A/N- Here's Chapter Eleven! We're in the double-digits, Potterheads! Thanks much, my precious Aura-Lees! Enjoy, Enjoy!
Chapter Eleven-
"Ow…! Lily, help me…Meh…" I moaned, lying on the Gryffindor Common room floor. Luckily, nobody was around to see any of this. Lily was safely sitting in a chair, staring at me with narrowed eyes.
"Why'd you do it?" She asked sternly, pointing a finger at me. I whimpered, pretending to cry without the fake tears. She looked at me like I was hiding in a closet for some odd reason, if you can imagine what that might look like.
"I don't know- Do not ask me. Never." I fired back, pressing my face to the floor. I pulled away as fast as I could once I realized that Gryffindors walked on this very floor, with their feet. Ew.
"Okay, okay- sheesh! Why're you mean to me?" Lily whined, sinking in the chair.
At that moment, I hissed at Lily, like a cat, completely serious. She looked taken aback and started pouting after a short smile. Oh, our dear friendship- the memories it gives us. The Marauders bounded down the stairs and stopped when they saw us.
"Um…What's going on here?" James asked curiously. Everyone else in the room looked at the both of us questionably, tilting their head simultaneously.
"Well, long story short, Emi climbed a tree and she told this hilarious joke. Apparently, I did something funny right after, and when she laughed she fell out of the tree…and landed on her butt." Lily giggled, I glared peppermints at her. What, you've never heard that one before? Well, let me tell you- mint is chocolates worst enemy, so it's not too good. The blokes who invented minty chocolate combinations are...pricks; bloody pricks.
"It hurt so bad…I almost cried. It's all Lily's fault." I said seriously, wincing in remembrance.
"No, I don't think so. But hey- we were laughing, still." Lily nodded, considering the fit of laughter we went into after.
"I'm broken…Now you guys have to carry me everywhere." I said, sitting up and raising my eyebrows at everyone. Lily snorted, and Remus rolled his eyes. James nodded, pretending to go along with it, while Peter and Sirius were giving me an 'okay-but-you-owe-me' look. Well then, I suppose I'm not royal enough to be carried everywhere I go.
"No, you're not broken. Get up, before I jump on you." Lily urged, motioning her hands upward. I shook my head.
"No. Carry me!" I whined as loud as I could.
Lily stood up and ran at me, when she was about to jump on me, I rolled about three times and jumped up in the process, almost falling over. I ran to the other side of the room and took her seat in the comfy arm-chair she had. I got lucky- it was still warm.
"Hey! That's my seat, little Mrs. Up, up!" Lily ordered, walking over to me. I shook my head, giving her a 'you-think-you're-smart-I-guess' look.
"I'm not little, and I am not a Mrs. I shall not be a Mrs until I am happily married to the man of my dreams." I said fancily, holding my pinky up. The Marauders watched in interest.
"And what kind of man might that be?" Lily huffed, grinning. Sirius perked up, and Remus was watching me like a hawk.
"I'm a man! And I'm in lots of dreams. Am I in any of yours, love?" Sirius nodded spastically.
"No…Am I in any of yours? I'm a young woman, but, you know..." I fired back, smirking. He raised his eyebrows and grinned.
"Only most of them. Sometimes I have dreams about the whole lot of us, not just you." Sirius said casually.
"I knew it." I said sarcastically, laughing.
"Yeah, I figured it too. You do talk in your sleep, mate." Peter announced, thinking the topic was mean to be for-real. Sirius' face turned bright red, and I felt my cheeks turn pink.
"Peter!" Sirius growled, face-palming himself.
"Oh lord…" Remus and James said in unison, shaking their heads.
"Oh gosh…I wasn't supposed to say that, I take it." Peter said nervously.
"Oh no, you were supposed to tell the whole school that." Sirius groaned quietly.
"Well, pretend I said nothing." Peter decided, throwing his hands up.
"I think I'll hold onto that, actually." I said, winking at Sirius. He rolled his eyes.
"Aw…Sirius has dreams about his crushy-wushy!" Lily said as if she were talking to a baby. Sirius narrowed his eyes on her.
