Hey everyone!! So.Harry's a little crazy right now.but don't worry, I'll
fix it...right? *laughs evilly* Ok I'm not that mean.Harry will come
around; he just needs to adjust.I hope! Besides Ron and Hermione can't help
the way they feel about each other.and Harry just has to learn to accept
that! Anyways enough of my blabbing.here's Chapter 8!!! **Please Review!!**
Love Pat
Chapter 8: Sirius Returns
Thunder roared once again and the lightning flickered. The children huddled closer to their mom, but they were still listening intently.
"Do you two like the story so far?" Hermione asked her two little angels.
"Yes we doos," Lily and Joey said together, bouncing around beneath Hermione's arms. She kissed them both gently and sweetly on the head and pressed on with the story.
As I lay in bed the following morning, I thought of what Harry had said to me the previous night about trying to understand the way he feels for me; his jealousy toward Ron and me. I had barely slept that night because what Harry had said to me had really struck me and left me in wonder. I had never known that Harry liked me; nonetheless, I had no idea that any boy had ever liked me before, but I was very glad, indeed, that Ron was fond of me. I still seemed to think of myself as having a hard-heart, but I knew that I shouldn't feel that way because not everyone you like will like you in return. I knew that for a fact.
I slowly crept out of bed, wondering what sort of day lay ahead of me. I was wondering whether Harry would talk to me or not. As I thought of this more intimately, I realized that it would be very childish of Harry if he didn't talk to me because he was jealous of Ron and me going out. I got dressed leisurely, and then went down to the common room to find that my man, Ron, was waiting for me.
He smiled as he saw me stroll down the stairs, and I beamed in return. He had his hands in his front pockets with the tips of his thumbs drooping out. One hand came out in order to greet me and help me down the steps.
"Good morning, lovely!" he said sweetly.
"Good morning, sunshine!" I said and gave him a kiss on the forehead and brushed away some of the bright red hair away from his face.
"Are you ready to go down to breakfast?" he asked me.
"Yeah.um.I'm ready, but there's something that I must discuss with you."
"What is it? Is it bad?" he inquired.
"It's about Harry. I kind of told him about us last night. He totally flipped out on me. He told me to try and understand how he felt about us going out. He told me that I couldn't understand him because he loved me and I didn't love him back. It was as if he thought that I had never loved anyone who didn't love me back! Outrageous! So, basically, the man is beyond jealousy. He's gone mad!" I responded.
"Wow!" Ron said in astonishment. "I can't believe he would stoop so low. Man, he's about as low as Malfoy on that one." he said, glancing at me.
"Ron, I agree, it is pretty odd of him, but I wouldn't go off saying stuff like that about him to everyone. That's pretty low of you to even say that! Besides, I don't want to make Harry anymore upset than what he already is. He just needs time to let everything sink in.he'll get over it." I said. "Yeah.ok.you're right. But, it's just that Harry's always acquired everything, and now, for once, when I have something that he doesn't.he flips!" Ron said. "I think that he should just take a chill pill and let me have something for once, instead of being so selfish. But, I do see where he would be jealous," he said, blushing madly in the face.
"Thanks Ron.shall we go down to breakfast?" I asked, feeling my tummy grumble.
"Yeah.I'm starved! Let's go, then," Ron insisted, and off we went strolling out of the common room and down the corridor, striding hand in hand; smiles both painted onto our faces unable to be erased.
When we strode into the Great Hall, I immediately saw Harry sitting with Dean, Seamus, and Neville; all of whom were friends of his. I took the next seat open, which was to Harry's left. Ron sat across from me. Harry made no comment as I took my seat beside him.
"G'morning, Harry," I said cheerfully. "Did you sleep well?" I asked.
"'Morning," he mumbled. "Slept fine." Ron gave me a reassuring look.
"Harry, c'mon buddy, spruce up a bit!" Ron said, looking at me for some assistance. "Things will be alrigh'!"
"Yeah! For you they'll be alright. You've got the most precious and awesome girl that loves you! How would things not be alright with you?!" Harry bellowed. "You have no idea, Ron! You don't know what it's like to love someone who doesn't love you back!" Harry said in an almost disgusted sort-of tone.
