Love Is Forbidden C14-
Love Is Forbidden C14-
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To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best.
William M. Thackeray
Christmas passed uneventful.
On the way back to Hogwarts, Sirius slipped into my compartment and we kissed. A sweet kiss that lasted a couple of seconds, but was still beautiful. Until the compartment door slid open. Regulus stood there wearing a scowl.
"What are doing here?" he asked Sirius.
"Just leaving." He said and turned away.
Regulus stepped towards me. He kissed me. But I pulled backwards.
"Look Reg, I love you but, but…I can't be with you anymore." I said.
"W…why?" he said.
"I just can't. I'm so sorry Reg." I said then I left. I love Sirius, not Reg, but why was I feeling so bad?
I met Sirius every Tuesday and Thursday, and I met James on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Saturdays and Sundays were for me and homework. Regulus was going out with Millie, and everybody seemed angry with the fact I had broken up with him. Including my 'friends' for some reason they liked him better then me. It might be the Black Family 'Charm' that has the affect on them. But I didn't really need them now. (It did make it hard to work in lessons though.) I had Sirius now, I had James, I had Remus and I had Peter, (well kind of) They were all I needed, a second family, (I didn't want to think of Sirius in that way, but I mean Remus and Peter and James.)
So finally it is Tuesday again and I get to see Sirius. We talked for a bit and kissed. "I love you Kim." Said Sirius.
"I love you too Siri." I said.
"And that's the problem." He said.
"What!?" I shouted.
"The problem is that we love each other, we can never be together, James would kill me, Regulus would kill me, and it lucky people can't die twice." He said.
"So are you breaking up with me?"
"Yes, no, yes."
"Why?"
"Because our Love can't be, my family already hates me for being friends with a Potter let alone having a girlfriend, or James won't like it."
"They didn't have a problem with me and Regulus."
"They actually care about Regulus."
"Fine, whatever Black, I don't care about you anymore. H has it your way" I said and stormed out
Our Love Is Cursed.
Love- represents a range of human emotions and experiences related to the senses of affection and attraction.
Love. Stupid four letter word. Worth nothing. Means nothing. Stupid Sirius.
Sirius' P.O.V-
I love her I really do but,it can't be. James already knows something is going on, and if he finds out, then he will never speak to me agin. Kim doesn't understand.
Our Love Is Cursed.
February. Kim's P.O.V-
So my roommates hate me. Sirius doesn't love me and won't even look me in the eye, but what do I care. Life goes on. And on and on. It drags on, even when you want it to stop, it doesn't. But then BAM. It does stop. And then, who knows? Who cares?
I am becoming slowly insane. I've stopped caring, James hasn't noticed anything. But that doesn't matter. He won't understand. Ever. But he does tell me things. Like he's in Love too. With Lily Evans a red-headed Gryffindor and he is planning on asking her out. I don't think it will work though. He's not exactly charming.
I'm sitting in near the Forbidden Forest, and I realise how beautiful it is. In a strange way, it is comforting. The Forest is misunderstood.
But now I hear someone coming closer.
"Hi." Says the voice.
It was Remus.
"Hi"
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"Everything." I state.
He doesn't say anything.
"If I tell you promise you won't tell anyone?"
"I promise."
"Its just, I love Sirius and he know and for a bit we met up and talked, but he broke up and now he doesn't love me, and I broke up with Regulus for him and now everybody hates me." I said.
"You love Sirius?" he asked.
"Yes, I always have I went out with Regulus to make him jeluous, but now he doesn't love me."
" Why did hew break up with you?"
"Because he said James won't like him if he went with me." I said in tears now.
"I think you should just tell James, he understands a lot more then you give him credit for." He said.
"And you would know?"
"Yes I do know." He said and he walked away.
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.
Victor Hugo.