"It was a joke, Evans." He growled.
"And you simply talk in your sleep, mentioning Emileigha. Alright, it was definitely a joke, Black. Admit it!"
"Alright, Lily- leave him alone. You know, it's Sirius' birthday in six days." I smiled, as Sirius sighed in relief. He winked at me afterwards, of course.
"Yeah- I'll be sixteen and sexy as ever." Sirius mentioned, fist bumping James. "Does that persuade you towards the notion of dating me?"
"No, not really. I'm still little, as Lily says. I don't know if a sixteen year-old is good enough for a little fourteen year-old." I laughed. Sirius went from waggling his eyebrows to smirking.
"And like a month after, you turn fifteen." Sirius said, nodding confidently with squinted eyes. I shook my head and pointed at him.
"No." I said, now shaking my finger at him. The Marauders sat all around in the common room, Sirius sitting on the couch closest to me.
"What'd I do?" he asked, sticking his bottom lip out with a puppy-pout. I almost couldn't resist that face, but I fought it over.
"I will not go out with you." I said, looking at him expectantly. He changed his expression to a mad puppy-pout.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because." I replied, running a hand through my hair with a smirk.
"Because Why?" He whined desperately.
"Because, because." I retorted, still smirking. Sirius rolled over on the couch, so he was lying on his back. He stared at the ceiling, now.
"Fine, fine." He laughed. We were both quiet for a second, thinking. Lily was busy talking with James about something, but whatever it was, it was making her smile. "Hey, do you wanna go outside?"
"Outside? And do what?" I asked curiously, thinking that the idea sounded good.
"Go for a walk around campus?"
"Okay, sure. Wait- only if we get hot-chocolate after."
"Alright, sounds good. Do you have a coat here?"
"No, but I can get one from Rav-" I was cut off as Sirius ran upstairs. He bounced back down with two of his coats, an arrogant and proud smile on his face. He put one on and gave the other one to me.
"It'll be kinda big because, well, you're a girl. Plus, your small." He breathed. I put his jacket on and it was pretty big…but I felt so warm in it, it was like I was wearing five fluffy sweaters, even though this coat was fairly thin. I zipped it up and put my hands in the pockets and winked.
"I look fabulous!" I exclaimed, giving him a thumbs up. Sirius nodded in agreement and laughed. "Lily, I'm going for a walk."
"Huh? Okay. Stranger Danger." Lily said, not really noticing me, and waving me off. I shrugged and turned on my heel as Sirius opened the portrait door for me. We stepped out into the corridor, then preceded our journey to the outside.
When we got outside, it was pretty chilly. The ground was rock hard, from where the frost had been, and the leaves crunched as we walked around the edge of the Black Lake.
"So…" I started, not knowing what to talk about. Today was sunny, but that was ruined by a fairly strong, cold breeze. The Whomping Willow was twisting like mad today, swaying back and forth with the breeze.
"So…Uh…I don't know what to say. Do you…play an instrument?"
"Violin and Ukulele. I can do a few songs on the piano, but I have to do it slowly. You?"
"Never tell anyone, but my Mum and Dad make me and Regulus play the piano. It's a dumb family thing, I guess…the blokes."
"That's awesome…really! Are you good?"
"Dunno. I might be; it's one of those things were you can't really decide if your good by listening to yourself."
"I see…What's a song you play often? Or your favourite?"
"Um…Well, my favourite is Fur Elise, because it starts softly, and it's gets exciting in the middle, then back to soft, then back to exciting and finally soft again, but with something special." Sirius said interestingly. Honestly, I hadn't known that he played the piano- and I wouldn't have guessed if he hadn't brought music up. I wouldn't have ever expected him to play it actually, because Sirius always seemed like a go-with-the-flow, prankster kind of guy who wouldn't take an interest in the piano or something.
"Yeah? I like that one too, but my favourite is Moonlight Sonata. My mum used to play that, a lot." I said in return.
"So she could play piano?" Sirius asked.
