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Why Can't We All Be Friends?
Chapter 3:
Two days crawled past, and Sara seemed to be getting over the loss of her brother. She didn't cry as much, at least when I was around. I laid off about her and Sirius, mainly because of James. James and Sara were much closer than cousins; they seemed to be brother and sister. I'll admit it, sometimes I've been jealous of the two of them. Srill, they were my best friend and boy friend.
Anyway, it was now Saturday, and I was walking into the common room from a tutoring session with Professor McGonnagal. I had been having a rough time with the latest spell we were learning, and it was going to be on the NEWTS.
Well, I entered the common room, and James practically trampled me.
"What?" I asked.
"I was just coming to look for you," James said, trying to flatten his hair with was a lost cause. "We have a head people meeting today with Dumbledore."
I gave him a skeptical look. The last meeting we had with Dumbledore was in a closed off bathroom.
"I mean it!" James protested. "Ask Sirius! He was here when Dumbledore came up."
"When?" I asked.
"Five minutes," James said.
"All right," I said. "I'll be right back, I want to dump my Transfiguration stuff up in my room, okay? So, don't leave without me or anything like that."
I dashed up the spiral staircase to my shared bedroom withSara. I burst into the room and threw my things onto my bed, already covered with blothes and make up from that morning. The thought crossed my mind about how I was going to be able to get into bed that night, but I shrugged it off.
As I walked across the room and put my hand on the door knob, I noticed that Sara was watching me from on her bed. She had her notebook open and her quill poised to write.
"Oh, hey, Sara," I said, swiping a loose lock of my hair behind my ear. "I didn't see you there."
"Figures," I thought I heard her mumble.
"Well, I gotta go, okay?" I asked. "I have a Head Girl and Boy meeting with James."
"Wish I had a boy friend," sara siad, just loud enough for my to hear her.
"Well, later," I said, giving myself a mental note to talk to her later.
I went back down to the common room, pushing Sara out of my mind. I grabbed James and pulled him away from Sirius, they were having an animated talk about Quidditch. We quickly made our way through the portrait hole and ran to Dumbledore's office.
Because I don't want to bore you with all the stuff about Fogwarts we talked about in our little meeting, I'm going to tell you what happened in the common room, which is much more beneficial to the plot of the story. In fact, I'm going to swich to Sirius's point of view, because it will me much easier for me to write, heh heh...
(Sirius's POV)
I looked impatiently at the door to the girl's dormitory. I sighed. It had been a whole day since I had talked to Sara, and I really wanted to. Ever since her brother died, she had seemed pretty withdrawn from society. I really liked her, and I think she liked me, but I couldn't be sure. I had liked her since we were seven, when I had gone to James's house when her family had been there too. Well, at that time I wasn't really into girl's, they were just weird looking boys, you know? Throughout the past ten years, sure, I had had girl friends, but, unknown to James, they had asked me out, never vice versa.
I decided it was time to talk to her. I looked around the room, and, seeing that no one else was there, I swallowed my pride and cautiously entered the girl's dormitory.
As I climbed the stairs, I walked past a group of first year girls. When I walked past them, one of them whispered feverently to the otehrs and they all burst into a fit of giggles. I rolled my eyes, hoping desperately that my kids wouldn't grow up to be like them.
It suddenly occured to me that I had no idea where Sara's room was. I looked back at the girls and walked down to them.
I opened my mouth to ask them, but one girls asked, "You're Sirius Black, aren't you?"
"Uh, yeah," I said, "that's me."
"Oh, well, my sister has a huge crush on you," said the girl.
"Oh really," I asked, suddenly intrigued. "And this would be who?"
"Ella Smarsh," she said.
My jaw dropped. Ella Smarsh. The most revolting girl ever, no offense. She looked like a cross between Lily's sister and Micheal Jackson. She was extremely tall, even taller than me, and I was tall as most of us are. She had long stringy black hair that rivaled Snape's. She had almost yellow eyes and acne like heck. I looked down at the girl and saw that she was almost an exact opposite of her sister. She had short black hair full up poof, but it looked good and bright blue eyes.
"Really..." I choked out.
"Yeah," the girl said. "I pity you. By the way, my name's Jenna. And this is Mary, Eugene, and Carrie."
I smiled and said, "Hey. Could you guys tell me where Sara Potter's room is?"