"Oh, really?" Ron asked. "You know that for a fact, Harry? Do you know so much about me that you knew how I felt about Hermione and you since we first met?!" Harry remained silent. "Well, Harry, for your information, I have always thought that you and Hermione would be together and live happily ever after. I've always looked at it as Hermione loving you and you, of course, loving her in return. Not once in my entire life, Harry, have I even thought of being with Hermione. Not once! I've always told myself that I wasn't good enough for her like you were, I wasn't as smart or as handsome as you, and I wasn't as popular as you!" Harry was shocked, but Ron pressed on. "You may have a very difficult life, but have you ever looked at the best gifts in your life? Harry, think about this.who was your very first friend? Who helped you solve mysteries? Who helped you when you were sick and in trouble? Who stood up for you in rough times? And for Christ's sake, who's snuck you back candy from Honeydukes on Hogsmeade trips when you were stuck here all alone? Huh, Harry? Who was that?!" Ron was on his feet by now.Harry was blushing like crazy, and I just decided to let the boys figure out this conflict on their own.
Ron pointed to himself. "It was me, Harry! I was your first friend, I stood up for you, and I brought you back candy from Honeydukes! Isn't that enough? Haven't I done everything I could for you? How much more do you want from me? Do you think that I haven't done enough for you, that you think you need to take my girl?!" Ron said, turning red with fury. "Not to mention Hermione! Holy shit, Harry, Hermione has done so much for you and for me! She's done probably more than she should have for you.but she did it anyway because she's very kind and generous.and just the best friend anyone could ever have!"
Harry, I could see, had tears in his eyes, but was trying hard to fight them back. He once again remained as silent as death.
"I don't know what else to do with you, Harry," Ron said, shaking his head. "You're just going to have to get over the fact that Hermione and I love each other. You can't change the way we feel for each other. And, if you want to be pissed at us for going out, just because you don't want us to, then that's your problem. I'm just letting you know that Hermione and I are going to be happy together, despite the fact that you aren't pleased with us going out," Ron concluded. "Is there anything you wish to say?" he asked.
Harry, again, did nothing but sit there. He had been more silence in the past few minutes than I had ever seen him. You could tell, however, that he was fighting back the tears of guilt that lie right inside his eyelids. He pushed away his breakfast, picked up his books, and left silently. Ron sat down and began to eat. "That was an intelligent speech, Ron," I said beaming at him.
"Thanks," he said, "I thought so, too!" Ron said, laughing lightly. "It'll give him something to think about!"
After breakfast, Ron and I headed off toward our Defense Against the Dark Arts class. As we approached the room, to our surprise, the classroom was deserted.
"Looking for the class?" asked a friendly, but unexpected voice. Ron and I spun around to see none other than Sirius Black, himself.
Ok ok, before you jump all over me.I know that after Order of the Phoenix, this part really doesn't make sense.it wouldn't and it can't happen.but since I wrote this long before the book came out, I'm going to go with it!! Besides I think we all need a little bit of hope. *Remember to review!!** Love Pat
Love Pat
Chapter 8: Sirius Returns
Thunder roared once again and the lightning flickered. The children huddled closer to their mom, but they were still listening intently.
"Do you two like the story so far?" Hermione asked her two little angels.
"Yes we doos," Lily and Joey said together, bouncing around beneath Hermione's arms. She kissed them both gently and sweetly on the head and pressed on with the story.
As I lay in bed the following morning, I thought of what Harry had said to me the previous night about trying to understand the way he feels for me; his jealousy toward Ron and me. I had barely slept that night because what Harry had said to me had really struck me and left me in wonder. I had never known that Harry liked me; nonetheless, I had no idea that any boy had ever liked me before, but I was very glad, indeed, that Ron was fond of me. I still seemed to think of myself as having a hard-heart, but I knew that I shouldn't feel that way because not everyone you like will like you in return. I knew that for a fact.
I slowly crept out of bed, wondering what sort of day lay ahead of me. I was wondering whether Harry would talk to me or not. As I thought of this more intimately, I realized that it would be very childish of Harry if he didn't talk to me because he was jealous of Ron and me going out. I got dressed leisurely, and then went down to the common room to find that my man, Ron, was waiting for me.
He smiled as he saw me stroll down the stairs, and I beamed in return. He had his hands in his front pockets with the tips of his thumbs drooping out. One hand came out in order to greet me and help me down the steps.
"Good morning, lovely!" he said sweetly.
"Good morning, sunshine!" I said and gave him a kiss on the forehead and brushed away some of the bright red hair away from his face.
"Are you ready to go down to breakfast?" he asked me.
"Yeah.um.I'm ready, but there's something that I must discuss with you."
"What is it? Is it bad?" he inquired.
"It's about Harry. I kind of told him about us last night. He totally flipped out on me. He told me to try and understand how he felt about us going out. He told me that I couldn't understand him because he loved me and I didn't love him back. It was as if he thought that I had never loved anyone who didn't love me back! Outrageous! So, basically, the man is beyond jealousy. He's gone mad!" I responded.
