CHAP 5
I sat near the same window where I first began my story contemplating life,
death and all meaningless actions between. I had been doing that a lot
lately. For one thing I was still with Daniel even though the full moon had
come and gone though we had done little more than kiss on the cheek-how
disgustingly tame; after the initial kiss that began this maddening mayhem.
Although I must admit to my virginity I have done worse, or more depending
on how the mind perceives it. But once again my simple mind has wandered
off the main trail of thought to explore the many precipices of the soul.
As I was saying, I sat near the same window that looked out over the terrain of Hogwarts regarding the near-barren trees with mock-interest as Daniel opened the door cautiously. He was a year beneath me and my companions-the Marauders; it wasn't difficult to notice his inexperience.
"Sirius?" his lithe fingers began at the knots that found their way into the muscles of my back daily, winding tighter and tighter until my spine was a knife cutting a slab of stone in two.
I looked up at his innocent eyes. So much like and unlike Remus's at the same time. While they were the same colour this lad's eyes betrayed none of the wisdom, pain or patience that Moony's held even at the most relaxed of times. This could not stay, I did not love Daniel and was only leading him into a childish belief of caring.
Standing up, I took his wrists in my hands. The human palm is a thing of great mystery, so much can be read in the simple lines and colouring of it without revealing anything at all. It is for that reason alone that I rarely cover the palms of someone else's with mine.
"Daniel.I can't see you anymore. Please understand, but you need to find yourself a nice lad who will actually give a damn to your feelings and potential," I could feel the tear in the child's heart growing and ripping. When I released him though, his mind was not working for he did not turn yet I was under the impression that he comprehended in the furthest reaches of his body.
"I-I knew this would happen. But, before I leave-please. One last kiss?" the phrase was broken and confused.
How could I refuse the dying hope one last deed? Would an enamoured knight, still fresh with the blood of those who lay dead at his sword refuse his dying dame a last kiss even if it resided on war deadened lips?
I bent my darkened head not only in the physical sense but also that from where midnight comes and demons dance in the twilight of a full moon. Our lips touching, mine filled with unheeded mercy and longing for the object I cannot possess. That was when Fate twisted its cruel hand once again, playing us as its many pawns on a chessboard representing life and death.
The door opened, the brass crying out for piety but being refused all the same. A lone shadow stood there as if from the world between consciousness and sleep. But this was a figure very much from our world, how many times had the scent of moonlit nights and bloody pain assaulted me? It was Remus.
"Sirius, can I borrow your." his melodic voice trailed off into unknown lands.
I looked up, breaking an intense moment abruptly. The betrayal and hurt in my friend's eyes was enough to make me wish I hadn't. Make me wish I had ignored him, as I never could before.
I reached out my pallid hand to him but it was too late. The metallic mane vanished, out the door along with the grey, tattered robe that bore the Ravenclaw crest.
"Remus! Wait!" it came in two desperate breaths.
Instead of pursuing my vanishing hope I turned on the boy who's lips had been the cause. Daniel sat there calmly-wait, what was going on?
"Now that that is taken care of."
"What do you mean by that?" I snarled, resembling very much the dog of my animagus form.
The shorter teenager crossed the room to stare out at the skeleton tree. His hands were held behind his back giving him the image of the midget Napoleon as he planned the strategics of battle.
"Well you're obviously attracted to Remus are you not? I couldn't let him get in the way of our relationship. Naturally now that you're taken there is no chance nor is there a need for us to break apart," at this point he crossed the chamber once more and pressed himself into my chest, "Now we can stay together. Remus likes girls you know, I saw him with Paschal Talon the other day."
"Get off of me!" I was clearly disgusted as I flung him across the room.
"But you'll never get what it is that you most desire!" Daniel's voice took on a desperate note.
My figure must have looked like that of a Siege Tower as I loomed over the sunken boy.
"I don't care. I would rather spend my life in solitary confinement, never seeing another person than with scum like you," with that bit of information I turned and strode towards the door.
"He won't like you-ever!" my former partner's call floated away on a ghostly wind. Only its dejected remains reaching my ears.
As I was saying, I sat near the same window that looked out over the terrain of Hogwarts regarding the near-barren trees with mock-interest as Daniel opened the door cautiously. He was a year beneath me and my companions-the Marauders; it wasn't difficult to notice his inexperience.
"Sirius?" his lithe fingers began at the knots that found their way into the muscles of my back daily, winding tighter and tighter until my spine was a knife cutting a slab of stone in two.
I looked up at his innocent eyes. So much like and unlike Remus's at the same time. While they were the same colour this lad's eyes betrayed none of the wisdom, pain or patience that Moony's held even at the most relaxed of times. This could not stay, I did not love Daniel and was only leading him into a childish belief of caring.
Standing up, I took his wrists in my hands. The human palm is a thing of great mystery, so much can be read in the simple lines and colouring of it without revealing anything at all. It is for that reason alone that I rarely cover the palms of someone else's with mine.
"Daniel.I can't see you anymore. Please understand, but you need to find yourself a nice lad who will actually give a damn to your feelings and potential," I could feel the tear in the child's heart growing and ripping. When I released him though, his mind was not working for he did not turn yet I was under the impression that he comprehended in the furthest reaches of his body.
"I-I knew this would happen. But, before I leave-please. One last kiss?" the phrase was broken and confused.
How could I refuse the dying hope one last deed? Would an enamoured knight, still fresh with the blood of those who lay dead at his sword refuse his dying dame a last kiss even if it resided on war deadened lips?
I bent my darkened head not only in the physical sense but also that from where midnight comes and demons dance in the twilight of a full moon. Our lips touching, mine filled with unheeded mercy and longing for the object I cannot possess. That was when Fate twisted its cruel hand once again, playing us as its many pawns on a chessboard representing life and death.
The door opened, the brass crying out for piety but being refused all the same. A lone shadow stood there as if from the world between consciousness and sleep. But this was a figure very much from our world, how many times had the scent of moonlit nights and bloody pain assaulted me? It was Remus.
"Sirius, can I borrow your." his melodic voice trailed off into unknown lands.
I looked up, breaking an intense moment abruptly. The betrayal and hurt in my friend's eyes was enough to make me wish I hadn't. Make me wish I had ignored him, as I never could before.
I reached out my pallid hand to him but it was too late. The metallic mane vanished, out the door along with the grey, tattered robe that bore the Ravenclaw crest.
"Remus! Wait!" it came in two desperate breaths.
Instead of pursuing my vanishing hope I turned on the boy who's lips had been the cause. Daniel sat there calmly-wait, what was going on?
"Now that that is taken care of."
"What do you mean by that?" I snarled, resembling very much the dog of my animagus form.
The shorter teenager crossed the room to stare out at the skeleton tree. His hands were held behind his back giving him the image of the midget Napoleon as he planned the strategics of battle.
"Well you're obviously attracted to Remus are you not? I couldn't let him get in the way of our relationship. Naturally now that you're taken there is no chance nor is there a need for us to break apart," at this point he crossed the chamber once more and pressed himself into my chest, "Now we can stay together. Remus likes girls you know, I saw him with Paschal Talon the other day."
"Get off of me!" I was clearly disgusted as I flung him across the room.
"But you'll never get what it is that you most desire!" Daniel's voice took on a desperate note.
My figure must have looked like that of a Siege Tower as I loomed over the sunken boy.
"I don't care. I would rather spend my life in solitary confinement, never seeing another person than with scum like you," with that bit of information I turned and strode towards the door.
"He won't like you-ever!" my former partner's call floated away on a ghostly wind. Only its dejected remains reaching my ears.