"Is she your girlfriend?" Jenna asked.
"Have you kissed?" Mary piped up.
"Have you... you know?" Eugene said, turning a shade of magenta.
"Are you going to marry her?" Carrie asked, her voice filled with awe.
"Uh," I said, my eyes darting around. "No to all four... except I wouldn't mind them, heh."
"Oh," said Jenna. "Next right."
"Thank you," I said.
I quickly escaped the stares of the girls and knocked on the door. There was no responce. I knocked on it again. When no one answered from within, I pushed the door open because it was unlocked.
I slowly entered the room, looking arounf and noticed how much nicer it was than the room we had in the guy's dormitory.
"My God, Sirius, you're not supposed to be in here!" Sara's voice came from a corner.
I looked at her and saw that her cheeks were tear-streaked and her curly hair was up in a messy ponytail. She was sitting with her knees pulled up close to her body by a window. I could see huge dark bags under her eyes, hinting at lack of sleep. On the wondow-sill was a large glass of water. Next to her wasa bottle, that I couldn't make out the label.
"Sara, are you okay?" I asked, talking long, quick strides to where she was sitting.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Sara said, whiping her eyes with the sleeve of her robes.
I kneeled next to her and looked at the bottle. I picked it up before and read it before she could take it out of my hands. I saw that it was a prescription bottle. I looked at one side and saw that it was for "Evans, Lily M". I realized what the water was for.
"Oh no, Sara..." I said, popping the bottle open and pouring the contents into my hand. "Did you? How many? Why?"
Sara's eyes filled with tears. "Lily got them from a Muggle doctor for cramps or something. She let me take one once and they knock you out like that if you have a weak metabolism. I figured what could two or three more do?"
"Sara, why?" I asked her, crushing the tiny pills in my hand. "How many?" I repeated.
"I didn't have any," Sara said and I breathed a sigh of relief. "Why? Sirius, my life is a mess. I have no parents, my brother died, I have no family, my grades suck, Lily's getting fed up with me, I have no boy friend, and the guy I do like doesn't like me, at least, that what I think..."
"Oh, Sara," I sdaid, looking at her. "I'm sure he likes you, Lily loved you, James lovwed you more than he does Lily, more than a sister, at that, and you have your sisters."
"I just don't know," Sara said, setting her forehead on her knees. "But you could probably help me on one of those."
"And what would that be?" I asked her, mentally crossing my fingers.
"Sirius, who do you like?" she whispered to me.
"A girl named Sara Potter," I whispered back to her.
I looked at Sara and she smiled the first real smile I had seen her smile since she got the letter from her aunt.
"Well, I think you helped me a lot," Sara said.
"Really?" I asked. "And why would that be?"
"Come on now," Sara laughed, "you're not that stupid."
"That's true," I said, glad that I seemed to make her day be a whole lot brighter.
(Lily's POV)
"Ok, that was almost pointless," James said to me as we were walking abck up to the tower.
"Oh really," I said, not paying attention to what he was saying. I couldn't stop thinking about Sara.
"But, it doesn't have to be that pointless," he said, pushing me into a hallway and winking.
"James, I can't," I said. "I'm worried about Sara. She looked really down when I left for this. I'm supposed to be her best friend and I didn't even stay for her."
"Well, all right," James said, looking a bit put out.
"I'm sorry," I said, kissing him squarely on the lips. "Later though."
"That makes me feel better then," James said. "Come on."
We went up to the common room and stared at the nearest couch in awe. On it was Sara and Sirius, who were laughing and holding hands merrily.
"What are you two doing?" I shrieked.
"Uh, sitting," Sara said.
"But how?" I gasped. "Was this my doing?"
"Um, no," Sirius said, looking at Lily like she had gone nuts.
"But!" I said, throwing up my hands in confusion. "James, catch me!"
I fell backwards onto the floor. "Hey, you were supposed to catch me!"
"Oh, that's what you meant?" James asked.
"Duh," I said, standing up. "So, when did this happen?"
"When did what happen?" Sara said, tracing lines on the back of Sirius's hand.
"This!" I said, waving my hands around.
"The common room?" Sirius asked with a sly smile. "A couple thousand years ago, Miss Hogwarts: A History."
"Fine," I said shortly. "Don't answer me."
