, I feel so stupid for feeling so hopeful. I remember every word that came out of my mouth, and I regret each one of them for no reason at all other than that I was only falling for him more each time. He's an idiot, yes. But an endearing one.