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Chapter nine
After that wonderful evening I got a bit of my social life back. I spent a lot more time with Cissy and Malfoy along with Sevy. Although the two had been a couple for almost a year now and they enjoyed doing couple-like things they insisted Sevy and I come with them, in a last desperate attempt to make us realize we were perfect together. We were not.
One of their favorite past times was lying on the grass and naming stars and other constellations, I enjoyed this as well, but it was very clear Sevy was board and would have rather been somewhere else. I think being around them made him feel awkward, maybe because of how Patricia had treated him, maybe because he didn't have a girlfriend, or maybe because Cissy was right and he really did have a crush on me. Whatever the case he did not enjoy 'group date times' which was what Cissy was now calling it, despite my many protests.
One night we were staring at the stars, I was watching my favorite as Severus tried to point out the many different ones. Eventually he gave up and asked, "You want to hear the story about the Dog Star again, don't you?"
"Yes please," I said
He launched into one of my favorite stories telling it with just as much enthusiasm as he had the first time. I admired that about Sevy; the way he could sound so happy about something he hated, the way he could hide emotions so well from everyone who had never known him well. What he lacked in courage he could make up for with his quick tongue.
He was interrupted however by Narcissa laughing at some joke that Malfoy had told.
"And that one is my favorite constellation," Malfoy said, pointing at the sky, "That's Draco the dragon."
"Draco," Cissy muttered, "It's such a pretty name, don't you think?"
"No," Sevy muttered.
"Oh, don't spoil their fun," I said, hitting his arm.
"But I'm not having fun," he whined.
"Well there is nothing I can do about that, now is there?"
"Well…"
"Sevy!"
"Right, nothing. Can we leave now?"
"No, not just yet."
"You always do this to me! You drag me into some situation I don't want to be in, and you never let me leave, it's not fair, just once I would like to make your life miserable!"
I knew he meant the words as a joke, but it still hurt. "I'm sorry Sevy, I guess I'm always thinking about me. Always, when everything you do is only to preserve our friendship. I've always respected you for that."
I said the words to apologize before a fight broke out. I wasn't good at holding my temper, and Severus wasn't good at holding his tongue.
He looked at me startled, "I've done nothing worthy of respect Reggie, I'm not the brave one. You're the one I respect, I always will."
I let him put his arm around my shoulder and then he continued to tell his story about the Dog Star.
And that was how I spent every Saturday night until the end of my sixth year, when Sevy and Malfoy graduated.
I owe a lot to Sevy, and the way he puts others above himself. I owe an awful lot to him, and I hoped that sometime in the future I would repay him, and I think I did, but one can never be sure.
That night with all the seventh years dressed in their caps and gowns I spent going around the party, dragging Sevy with me. It was his party, but I was enjoying it more. I had always loved to be obnoxious, and parties were the perfect chance. So I spent half the night going around with Sevy, trying to fit us into all the pictures possible until the photographer, a particularly annoyed second year, was so fed up that he offered to take a picture of us if we promised not to ruin any more pictures of any one else.
We gladly listened and I even got Sevy to smile as he put his arm around my shoulder and we posed for the camera. When the second year took the picture he immediately cloned it, and gave us each a copy of my showing off while Sevy stood there looking amused. The Sevy in the picture laughed when I stuck my tongue out at the camera causing me and the real Sevy to laugh as well.
"I love parties," I said smiling.
"I hate them," Sevy said, trying to sound annoyed, when I could see he was overjoyed to be finally graduating.
"Aw, you know your having fun! What were you thinking of doing now that your no longer a student?" I asked a little too perkily. Knowing my fellow Slytherins there was probably something in the punch.
He laughed along with me, "I was thinking maybe a teacher here, and DADA would be awesomely fun!"
"Well, I'm going to miss you around here, so visit as much as you want."
"I'll write everyday," he said sarcastically.
"I'm serious, I'm really going to miss you!"
"You know it's not only my last year here right?"
"Yes, but I really don't feel like saying goodbye to Malfoy," I said casting a glance over to Malfoy who was posing for his fifth picture with Cissy.
"You know who else I mean," Sevy said binging me back.
I did know, but I didn't know what to do about it. After five minutes I suddenly found myself board with the party that had been so interesting only moments before. I made my way through the hallways until I reached the Gryffindor dorms, where the portrait hung open and students from the three other houses flooded inside. Apparently Gryffindors knew how to party.
It wasn't hard finding the boys I was looking for. They were the centers of attention as always, standing in the middle of the room, having their picture taken together.
The four of them struggled to all stay in the picture, and like I'd said so long ago each of their actions painted a different, much better picture. Rumus stood so his head was perfectly in the middle of the picture looking amused at his fellow friends. James was using Peter as an armrest while putting bunny ears on Sirius and showing off his temporary tattoo with the words Lily Evans on them. What a multitalented boy. But Sirius was the focus in the picture. He looked startlingly beautiful and confident as he rose a wine glass with a big dog chasing it's tail carved into it towards the camera in a toast to their years here. What a nice bunch of friends. And if you looked close enough you could almost see the adult lurking in them, waiting to take over once they left Hogwarts. But like I said… Almost.
I arrived just as the photographer snapped the picture and the crowd around them broke up. I made my way over to Sirius, quietly, not wanting to be noticed, unfortunately all in vain.
"REGINA!" Peter called out
Sirius tuned and saw me, the whole crowd froze. Apparently they all knew about the Gryffindor troublemaker's relationship with the Slytherin troublemaker. He beckoned the photographer over once more and demanded another picture should be taken. And with that he pulled me into his arms and we got a picture of us kissing. Apparently this was Sirius's way of saying everything would be okay. Or he'd had too much champagne. Either way we both won.
Okay, the school years are officially over. Now I can start on the years after Harry was born. This should be fun. Don't forget to review, just please no flames.
