Hey people! New chap, just for those of you who actually care! Thanks for the reviewers of the last chap: Baby seal, The Awkward Turtle and SOR4. Now SOR4, hon, you know this fic is as yours as mine. Love ya and thaaaanx!
WARNING for sexual explicitness and language.
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Chapter 6: What can be better than that?
Wednesday, October 20th, 1976
I've come to think this manjournaling thing is really versatile. I can keep track of stuff me and the guys do, the girls I bed, shit Liz does to me (like I actually mind) and stuff that might come in handy to remember. All I have to do is ignore James and his nonsensical rambling about it. What does he know of the importance of manjournaling?
For example, today occurred this incident involving Snivellus. 'Course, I thought it'd be a secret and nobody would actually know it was me except my mates. I wanted to hex Snivellus secretly. Secretly because Evans would kill Sirius and get really mad at Jimmy, thus making Jimmy really mad at Sirius and Remus lecture Sirius. Thing is Sniv was walking down the corridor and my wand just happened to get in my hand and my mind just happened to think 'Levicorpus'. C'mon! For old times sake. Books, parchment rolls and quills flew, nasty underwear and pale, skinny legs were exposed, and cursing was in order.
"Black, Potter! You bloody arses!"
Everyone around looked at us, and the guys looked at me. I put my best surprised face and declared myself innocent of all charges. James, however (such a competent Big Head Boy, God bless him) said the countercurse, making Sniv fall with a large thump on the floor, looking at me suspiciously. I grinned widely at him and he sighed, resigned.
"Shut it, Snape, we didn't have anything to do with it" James said tiredly, resuming his walk to the Transfiguration classroom.
"Of course you didn't! You always have to do with it!" Snape sneered, grabbing his wand and heading our way. James brandished his wand fast and aimed a spell at him. Snape waved his wand and repelled it. "So you've learned something actually valuable? Cause darks arts aren't exactly constructive, just so you know" James mocked "Good for you, Sniv…"
Snape aimed his wand at James, who gave him an ironic look.
"Gonna attack me, Snape? Are you?" James asked, smirking "Go on, do it"
Everyone was staring, waiting to se another James vs. Snivellus showdown. After a moment of interchanging challenging looks, Snape swore loudly and smashed his fist against the wall, frustrated. The expression on James's face suddenly became strange. Indescribable. Remus pretended to act normal, but I saw his deadpanned eyes and his jaw tightening considerably. Not even Peter wanted to look at me. I knew why. Of course I knew. Remus had spent most of the summer holiday mad at me because of it. And just like that other time, I was the one who had made the mess, and James was the one that had had to clean it up. Just like now. Reminiscing that dreadful night in which I had done the ultimate stupidity and seeing the look on my best mates' faces made my insides twinge with something resembling guilt. Everyone was flabbergasted watching Snape's unusual reaction, and how he just turned to pick up his stuff and none of us intruded or bothered him. Nobody understood why Snape wouldn't attack James, or why we didn't pick on him as we would've normally done, but we did. I sure did.
Evans chose that moment to come out of her astonishment and commanded everyone to start circulating again. Snape continued his path, not before giving us a hateful look though. After everyone had scattered, Evans came and planted in front of us, her hands on her hips and a questioning look on her face. James had sighed and smiled.
"Hey gorge…"
"What was that all about?" she asked, interrupting James halfway
"What's what about?" James asked slowly, using the double bladed weapon of trying to exasperate her
"Potter…" she used his surname menacingly, giving him a warning look as well.
James sighed again and thought his words carefully.
"Lily, I'm sorry. Really, I am, but truth is I can't tell you"
"Why's that?"
"Cause we'd break too many promises if we did" I thought of saying, but it'd sound too hypocritical coming from my mouth so I remained silent.
"Because it implies other people and other people's secrets." he answered gently. Lily turned to look at Remus, who looked away. I noticed through the corner of my eye he had flushed slightly. Lily looked at him insistently.
"Does it have to do with that furry little problem of yours, Remus?" she asked him after a while, turning his face to her softly
James, Peter and I were agape after understanding she had actually said those words. I mean, Evans knew about Remus's condition? Remus was red at that point and didn't look at any of us but her.
"She knows?" I asked after recovering my speech "Since when?"
"I found out at the end of last term." Evans answered, looking away slowly from Remus
"How?"James asked in a whisper. Evans shrugged.
"I always kinda knew."
"Why didn't you tell us she knew, Moony?" I demanded Remus, slightly offended he had kept something like that from us. Moony didn't answer.
"So does it?" Evans insisted. Remus looked at her with a weird face, but then sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.
"Yeah, Lily, it does. But I beg you to leave the issue at rest, yes? This isn't the place or moment, and besides, it's something I would just love to leave at the back of my mind."
Lily looked somewhat taken aback, but just nodded, obediently dropping it. We were still shocked to know someone besides us, and Snivellus (but that's for me to be blamed), knew. I saw James eyeing the redhead rather nervously.
