Part Seven:
Courtney and I went out for the rest of the year. I was sure that I was in love with her by Easter. We had a lot of fun together: she was good at kissing, and loved to take risks, like making out in the library, or sneaking quick kisses in the corridors. We never had oral sex, but I didn't feel like we needed it.
On the train, she was upset about something. She was sittin in the compartment with me and my friends. While we all played a Wizards chess match, she was staring out the window and sighing.
James could see that she was upset. "Hey, Sirius," he said to me quietly, "I can get the rest of the guys out of here for a minute. I think you need to talk to her."
"Thanks, Prongs." We all had our nicknames now that we knew what our Animagus would be.
James led the others out of the room, to go both Severus Snape or something, leaving me alone with my girlfriend. I went and sat next to her, taking her hand. She looked at me, startled, like she hadn't noticed that the others had gone. "Hi," she said in a breathy voice.
"What's the matter?" I asked. I couldn't help noticing the look of sadness in her pretty blue eyes. Oh, her eyes. I'd never forget those eyes.
"Nothing," she lied, giving me the same sad smile as she'd given me the night of the Yule Ball.
"You liar," I accused gently. "Come on, Court. You can tell me."
Tears filled those eyes of hers. "I'm gonna miss you so bad, Sirius. The thought of leaving you..."
"It's just for the summer."
"I don't know what I'm going to do," she said, a tear running down her face. I brushed it away gently.
"It'll be okay," I said softly. "It's just a couple of months. We'll be together again soon." I fought the tears fighting at my eyes now.
She gave me another weak smile. "Sirius," she whispered, "I have to tell you something."
"What?"
"I...I've known this for awhile now, but I wasn't sure if it was true. But...you make me so happy. And...I love you."
I blinked. Had she just said...? I didn't say anything, and her smile faded. "Sirius...?"
"I-I love you, too!" I blurted, happily. "I can't believe you..."
"You do?"
"Yeah!"
"How long have you known?"
"I think since that first night, on Christmas," I whispered. She put her head on my shoulder. I lifted her face to mine and we kissed tenderly.
Leaving her on the platform was horrible. She was sobbing, and I fought back tears as I comforted her. "It's okay, Court. I'll write you everyday, I promise. I'll see you soon."
That summer was the worst ever. Even though I got an owl from her everyday, and kept my promise to write, it just wasn't the same. Her eyes haunted me, I would see them everytime I closed my own, everytime I went to sleep...
September first didn't come soon enough. I met her on the platform, and she leapt into my arms, glowing. "Oh, Sirius!"
Regulus looked like he was going to laugh. He was going to Hogwarts that year, but I didn't care. I sat in a compartment with my friends and Courtney, and he sat with some pureblood anti-Muggle losers.
At school, I was humilated when "Black, Regulus" was put into "Slytherin". I knew Mum would be pleased: that had been her house. But at least he wasn't in the same house as me.
Courtney and I were more in love then ever. I walked her to all her classes. It was the kind of treatment that Isabella would've wanted, the kind that I wasn't ready to give her. But for Courtney, I would've done anything...
I didn't tell her all my secrets, like that I was an Animagus and that my friends and I would go around with a werewolf every month. But there were just some things that she didn't need to know. I spent the time that I didn't spend on homework (none, actually), and Quidditch with her.
We went to Hogmeade on a date around Halloween, and had great times at school. We had a little oral sex, too, but we never went all the way. I was hoping that maybe that would be my Christmas present...
But a week before the holidays, she looked very upset. "My parents are making me come home for Christmas. My grandmother, my Muggle one, she's sick and..." She looked at me. "I know that you wanted me to stay here with you, but I need to see her. She could die soon."
"I understand," I said, only feeling bad that I wouldn't see her for a couple of weeks. "Don't feel bad. I'm probably going to spend the holiday at the Potters." She smiled, and hugged me, glad that I understood.
I went down to the train platform with her the day the Hogwarts Express left for London, hugging her and looking into those blue eyes. "See you next year," I said, kissing her.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you, too." I watched, sadly, as her brown head headed away from me, for the train. When she climbed aboard, she turned around and waved. I waved back, and she disapeared.