"Oh yeah- she was really good at it, too. That was one song I can remember…she played all the time."
"Nice…" Sirius smiled. See, for a moment I thought, 'look how cute that smile is' and then I thought about something else: Sirius knows my weaknesses, and lots of things about me. Crap. Maybe I shouldn't trust that smile. "You know, it's not often that we have serious, no pun intended, conversations."
"Yeah…" I breathed, looking at the frozen lake. "Have you ever been ice-skating, Sirius?"
"Ice-skating? No; is it a muggle thing?"
"Yeah, me and Remus go all the time during winter. It's like wearing roller-skates, except instead of the wheels, there are blades. Then you skate on a frozen lake or ice-rink. It's lots of fun…Remus and I'll have to take you, James, Peter, and Lily sometime."
"Yeah? Sounds fun. The problem is, I suck at roller-skating. Tried it once, then I thought I broke something." Sirius laughed, smiling down at me. As he looked down at me, I realized how short I am compared to him. He was a good head taller than me…
"Yup…Well, I don't really know what else to say. Any ideas?" I asked, looking back to the Lake, then to the Whomping Willow.
"Welp…It's cold." Sirius said flatly. I looked at him. "That's the best I've got to offer."
"Do you like the cold?" I asked, burying my hands deeper into the pockets of Sirius' jacket.
"Sometimes. I can't stand it when you get in the snow and then it feels like you've got frostbit." Sirius said thoughtfully, making a motion with his fingers. He shoved them into his jean's pockets.
"Me either. That's the only bad thing about snow, I think. Snow is awesome." I nodded.
"You really do like your snow." Sirius chuckled.
"You bet I do." I replied happily. He looked at me again, questionably.
"Why do you like it so much?"
"Aside from me simply always liking it, there's not much I can say. If it ever snowed enough, me, Remus, and our Mum would always be out there for as long as we could last in the cold. It was always lots of fun. So, maybe it's something to do with my Mum?"
"Sounds fun. See, I've never gotten these kind of memories with my parents- their just bloody blokes. No fun with them." Sirius sighed. He smiled after a few minutes in silence, out of nowhere, and I just had to smile back. I rubbed my hands together and shivered as we ended our round of the Black Lake.
"Are you ready to go back inside? I'm near freezing." I asked, smiling. Sirius nodded.
"Sure." He said, as we walked towards the castle. "Do you want my coat?"
"No, we're almost to the castle. I wouldn't take it anyways- it's way too cold out here." I smiled.
"I wouldn't mind, really- I have a sweater on under this anyways." Sirius smirked.
"You're such a flirt." I teased, as Sirius winked mid-sentence.
"Eh, I wasn't flirting; just being my naturally nice self." Sirius nodded confidently.
"Oh, I see." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes with a smirk.
We walked to the castle and back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Sirius let me go in first, and the very first thing I saw was Lily, who was fast asleep on James' shoulder. James had his head leaned over on top of Lily's and Peter was asleep in the floor. Remus was asleep on the couch beside the fireplace, a book open on his lap. Sirius stepped inside, closing the door behind him, and looked at everyone, then smiled.
"Huh…guess they were tired, huh?" Sirius said. As soon as he said the word 'tired' I yawned, and then he yawned, and it came back to me. I hate the power of yawning!
"Yeah…I think I am too." I said, stretching. I took Sirius' jacket off and gave it to him, and I was immediatley less warm.
"Now that I have to think about it, I am too. Can you do me a favor and grab those D.A.D.A books?"
"Sure. Taking them to your dorm?"
"Yeah- For once in my life, I've decided to study." Sirius said, picking up a few other things, such as a book-bag and a roll of parchment. Man, The Marauders leave a lot of stuff in the Common Room. Wonder what they'd do if their homework got stolen? …Stupid question- they would obviously copy off Remus!