"All right," Sara said, rolling her eyes. "About a half an hour ago."
"Thank you," I said and plopped down in an arm chair next to them.
"Um, that was interesting," James said, rolling his eyes and starting to write a Potions report.
~*~*~*~
I woke with a start on Monday morning. I had my book on my lap and my head was rested against my head board of my bed. I streched and then looked at the clock on my stand and saw that it was 8:30 AM, far to early for me. I knew we had no school today, but just didn't care why. I put my glasses, that I hardly ever wear because of contacts, back on and put my book on my night stand. I decided that I wasn't going to be able to fall asleep again any time soon, so I went out to the common room. I knew that Sara would already be there, she was a big morning person. I walked fdown to the common room. I kicked the door open and rubbed my eyes and then ran into a wall.
"Ow..." I said and flopped down next to James. "Sniff, that hurt."
"Aw, poor baby," Sara said, interupting the moment.
"Shut up, no one asked you," I said.
Sara stuck her tongue out at me and then said, "Guess what today is."
"Monday," I said blandly.
"And..."
"Halloween?" I asked.
"Yup! And what do the seventh years get this year?" Sara asked brightly.
"Candy?" I asked, unenthused and wondering why the heck she was in such a good mood.
"A dance, you moron!" she said, smiling happily. "Man, you should go back to bed. You are such a grump."
"Thanks," I said and leaned my head onto James's shoulder. "I was up reading."
"Surprise there," Sirius said, and Sara playfully punched him.
"Dude, at least I do read," I said, batting my eyelashes.
"Hey, I read," Sirius said.
"Sure, like the pictures in 'Which Broomstick,'" James muttered under his breath.
"Hey, you're supposed to be my best friend and all that and stick up for me!" Sirius said.
"Well, that was wide open, you've got to admit it," James said, shrugging.
"True that," Sirius said.
"So, are we going tonight?" Sara asked, her eyes wide.
"Uh, duh," I said, rubbing my eyes again, glad I was sitting down this time.
"Good, because I would have gone anyway," Sara said, smiling.
"Oh, that would have been tragic," James said, then he ducked to avoid getting hit by a pillow.
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Disclaimer: If you recognize it, chances are it's not mine.
Why Can't We All Be Friends?
Chapter 3:
Two days crawled past, and Sara seemed to be getting over the loss of her brother. She didn't cry as much, at least when I was around. I laid off about her and Sirius, mainly because of James. James and Sara were much closer than cousins; they seemed to be brother and sister. I'll admit it, sometimes I've been jealous of the two of them. Srill, they were my best friend and boy friend.
Anyway, it was now Saturday, and I was walking into the common room from a tutoring session with Professor McGonnagal. I had been having a rough time with the latest spell we were learning, and it was going to be on the NEWTS.
Well, I entered the common room, and James practically trampled me.
"What?" I asked.
"I was just coming to look for you," James said, trying to flatten his hair with was a lost cause. "We have a head people meeting today with Dumbledore."
I gave him a skeptical look. The last meeting we had with Dumbledore was in a closed off bathroom.
"I mean it!" James protested. "Ask Sirius! He was here when Dumbledore came up."
"When?" I asked.
"Five minutes," James said.
"All right," I said. "I'll be right back, I want to dump my Transfiguration stuff up in my room, okay? So, don't leave without me or anything like that."
I dashed up the spiral staircase to my shared bedroom withSara. I burst into the room and threw my things onto my bed, already covered with blothes and make up from that morning. The thought crossed my mind about how I was going to be able to get into bed that night, but I shrugged it off.
As I walked across the room and put my hand on the door knob, I noticed that Sara was watching me from on her bed. She had her notebook open and her quill poised to write.
"Oh, hey, Sara," I said, swiping a loose lock of my hair behind my ear. "I didn't see you there."
"Figures," I thought I heard her mumble.
"Well, I gotta go, okay?" I asked. "I have a Head Girl and Boy meeting with James."
"Wish I had a boy friend," sara siad, just loud enough for my to hear her.
"Well, later," I said, giving myself a mental note to talk to her later.
I went back down to the common room, pushing Sara out of my mind. I grabbed James and pulled him away from Sirius, they were having an animated talk about Quidditch. We quickly made our way through the portrait hole and ran to Dumbledore's office.
