Title: Waiting
Rating: K+
Sirius/Serena. Romance/angst. Very slight angst. I think this is a really toned down one-shot.
This fic follows Frying Pan of DOOM's idea. I hope that you like it!
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Darien
reminds her of a past love, someone dear to her heart and soul.
He reminds her of her old love so much that she has to constantly remind herself that this is Darien, not Sirius. That the man she is involved with is not the same as her old one.
When she is with Darien, she notices that he and Sirius share many similarities. So similar in fact that she would sometimes freeze up, and it would take her a few seconds to even remember not to call Darien by Sirius's name.
His black hair, his height, the shape of his eyes is remarkably the same.
But there are differences - some small and some large.
Darien's eyes are midnight blue, not gray.
Darien's smiles and laughs are smaller, less admirable than Sirius's. So whenever he smiled or laughed, she had to keep herself in check and try not to think that it seemed wrong somehow.
Darien's warmth is acceptable, but whenever she touched him, she couldn't help but think that it's a bit off. As if it is wrong for her to touch him, like she's cheating on him somehow.
Darien's love is sincere, special. When he tells her that he loves her and treats her as if she is special, she feels a tingle of warmth and safety seep into her skin.
Yet, she knows that it is nothing compared to when she had Sirius's love. With him to love her, she didn't need anything or anyone else. She felt as if nothing else mattered but his love for her and hers for him.
Darien's embrace and kisses are wonderful in their own right. It is similar to his. But his hugs are a little too tight, a little too protective. And when he kisses her, it is the same way - too hard, too possessive. As if he can't trust himself to trust her. That she would leave him, if given the chance.
She can't blame him for thinking this way, because it's true. If given the chance to leave Darien for Sirius, she wouldn't give it another thought - she would pack her bags and take the next flight to wherever Sirius Black resided.
But circumstances won't permit it.
Sirius Black's situation was more complicated than the simple matter of finding where he lived. She couldn't just be by her love's side. He was in prison - imprisoned for a crime that she knew that he couldn't have possibly committed. No matter how much anyone told her otherwise, she couldn't believe it, she wouldn't believe it.
How could Sirius have killed all those muggles, much less his best friends? It was not in his nature to act like that. And she would keep on believing him.
She would wait forever for him. She would wait until the day the Ministry would see the error of their ways. She would wait until the Ministry pardoned Sirius Black for his 'crimes'. She would wait until the day that he came to find her.
But for now, she would keep on living this lie that she lived. Being with a man that reminds her of her true love, and keeping up this false charade. Pretending that every kiss, every hug, every touch, and every moment she spent with Darien is with Sirius. Always Sirius.
She could wait. She would wait. Because she loves him, trusts him, and believes in him.
After all, wouldn't you wait for the one that you love until your last dying day?
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