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Sirius was having trouble saying proper words.
"I...you...but...how...what?"
"I know, I know, it's huge, and I didn't tell you, but I'm sorry, I couldn't..."
"You...but...what...I don't...I don't understand...what?"
"It's just, they would've...and I can't..."
"Hang on, what?"
"And you can't tell them!"
"Hold up, so you're Malfoy's sister?"
"Yes, yes, and you can't tell them!"
Tears sparkled in her eyes, and she wrung her hands, obviously very agitated.
Sirius was still reeling from the shock of this revelation, but he tried to remain calm.
"Look, Fly, they'll get it. They'll be fine with it. You're not your family, and we know that!"
"Yes, but I lied to you, and I'm so sorry, but I just..."
With that, she put her hand in her hands and began to sob.
Now, Sirius did not have much experience with crying girls. Screaming women, yes, crying girls, no. Putting his arms awkwardly around her, Sirius rubbed her shoulder, praying that she wouldn't keep crying. Luckily for him, she took a deep breath a minute later and composed herself.
"Sorry for crying all over you." She smiled weakly, and pulled her school bag higher up her shoulder, wiping her eyes.
"OK, Sirius, we better get to class."
"No, wait, hang on a minute!" Sirius was still confused. "You're the Malfoy's eldest daughter, aren't you?"
Sirius wasn't sure why he was asking that, but it felt important.
"I'm their only daughter. Can we go?"
"Yes, but..."
"But what?"
"Nothing..." Sirius said slowly.
There was a memory, tantalisingly close, something to do with the Malfoy's eldest daughter, and he would remember, he just had to think.
Sage was looking at him expectantly, looking nervous, and that shook him out of his reverie.
"Sorry. Right. History of Magic. Let's go."
They set off down the corridor, looking around for Malfoy as they went, and they reached History of Magic just in time.
Just before they went in, Sage stopped for a minute, hands shaking and Sirius instinctively reached and grabbed her hand, wanting to stop them from shaking. She looked at him in surprise, they both blushed and he let go quickly.
Blushing furiously and avoiding each other's eyes, they both walked in and sat down in their seats near the back. It was halfway through the 'lesson' that Sirius remembered where he'd heard about the Malfoy's eldest daughter. It was from the night he ran away and went to the Potters.
"Sirius! Get dressed! Now!"
"And why should I do that, mother?"
"Get dressed!"
"I am dressed, dear mother."
"Put on your dress robes!"
"What's the occasion?"
"I said get dressed!"
"I am, mother, jeez! What's the occasion?"
"It's a ball, and you better behave! You'll be meeting your betrothed."
"WHAT?"
"Malfoy's eldest daughter, you're going to ask her tonight. Now brush that blasted hair of yours!"
Then he'd left.
Sirius turned to Sage, looking wild, as she started to make notes on the goblin war of 1756, and nudged her.
"What is it?"
"You...I mean, I remember...the ball...that night...did you know?"
"Excuse me?"
"There was a ball," Sirius started, trying to keep his voice calm and controlled. "about a year ago, when I was sixteen."
Sage was starting to look panicked.
"And that night was the night that I ran away from home."
Sage was definitely panicking now.
"And the ball, it was to announce something. Something that I completely forgot about. You know what I'm talking about, don't you?"
"N-No...S-Sirius...I..."
"You do. You must have known. That's why you panicked when you saw me. That night, I was supposed to ask for your hand in marriage."
Sage now looked like she was about to faint.
"Sirius..."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Sirius tried to keep his voice soft.
"It was a long time ago, and it never actually happened-"
"No, but it would have, wouldn't it?"
"Probably, yeah."
She looked down at her parchment, avoiding his eyes, and he exhaled loudly, leaning his head back. Then a note flew onto his desk.
(JAMES, SIRIUS)
You okay?
Does it look like it?
What happened?
It's a long story
Well, we've got all lesson
I'm not supposed to tell anyone
Come on...
Prongs stop it
I won't tell
Fly's second name isn't Dawson
OK what is it then
That's the part I can't tell you
Why not?
Because she said so
Come on please
James I can't
Why not?
Because she said so
It's not like I'm going to tell everyone
You better not
I'll ask her myself then
NO! Don't do that she'll know that I told you
Tell me then
I CAN'T
Please
Fine
Really?
Yes. Her real name is-
Sage grabbed the note out of Sirius' hand and scanned it quickly, face falling. With one swift motion, she ripped it in half and crushed it in her fist before moving her chair as far away from Sirius as she could. Knowing that he made a mistake, Sirius leaned closer to her.
"Fly-"
"I don't want to talk to you."
"Please-"
"No. I trusted you! And you were going to tell him, just like that?"
"Look-"
"Can you be quiet, please? I'm trying to work."
"Fly-"
"Sirius! Stop it!"
"Fine." Sirius sulked, crossing his arms.
They didn't speak to each other for the rest of the day.
"So what were you going to tell me earlier?"
James asked, as they made their way across the grounds under the Invisibility Cloak.
"It doesn't matter." Sirius huffed, and James exhaled loudly, looking indignant.
"Well, it sounded like it mattered! If she's-"
"James! Not now!" Sirius jerked his head discreetly towards a confused-looking Peter, and James thankfully seemed to understand.
"Oh, right."
"We can talk tomorrow, anyway."
The full moon had risen, bathing the grounds in silvery light, and they ran as quietly as they could towards the Whomping Willow, shivering at the howling that sounded, just audible above the swishing of the trees.
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