Hey! I just wanted to let everyone know that I updated the website and totally re-vamped it. Like, it's completely redone, with a soundtrack page, couple pages, new pictures, new quotes, and new actors and actresses. The only two people that are the same are Remus and Loraina, but I updated their pictures and quotes, too. So go check it out! The link and password are in my profile.
Sirius entered the Hospital Wing with a heavy heart as he sat in the chair beside his redheaded best girl friend.
"Hey Lily," he said, squeezing her hand. Her eyes were rimmed with red, and he could tell she had been crying.
"Hi Sirius," she mumbled, looking embarassed that she was upset. Sirius chuckled at her stuborness.
"Hey now," he said. "You have a right to be upset."
"Yeah," she breathed. "How come Delilah hasn't come to see me?"
"Delilah. Her parents. You see, they...kind of sent her to New York City. As in, in America."
Lily gaped, opening her mouth and then closing it like some kind of fish. "But..what...when...huh?"
"Right after you dissappeared. She's stuck living with her aunt...and Keith."
Lily smiled slightly at the jealousy in his tone as he said the last word. "Is she dating this...Keith?"
"She better not be!" he exclaimed angrily. "She just can't!"
"Sirius, you're the one who slept with someone else. You can't get mad if she moves on, all right?"
"Fine," Sirius mumbled, like a little boy who was getting scolded by his mother. Lily smiled at him.
"Have you tried to do anything special?"
"No," he said. "But I'm working on it. In fact, it's right here."
Sirius pulled out several pieces of parchment, all of which were written on, front and back, in Sirius's neatest handwriting. He finally came to the last page, which had a song written on it, the words glowing. He tapped it with his wand, and the song began to filter through the room. Lily put a hand to her mouth, smiling.
"Sirius, that's perfect! I'm assuming the letter is...emotional?" she asked, quirking an eyebrow at him. He grinned and nodded.
"I hope she likes it."
"She'll love it."
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Loraina sat on her bed, her head in her hands. It was the next day, and she was absolutely exhausted, mentally and emotionally. Officially, she and Remus had broken up. She had gone to talk to him again, and he had said, in his most tired, heartbroken voice, "Don't you get it, Loraina? It's over."
She stared blankly at pictures of them. In one, she was wearing a white tank top, and he was wearing a white long sleeve. She was holding onto his arm, and they were both beaming, as if nothing could tear them down. She sniffled and let a tear fall down her cheek. She had lost her best friend, her boyfriend, and her other best friend all in the course of two days. No doubt Delilah knew by now, and Delilah would be especially harsh. Loraina was officially "the other girl", and given Delilah's past, she would automatically shun her.
She gazed out of her window sadly. "Hi, Mom. I really screwed things up. Remus, the guy I've been talking about for years, and I were finally dating. He...he said he almost fell in love with me. I know that I fell in love with him. But, I was an idiot, and I was emotional, and I kissed Lily's boyfriend, and she caught us. Remus ended it last night. I...I miss him. And I miss my best friends. I miss you. My whole life is falling apart, Mom. I really need you right now. I love you," Loraina whispered, her voice thick with tears before she broke down sobbing, placing her head on the cold glass of the window.
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Remus looked up warily as James entered his bedroom, looking nervous and jumpy. Remus gritted his teeth. It was the day of his transformation, and he really did not want to deal with this.
"What, James?" Remus grunted.
"I...I wanted to apologize."
"Okay."
"Um...I made a mistake, Remus. I shouldn't have done it."
"You're right, you shouldn't have," Remus said simply.
"C'mon, mate, don't you...have something to say? Anything?"
"Fine. You want me to say something? How about the fact that you ruined the best thing that's ever happened to me? Once again, the Great James Potter gets the girl. James, she was my girl. You had one that you loved, and she loved you, too. Instead of being happy with that, you fucked up my life. Or, how about the fact that my heart has been completely ripped out and stomped on by my best mate, who was dating my ex-girlfriend's best friend? That is, until he kissed my girlfriend. Funny how that works out. Is that what you wanted me to say, James?"
James blinked and stepped back slightly. Remus had said his little speech in a controlled, calm voice, which, to James, was scarier then him yelling.
"Mate," James said, his voice strangled.