"Are you mad at me, Lily?" he asked, sheepishly. Oh the oddity! James "Big Head" Potter, sheepish. Lily stared at him for a couple of seconds, and then sighed.
"Why should I? All you've done is keep your word"
She rewarded him a little smile and James grinned back, beaming at her. So sickeningly sweet. That's one of the things I'll never fall in love. All the dorky, stupid faces people in love give each other. I shudder at the only thought. Not that I'm not happy for James. Of course I am. The kid's gonna stop ranting about Evans constant rejections! Finally, some peace and quiet around here.
"Good for you, Red!" I said ruffling Evan's hair a bit before grabbing Peter and Remus and pulling them along. "C'mon mates, we're in the middle of something special here… Can't you just feel the magic?"
James and Lily blushed and Peter and I cackled. I noticed Remus smiled a bit forcefully. I thought he was probably upset with me. I really hated it when my stupid ideas affected Remus. It really annoyed me when I was guilty of causing him more trouble then he already has. Moony had said before the beginning of term that he had forgiven me for the prank thing, but I found it hard to believe he would forgive me for such a thing. Thanks to me, he was exposed to none other then our nemesis. And if it weren't for James, he would've killed something. Snape, but still a person. All because of me. I couldn't even forgive myself for it. I'm thinking of trying to compensate him in some way for it. Making it up for something like that would definitely be difficult, but I swear I will, even if it means never laying my wand on Snivellus again. Well, ok, maybe not that.
We found Liz and Saree on our way to Transfiguration. After seeing them a bit behind, blushed and gagging nonsense, they too joined the fun of annoying James and Evans.
Liz. Here I go again. Why do I always end up writing about her? Oh, right. 'Cause she's the women of my life. 'Cause she's so unpredictable. So Odd. Special kind of odd… I don't what the hell is wrong with her. I thought I could get rid of her! That my brilliant plan would work! That she would put her cunning mind and piercing intellect to the task and put me behind, convincing herself I was not a good love-choice… But after leaving the Common Room to fetch some goodies at the kitchens, she suddenly appeared in front of me, her hands on her hips, that smug grin ornamenting her cute heart shaped face.
"Scared?"she asked, scrutinizing my expression. I was inches from saying 'HELL yeah!!' I mean, she pretty much materialized out of thin air. I could hold myself though, and instead asked if I hadn't just left her in the Common Room. She cackled. "I could chase your butt to Timbuktu, silly."
I couldn't keep myself from a skeptical smirk. I had feared she would have turned into one of those girls that thought that just because they say 'I love you' you're forced to not just say it back, but feel it as well… Obviously I had forgotten this was Liz, the exception of every girl-rule I know. I had to sigh, and she tilted an eyebrow, smirking.
"Took a huge weight off your shoulders, didn't I?" she said while I laughed, truly relieved.
"You have NO idea" I told her, putting an arm around her neck, dragging her closer to my body. I kissed the top of her head, grateful that she hadn't turned into a nightmare (beyond her usual, mean self), and she put her arm around my hip, hanging her thumb from the griddle of my pants. Yeah, she was something with the griddles… some sort of fetish, perhaps? I decided against investigating it right away and instead, to slot in some humor, said: "I thought you were going to get all stalker and wifey on me!" I reached my goal and made her laugh hard while I lead us to the kitchens.
On the way there, though, we came across the Reissens. While I was more than ready to pass them by, Liz gave the bloke sucha check out and blew him this playful kiss that made him touch his cheek jokingly and wink at her while I still had her under my arm… Such a thing is just wrong. So once we were pretty far from the twin's hearing range, I –VERY pissed, mind you–, confronted her:
"And according to you, what am I? A clothing accessory?" She froze on her steps, stopping our pacing towards the kitchens. She blinked several times, and gave me the most disbelieving "Excuuuuse me" that in my life I've ever heard from her lips.
"You heard me! Or what? You didn't think I'd notice how you were shamelessly hitting on the bloody bloke?"
After listening intently to my arguing, she threw her head back and laughed. Up to this time, I still can't seem to know what was so funny about my words. She didn't answer me though; instead resumed the walking. But I was bloody annoyed!! I mean, she didn't even hide the fact that she was flirting with him, she was damn obvious!
After a couple seconds, she seemed to notice I was pissed for real, and let go of my waist. She crossed her arms over her chest, standing in front of me with a fake, annoyed stare.
"What is it now?" She tried to joke. I looked away. It was unbelievable what she did. I heard her huff, and from the corner of my right eye I say her slump her shoulders. "You're not making any sense here, Sirius." she whined.
I was outraged!! 'Not making any sense'? Are women going crazy these days?Yesterday this bitch made believe she was shagging my brother while shagging me and today MS. PRESTON almost wolfed down –visually– this bloke from under my arm!! And I'M not making any sense?! What happened to the days when I was the one who used to do this kinda shit to girls? She rolled her eyes when I folded my arms over my chest in supreme indignation.