"In some subject you already rule at, of course." I laughed, as Sirius nodded in approval, a 'yeah-I-guess-you-could-say-that' look upon his face. We started heading up the stairs to the boys' dorms. Now, why aren't the stairs to these dorms just like the girls'? Not that I have a problem with it, it's just...weird. As we sat the books down in The Marauders' dorm, I shivered and looked out the window. Their room was a bit messy, except for what I recognized to be Remus' part. James had Quidditch accesories sprawled on his bed, Sirius had shirts on the floor, and Peter just had everything on the floor. I heard Sirius jump onto his bed, making the well-kept comforter fall to the floor, somehow. He rolled his eyes and picked it up, throwing it over the bed again. He stole a soft blanket out of the dorm closet and placed it on one half of the bed. He got under the blanket, and held up the comforter. I shrugged and kicked off my shoes, then got in. At first it was cold, but then Sirius pulled me towards him and it was pretty warm. I nuzzled my face into his chest and he put his head on top of mine.
"You smell really good. Cherries... " Sirius said quietly, as his breathing got slower and slower. We lay there in silence for a moment, until Sirius fell asleep. I almost fell asleep, too, but there was something keeping me awake. I think it was just that I was really happy. Firstly because my plan was falling into place just perfectly, and there wasn't a scratch on it. I'd sprayed some cherry-champagne body spray on this morning after a hot shower, and Sirius apparently could smell me. Also, I had managed to get his interest in music by asking him if he played anything. Secondly, I was just plain happy. What really surprised me was that my heart wasn't in Canada by now, considering that it should have been beating out of my chest, and that my face wasn't red. I was actually being…normal! And hey, for me, that's a tough position to hold…normal...Lily could say the same thing though, so I'm not alone. (She would kill me for even thinking that!)
In addition to my second-state of happiness, I recently saw that there was a new project in Muggle Studies: putting on a play! Each different year (1 through 7) was to vote on what piece of literature they wanted a play on and would have try-outs for the people who wanted to be in it. Fifth year hadn't voted yet, but I know what I would want: Othello! Othello is my favourite story in the history of history, next to Sherlock Holmes and a few others, of course. My favourite character is Desdemona, of course, so I would definitely try-out for her. Sure, I might have a bit of stage-fright, but I'll get over that once I'm up there on-stage and realize there's no turning back. Acting could be good for me…right? Finally a way to express the drama here in Hogwarts!
-Note to self: make posters saying 'Vote Othello- He's our fellow!' on them, to encourage the play.
I think James would make a good Cassio, for some reason, too! And guess who could be Othello himself? Sirius Orion Black! Later this weekened, I will be adding to my list:
Get Sirius to try out for Othello, if Fifth year puts the play on.
Mwahaha…I smiled to myself at my brilliant idea. Not just the awesome poster idea, but the entire thing. But, admit it, the psoter's are totally kick-arse. I know Sirius doesn't like that kind of stuff, though. I mean, if you wouldn't go to a boys and girls dance, would you try-out for a play about love? Probably not, I would think. Then again, I'm not a boy- so I don't know. I'll stick with my theory, though. My eyes started to get heavy but I still couldn't go to sleep. Then it hit me: What will Remus do when he sees us?
The best thing he could do is kill us…I had thoughts of getting up, but when I tried, Sirius would almost wake up. I couldn't bring myself to wake him up, though- so I gave up.
"Sirius, Remus is going to kill us. Or worse." I said. I could somehow tell Sirius was smiling, just because I had a lucky feeling. I would smile too, if this was a smile-worthy topic.
"Remus? Remus can…get over it…" he mumbled into my hair. I smirked, knowing that we'd be in some deep trouble by Remus, the King of over-protected-ness, but also knowing that this was one of those moments you always want to hold on to. It's not often you get these, you know?
I started to drift off and on, waking up occasionally after hearing footsteps walking down the hall way. Then I decided that I didn't care what happened, as long as I could keep this memory of being warm…and snug…and cuddling… with Sirius Black.
Before I finally feel into a deep sleep against Sirius' chest like that, I remembered something so important, that i could've cried for forgetting it…
We never got our hot-chocolate!
A/N- Sorry, it's a tad bit shorter than the others! I hope you liked this chapter! Review, Favourite, love, and take my poll~! :)