I never saw her again.
When the train came back to school after holidays, Courtney wasn't on it. I wondered if her grandmother had died, and she had to stay away longer.
But that night, at dinner, Dumbledore stood before us before the food appeared. "Welcome back, I hope you had a wonderful holiday," he said. Everyone could tell that something was wrong: Dumbledore looked grave.
"It makes me very sad to announce that, over the holidays, one of our students was killed. Courtney Lewis was riding in a Muggle car with her parents, when it slid off the road, killing them all. Let's have a moment of silence to remember Miss Lewis." Silence filled the hall, and I looked around. Everyone at the Gryffidor table to staring at me.
Courtney? Courtney was dead?
I got up after the food appeared, running all the way to the common room, up the stairs to our dormitory. I fell onto my bed, sobbing. It was unfair! I was in love with her. We loved each other, and now she was taken away from me.
"Sirius?"
I wiped my tears away as James came in. He didn't pull the curtains away, but he stood outside them. "Are you okay?"
"What? Oh..."
"I'm sorry...about Courtney," he said. I pulled the curtains away, and he sat down next to me. "I have to admit, I was always jealous of you. You always got the girl you wanted-"
I snorted.
"-and I didn't get the one girl I wanted. But now...you were in love with her, and she's...gone."
"Thanks for the recap," I said sarcastically.
"The point is," James pressed on, ignoring my remark, "That I used to want to be you. But now..."
"Yeah." I thought that was funny: the guy that every guy wanted to be was James. He was the one with the talent and brains. Me? I was smart, okay, but was I really more then a pretty boy? And yet, he wanted to be me.
"I'm sorry for...you know, being jealous and stuff."
"I guess I can forgive you for being human," I joked. He smiled, and hugged me like a brother (not that I would ever let Regulus hug me).
Thank God I had my friends. I don't know if I would've been able to get through the rest of the year without them. I became moody, which actually attracted more girls (why? I don't get it), but my time with my friends helped me a lot. But I was sure that I'd never find a girl to replace Courtney, and those blue eyes that still haunted me.
I was wrong.
Courtney and I went out for the rest of the year. I was sure that I was in love with her by Easter. We had a lot of fun together: she was good at kissing, and loved to take risks, like making out in the library, or sneaking quick kisses in the corridors. We never had oral sex, but I didn't feel like we needed it.
On the train, she was upset about something. She was sittin in the compartment with me and my friends. While we all played a Wizards chess match, she was staring out the window and sighing.
James could see that she was upset. "Hey, Sirius," he said to me quietly, "I can get the rest of the guys out of here for a minute. I think you need to talk to her."
"Thanks, Prongs." We all had our nicknames now that we knew what our Animagus would be.
James led the others out of the room, to go both Severus Snape or something, leaving me alone with my girlfriend. I went and sat next to her, taking her hand. She looked at me, startled, like she hadn't noticed that the others had gone. "Hi," she said in a breathy voice.
"What's the matter?" I asked. I couldn't help noticing the look of sadness in her pretty blue eyes. Oh, her eyes. I'd never forget those eyes.
"Nothing," she lied, giving me the same sad smile as she'd given me the night of the Yule Ball.
"You liar," I accused gently. "Come on, Court. You can tell me."
Tears filled those eyes of hers. "I'm gonna miss you so bad, Sirius. The thought of leaving you..."
"It's just for the summer."
"I don't know what I'm going to do," she said, a tear running down her face. I brushed it away gently.
"It'll be okay," I said softly. "It's just a couple of months. We'll be together again soon." I fought the tears fighting at my eyes now.
She gave me another weak smile. "Sirius," she whispered, "I have to tell you something."
"What?"
"I...I've known this for awhile now, but I wasn't sure if it was true. But...you make me so happy. And...I love you."
I blinked. Had she just said...? I didn't say anything, and her smile faded. "Sirius...?"
"I-I love you, too!" I blurted, happily. "I can't believe you..."
"You do?"
"Yeah!"
"How long have you known?"
"I think since that first night, on Christmas," I whispered. She put her head on my shoulder. I lifted her face to mine and we kissed tenderly.