"Well, you know what? I'll be in the kitchens and after a couple mouthfuls I'll go crash. If you eventually feel like talking, you know where to find me." After that she gave half a turn, sheathed her hands deep on her robes' pockets and calmly kept walking the rest of the road. That was so like her, dammit. To never let things work her up too much. Never to let her cool be tainted by anything… but DAMN that wasn't at all what I had expected of her!! I had foreseen a lot more pleading! I mean, she loves me; and we've all seen what love does to a person. Take James for example! Pleading and begging and stalking Evans since 4th year… Just sad, really.
…And suddenly there it was, a glint of childish hope bloomed on my chest…
What if she doesn't actually love me? I asked myself. And truth to be told, it wouldn't be the first time she went and messed up with me just for the fun of it… and it makes perfect sense, also. She isn't acting weird, nor 'giving me time to think'. She is the same teasing Liz as always! The same know-it-all, smug, sexy Liz…
My arms had fallen to my sides already, and I saw her extend her hand to the wall. She was most probably tickling the pear already… She, Isadora and Saree were the only girls I've taken to the kitchens without a blindfold… She… She's is my god damn bestest girl-mate, for crying out loud... I ought not to lose her!
Impulsively and without thinking it at all, I hollered her to wait up. While I trotted towards her, I clearly saw her sigh and smile relieved towards me… greeting me with the widest of grins when I reached her.
So after carefully selecting and loading ourselves with sweets, we sauntered to one of my favorite spots in Hogwarts: The Astronomy Tower's Roof. Naturally –and even thought it works great with most girls–, I wasn't going to use the "I'm the brightest star in the sky" –thing with Liz. I mean, she had been the one to point it out the first time I took her there, the brainiac, and it's not like she'd eat it either. There was a nice atmosphere up there, though. Once we arrived, Liz Accioed her crimson cushion and used the Engorgio enchantment on it about a dozen times, making us a gigantic, mushy thing to lie down on. Then, we proceeded to fight for the desserts, since, being the spoiled thing she is, she just had to eat the ones I had specially picked for myself. In the end, she would tease me so my guard was down and then snatch the things from my fingers or force them out of my mouth… the little beast.
After having goofed and fooled around so much, we decided all that sugar had to be burnt down; so we make a strip show for the other. She had the most fun, of course. First having me lap-dance her and afterwards enjoying the glee her movements gave me. Anyways, by the time it was her turn of stripping down, it was already growing cold, and been the sensitive little thing she is, goose bumps covered her skin as she shuddered lightly from time to time over me. Such a nice vibrating feeling drove us to deep investigations and we teased the other until it was unbearable. Shivering on my lap while I enjoy the feel of her transformed, bumpy skin and the small hairs on her arms and back shooting up like needles, not to mention that she deliberate and deliciously rubbed her nipples against mine… smug, cunning little vixen. Anyways, she reached it and with her eyes diving to my very soul, voiced my name; thus rushing me to join her myself.
We caught our breath and dressed against our will. We'd rather lay naked next to the other a while, but the impending threat of pneumonia due to cold definitely influenced our last minute choice. Nevertheless, the usual satisfied, beat-up look lingered in out faces. I lazily waved my hand and picked up the mess while she used the Reduccio on the cushion I was starting to really like until it was pocket size. We then set off, a clearly breathable air of "holy shit I was shagged powerless" lifting from our expressions. She pointed out that we were so going to get a cold from that and after laughing we established a perfectly casual conversation on the way back. Liz, as usual, didn't cling onto me (bless her a million times!) until I approached her. I kissed her temple gently and put an arm around her neck, and she answered hugging to my waist and walking at my same pace. I was really glad that the "I love you" subject wasn't brought up again.
We were laughing at some silly thing by the time we reached the Fat Lady portrait and even though she attempted to not let us in, I talked her not only onto doing so, but giving me her word that he was to tell no one. AND we reached the Common Room just in time to see Ms. Lily Evans and Mr. James Potter (a.k.a. Mr. and Ms. Big Heads) making out on the empty room. Liz and I stared at them go, completely agape; but when the red-head noticed us standing in the entrance, she turned red-faced and ran out the portrait and trying her hardest not to meet Liz's amused face. After she was gone and out of hearing-range, and I was about to tell James it was damn time, Liz jumped over the couch, flung her arms around James's neck and kissed him on the cheek and said something awfully like: "Thanks for the greatest thing to blackmail her with". After that, she patted James on the head like a good dog and beamed right towards me. After kissing me goodnight she ran to her room, a wayward smile across her already mischievous face. I'm sure Saree was about to be filled in about the recent events.
At least this day had a nice ending: Liz provided me the sugary sex Laia couldn't yesterday, and I found out something to extortionate my best friend with. What can be better than that?
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