"Don't call me mate," Remus hissed. "I'm not your mate. I'm nothing to you, okay?"
With that, he stormed by, running into his shoulder forcefully as he left the room, leaving James standing alone.
How symbolic, James thought.
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Dear Delilah,
I cannot believe you're gone! I wake up, and you're in New York City! You're so hard to keep ahold of, my love! And before you start rambling on about me needing to talk about what happened while I was captured, don't. Because I don't want to talk about it yet. I would normally be with Loraina, telling her, but I can't, because she's a backstabbing slut. So, anyway, how's your life? (Haha). I miss you so much. If you were here, I would tell you everything. I need you so much right now, and I don't know what to do. I can't tell you half of what I feel in a letter; you know I've never been good at expressing my actual feelings on paper.
Please come home, Delilah. Sirius is a right mess. I'm sending this letter with his. Please take it into consideration, Dee. He loves you so much. I can see it in his eyes, and you know how I feel about cheaters at the moment. I love you, I miss you, and I hope you come home soon. I need you.
Love from your friend,
Lily
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Dear Lily,
You do know that if I was there, I would have kicked Loraina's ass for you, right? Cause you can't do it yourself right now, obviously. I cannot believe she would do that to you! I miss you, too, and I wish I could be there for you. And where was this letter that Sirius supposedly sent me? Cause it wasn't on this owl. Did he chicken out or something?
I've written to Loraina, to tell her what I think about her. I also wrote to James, and I don't think he'll ever be the same again. (Haha). I've been writing to Remus, telling him to hang in there. Have you spoken to him about everything yet? I think you two should. You'll be a good source of comfort for each other right now. In fact, if my calculations are right, he should be in the Wing with you right about now, after his transformation.
I love you, I miss you, and I need you, too. Don't worry about me coming home. I'll be there as soon as I can get the hell out of here. I love it here, but nowhere is more important to me then by your side, kicking backstabbing slut's asses.
Love,
Delilah
Loraina-
Wow. What can I say? I always thought you were better then this. How could you do this to Lily? Especially after everything she's been through. She needed you, and instead of being there for her, you snogged her boyfriend at her bedside while she was comatose. Wow. You really are a fucking whore, you know that? Good.
And what about Remus? Who's going to help him now? Who's gonna help him? You not only tore apart your relationship with Remus and you friendship with Lily, but you've ruined James and Remus's friendship. You won't be there to help him after and before transformations, and James won't be there during them. You think that Sirius can handle it on his own? He can't. And he shouldn't have to.
So, just so you know, I think you're disgusting, and I'm ashamed that I once called you my best friend.
-Delilah Monroe
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Loraina stepped into the Hospital Wing, keeping her footsteps as light as she could. It was three hours after her crying episode, which had only been increased when she received a letter from Delilah. She watched as Lily pretended to be asleep and sighed sadly.
"Hey Lily. I know you're sleeping, or pretending to at least, and I wanted to say I'm sorry anyway. What I did was wrong. I didn't mean it, and I felt nothing. It was a one time, moment of weakness. It's a sorry excuse, but I felt alone, and lost, and upset, and he was there. Even if you hate me now, I still love you, Lily. You're still like a sister to me, and if you ever need me, I'll be there. Years from now, even if we still haven't talked, I'll be there, because we said forever, Lils, and I meant forever. You're a great person, and you didn't deserve what I did to you. I just hope you can forgive James. He's a wreck. He misses you, and he loves you, and he's just one big disaster. I am, too, but he makes you so happy, and I would rather you be happy with him and hating me then hating him and happy with me, because part of you would always be missing. I'm sorry, Lily. I'm so, so sorry."
Loraina turned and walked out of the Wing, not noticing the single tear that rolled down Lily's cheek, as she finally stopped pretending.
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Sirius held the letter in his hands. He was so nervous. Butterflies were in his stomach, his palms were sweating; he was putting his entire heart on the line by sending this letter. He didn't know if he could do it. He bit his lip, chewing on it for a moment, before finally, tediously tying it to his owl's leg. He was really going to do it. He had spent hours and hours, days and days, writing that letter, writing that song, perfecting every last chord and lyric.
He watched the owl fly off with the thick envelope, and couldn't help but grin at himself for thinking the next, totally corny thought. It's like I just sent my heart away.