Because I don't want to bore you with all the stuff about Fogwarts we talked about in our little meeting, I'm going to tell you what happened in the common room, which is much more beneficial to the plot of the story. In fact, I'm going to swich to Sirius's point of view, because it will me much easier for me to write, heh heh...
(Sirius's POV)
I looked impatiently at the door to the girl's dormitory. I sighed. It had been a whole day since I had talked to Sara, and I really wanted to. Ever since her brother died, she had seemed pretty withdrawn from society. I really liked her, and I think she liked me, but I couldn't be sure. I had liked her since we were seven, when I had gone to James's house when her family had been there too. Well, at that time I wasn't really into girl's, they were just weird looking boys, you know? Throughout the past ten years, sure, I had had girl friends, but, unknown to James, they had asked me out, never vice versa.
I decided it was time to talk to her. I looked around the room, and, seeing that no one else was there, I swallowed my pride and cautiously entered the girl's dormitory.
As I climbed the stairs, I walked past a group of first year girls. When I walked past them, one of them whispered feverently to the otehrs and they all burst into a fit of giggles. I rolled my eyes, hoping desperately that my kids wouldn't grow up to be like them.
It suddenly occured to me that I had no idea where Sara's room was. I looked back at the girls and walked down to them.
I opened my mouth to ask them, but one girls asked, "You're Sirius Black, aren't you?"
"Uh, yeah," I said, "that's me."
"Oh, well, my sister has a huge crush on you," said the girl.
"Oh really," I asked, suddenly intrigued. "And this would be who?"
"Ella Smarsh," she said.
My jaw dropped. Ella Smarsh. The most revolting girl ever, no offense. She looked like a cross between Lily's sister and Micheal Jackson. She was extremely tall, even taller than me, and I was tall as most of us are. She had long stringy black hair that rivaled Snape's. She had almost yellow eyes and acne like heck. I looked down at the girl and saw that she was almost an exact opposite of her sister. She had short black hair full up poof, but it looked good and bright blue eyes.
"Really..." I choked out.
"Yeah," the girl said. "I pity you. By the way, my name's Jenna. And this is Mary, Eugene, and Carrie."
I smiled and said, "Hey. Could you guys tell me where Sara Potter's room is?"
"Is she your girlfriend?" Jenna asked.
"Have you kissed?" Mary piped up.
"Have you... you know?" Eugene said, turning a shade of magenta.
"Are you going to marry her?" Carrie asked, her voice filled with awe.
"Uh," I said, my eyes darting around. "No to all four... except I wouldn't mind them, heh."
"Oh," said Jenna. "Next right."
"Thank you," I said.
I quickly escaped the stares of the girls and knocked on the door. There was no responce. I knocked on it again. When no one answered from within, I pushed the door open because it was unlocked.
I slowly entered the room, looking arounf and noticed how much nicer it was than the room we had in the guy's dormitory.
"My God, Sirius, you're not supposed to be in here!" Sara's voice came from a corner.
I looked at her and saw that her cheeks were tear-streaked and her curly hair was up in a messy ponytail. She was sitting with her knees pulled up close to her body by a window. I could see huge dark bags under her eyes, hinting at lack of sleep. On the wondow-sill was a large glass of water. Next to her wasa bottle, that I couldn't make out the label.
"Sara, are you okay?" I asked, talking long, quick strides to where she was sitting.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Sara said, whiping her eyes with the sleeve of her robes.
I kneeled next to her and looked at the bottle. I picked it up before and read it before she could take it out of my hands. I saw that it was a prescription bottle. I looked at one side and saw that it was for "Evans, Lily M". I realized what the water was for.
"Oh no, Sara..." I said, popping the bottle open and pouring the contents into my hand. "Did you? How many? Why?"
Sara's eyes filled with tears. "Lily got them from a Muggle doctor for cramps or something. She let me take one once and they knock you out like that if you have a weak metabolism. I figured what could two or three more do?"
"Sara, why?" I asked her, crushing the tiny pills in my hand. "How many?" I repeated.
"I didn't have any," Sara said and I breathed a sigh of relief. "Why? Sirius, my life is a mess. I have no parents, my brother died, I have no family, my grades suck, Lily's getting fed up with me, I have no boy friend, and the guy I do like doesn't like me, at least, that what I think..."