Leaving her on the platform was horrible. She was sobbing, and I fought back tears as I comforted her. "It's okay, Court. I'll write you everyday, I promise. I'll see you soon."
That summer was the worst ever. Even though I got an owl from her everyday, and kept my promise to write, it just wasn't the same. Her eyes haunted me, I would see them everytime I closed my own, everytime I went to sleep...
September first didn't come soon enough. I met her on the platform, and she leapt into my arms, glowing. "Oh, Sirius!"
Regulus looked like he was going to laugh. He was going to Hogwarts that year, but I didn't care. I sat in a compartment with my friends and Courtney, and he sat with some pureblood anti-Muggle losers.
At school, I was humilated when "Black, Regulus" was put into "Slytherin". I knew Mum would be pleased: that had been her house. But at least he wasn't in the same house as me.
Courtney and I were more in love then ever. I walked her to all her classes. It was the kind of treatment that Isabella would've wanted, the kind that I wasn't ready to give her. But for Courtney, I would've done anything...
I didn't tell her all my secrets, like that I was an Animagus and that my friends and I would go around with a werewolf every month. But there were just some things that she didn't need to know. I spent the time that I didn't spend on homework (none, actually), and Quidditch with her.
We went to Hogmeade on a date around Halloween, and had great times at school. We had a little oral sex, too, but we never went all the way. I was hoping that maybe that would be my Christmas present...
But a week before the holidays, she looked very upset. "My parents are making me come home for Christmas. My grandmother, my Muggle one, she's sick and..." She looked at me. "I know that you wanted me to stay here with you, but I need to see her. She could die soon."
"I understand," I said, only feeling bad that I wouldn't see her for a couple of weeks. "Don't feel bad. I'm probably going to spend the holiday at the Potters." She smiled, and hugged me, glad that I understood.
I went down to the train platform with her the day the Hogwarts Express left for London, hugging her and looking into those blue eyes. "See you next year," I said, kissing her.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you, too." I watched, sadly, as her brown head headed away from me, for the train. When she climbed aboard, she turned around and waved. I waved back, and she disapeared.
I never saw her again.
When the train came back to school after holidays, Courtney wasn't on it. I wondered if her grandmother had died, and she had to stay away longer.
But that night, at dinner, Dumbledore stood before us before the food appeared. "Welcome back, I hope you had a wonderful holiday," he said. Everyone could tell that something was wrong: Dumbledore looked grave.
"It makes me very sad to announce that, over the holidays, one of our students was killed. Courtney Lewis was riding in a Muggle car with her parents, when it slid off the road, killing them all. Let's have a moment of silence to remember Miss Lewis." Silence filled the hall, and I looked around. Everyone at the Gryffidor table to staring at me.
Courtney? Courtney was dead?
I got up after the food appeared, running all the way to the common room, up the stairs to our dormitory. I fell onto my bed, sobbing. It was unfair! I was in love with her. We loved each other, and now she was taken away from me.
"Sirius?"
I wiped my tears away as James came in. He didn't pull the curtains away, but he stood outside them. "Are you okay?"
"What? Oh..."
"I'm sorry...about Courtney," he said. I pulled the curtains away, and he sat down next to me. "I have to admit, I was always jealous of you. You always got the girl you wanted-"
I snorted.
"-and I didn't get the one girl I wanted. But now...you were in love with her, and she's...gone."
"Thanks for the recap," I said sarcastically.
"The point is," James pressed on, ignoring my remark, "That I used to want to be you. But now..."
"Yeah." I thought that was funny: the guy that every guy wanted to be was James. He was the one with the talent and brains. Me? I was smart, okay, but was I really more then a pretty boy? And yet, he wanted to be me.
"I'm sorry for...you know, being jealous and stuff."
"I guess I can forgive you for being human," I joked. He smiled, and hugged me like a brother (not that I would ever let Regulus hug me).
Thank God I had my friends. I don't know if I would've been able to get through the rest of the year without them. I became moody, which actually attracted more girls (why? I don't get it), but my time with my friends helped me a lot. But I was sure that I'd never find a girl to replace Courtney, and those blue eyes that still haunted me.
I was wrong.