"Oh, Sara," I sdaid, looking at her. "I'm sure he likes you, Lily loved you, James lovwed you more than he does Lily, more than a sister, at that, and you have your sisters."
"I just don't know," Sara said, setting her forehead on her knees. "But you could probably help me on one of those."
"And what would that be?" I asked her, mentally crossing my fingers.
"Sirius, who do you like?" she whispered to me.
"A girl named Sara Potter," I whispered back to her.
I looked at Sara and she smiled the first real smile I had seen her smile since she got the letter from her aunt.
"Well, I think you helped me a lot," Sara said.
"Really?" I asked. "And why would that be?"
"Come on now," Sara laughed, "you're not that stupid."
"That's true," I said, glad that I seemed to make her day be a whole lot brighter.
(Lily's POV)
"Ok, that was almost pointless," James said to me as we were walking abck up to the tower.
"Oh really," I said, not paying attention to what he was saying. I couldn't stop thinking about Sara.
"But, it doesn't have to be that pointless," he said, pushing me into a hallway and winking.
"James, I can't," I said. "I'm worried about Sara. She looked really down when I left for this. I'm supposed to be her best friend and I didn't even stay for her."
"Well, all right," James said, looking a bit put out.
"I'm sorry," I said, kissing him squarely on the lips. "Later though."
"That makes me feel better then," James said. "Come on."
We went up to the common room and stared at the nearest couch in awe. On it was Sara and Sirius, who were laughing and holding hands merrily.
"What are you two doing?" I shrieked.
"Uh, sitting," Sara said.
"But how?" I gasped. "Was this my doing?"
"Um, no," Sirius said, looking at Lily like she had gone nuts.
"But!" I said, throwing up my hands in confusion. "James, catch me!"
I fell backwards onto the floor. "Hey, you were supposed to catch me!"
"Oh, that's what you meant?" James asked.
"Duh," I said, standing up. "So, when did this happen?"
"When did what happen?" Sara said, tracing lines on the back of Sirius's hand.
"This!" I said, waving my hands around.
"The common room?" Sirius asked with a sly smile. "A couple thousand years ago, Miss Hogwarts: A History."
"Fine," I said shortly. "Don't answer me."
"All right," Sara said, rolling her eyes. "About a half an hour ago."
"Thank you," I said and plopped down in an arm chair next to them.
"Um, that was interesting," James said, rolling his eyes and starting to write a Potions report.
~*~*~*~
I woke with a start on Monday morning. I had my book on my lap and my head was rested against my head board of my bed. I streched and then looked at the clock on my stand and saw that it was 8:30 AM, far to early for me. I knew we had no school today, but just didn't care why. I put my glasses, that I hardly ever wear because of contacts, back on and put my book on my night stand. I decided that I wasn't going to be able to fall asleep again any time soon, so I went out to the common room. I knew that Sara would already be there, she was a big morning person. I walked fdown to the common room. I kicked the door open and rubbed my eyes and then ran into a wall.
"Ow..." I said and flopped down next to James. "Sniff, that hurt."
"Aw, poor baby," Sara said, interupting the moment.
"Shut up, no one asked you," I said.
Sara stuck her tongue out at me and then said, "Guess what today is."
"Monday," I said blandly.
"And..."
"Halloween?" I asked.
"Yup! And what do the seventh years get this year?" Sara asked brightly.
"Candy?" I asked, unenthused and wondering why the heck she was in such a good mood.
"A dance, you moron!" she said, smiling happily. "Man, you should go back to bed. You are such a grump."
"Thanks," I said and leaned my head onto James's shoulder. "I was up reading."
"Surprise there," Sirius said, and Sara playfully punched him.
"Dude, at least I do read," I said, batting my eyelashes.
"Hey, I read," Sirius said.
"Sure, like the pictures in 'Which Broomstick,'" James muttered under his breath.
"Hey, you're supposed to be my best friend and all that and stick up for me!" Sirius said.
"Well, that was wide open, you've got to admit it," James said, shrugging.
"True that," Sirius said.
"So, are we going tonight?" Sara asked, her eyes wide.
"Uh, duh," I said, rubbing my eyes again, glad I was sitting down this time.
"Good, because I would have gone anyway," Sara said, smiling.
"Oh, that would have been tragic," James said, then he ducked to avoid getting hit by a pillow.
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