"Wow!" Ron said in astonishment. "I can't believe he would stoop so low. Man, he's about as low as Malfoy on that one." he said, glancing at me.
"Ron, I agree, it is pretty odd of him, but I wouldn't go off saying stuff like that about him to everyone. That's pretty low of you to even say that! Besides, I don't want to make Harry anymore upset than what he already is. He just needs time to let everything sink in.he'll get over it." I said. "Yeah.ok.you're right. But, it's just that Harry's always acquired everything, and now, for once, when I have something that he doesn't.he flips!" Ron said. "I think that he should just take a chill pill and let me have something for once, instead of being so selfish. But, I do see where he would be jealous," he said, blushing madly in the face.
"Thanks Ron.shall we go down to breakfast?" I asked, feeling my tummy grumble.
"Yeah.I'm starved! Let's go, then," Ron insisted, and off we went strolling out of the common room and down the corridor, striding hand in hand; smiles both painted onto our faces unable to be erased.
When we strode into the Great Hall, I immediately saw Harry sitting with Dean, Seamus, and Neville; all of whom were friends of his. I took the next seat open, which was to Harry's left. Ron sat across from me. Harry made no comment as I took my seat beside him.
"G'morning, Harry," I said cheerfully. "Did you sleep well?" I asked.
"'Morning," he mumbled. "Slept fine." Ron gave me a reassuring look.
"Harry, c'mon buddy, spruce up a bit!" Ron said, looking at me for some assistance. "Things will be alrigh'!"
"Yeah! For you they'll be alright. You've got the most precious and awesome girl that loves you! How would things not be alright with you?!" Harry bellowed. "You have no idea, Ron! You don't know what it's like to love someone who doesn't love you back!" Harry said in an almost disgusted sort-of tone.
"Oh, really?" Ron asked. "You know that for a fact, Harry? Do you know so much about me that you knew how I felt about Hermione and you since we first met?!" Harry remained silent. "Well, Harry, for your information, I have always thought that you and Hermione would be together and live happily ever after. I've always looked at it as Hermione loving you and you, of course, loving her in return. Not once in my entire life, Harry, have I even thought of being with Hermione. Not once! I've always told myself that I wasn't good enough for her like you were, I wasn't as smart or as handsome as you, and I wasn't as popular as you!" Harry was shocked, but Ron pressed on. "You may have a very difficult life, but have you ever looked at the best gifts in your life? Harry, think about this.who was your very first friend? Who helped you solve mysteries? Who helped you when you were sick and in trouble? Who stood up for you in rough times? And for Christ's sake, who's snuck you back candy from Honeydukes on Hogsmeade trips when you were stuck here all alone? Huh, Harry? Who was that?!" Ron was on his feet by now.Harry was blushing like crazy, and I just decided to let the boys figure out this conflict on their own.
Ron pointed to himself. "It was me, Harry! I was your first friend, I stood up for you, and I brought you back candy from Honeydukes! Isn't that enough? Haven't I done everything I could for you? How much more do you want from me? Do you think that I haven't done enough for you, that you think you need to take my girl?!" Ron said, turning red with fury. "Not to mention Hermione! Holy shit, Harry, Hermione has done so much for you and for me! She's done probably more than she should have for you.but she did it anyway because she's very kind and generous.and just the best friend anyone could ever have!"
Harry, I could see, had tears in his eyes, but was trying hard to fight them back. He once again remained as silent as death.
"I don't know what else to do with you, Harry," Ron said, shaking his head. "You're just going to have to get over the fact that Hermione and I love each other. You can't change the way we feel for each other. And, if you want to be pissed at us for going out, just because you don't want us to, then that's your problem. I'm just letting you know that Hermione and I are going to be happy together, despite the fact that you aren't pleased with us going out," Ron concluded. "Is there anything you wish to say?" he asked.
Harry, again, did nothing but sit there. He had been more silence in the past few minutes than I had ever seen him. You could tell, however, that he was fighting back the tears of guilt that lie right inside his eyelids. He pushed away his breakfast, picked up his books, and left silently. Ron sat down and began to eat. "That was an intelligent speech, Ron," I said beaming at him.
"Thanks," he said, "I thought so, too!" Ron said, laughing lightly. "It'll give him something to think about!"
After breakfast, Ron and I headed off toward our Defense Against the Dark Arts class. As we approached the room, to our surprise, the classroom was deserted.
"Looking for the class?" asked a friendly, but unexpected voice. Ron and I spun around to see none other than Sirius Black, himself.
Ok ok, before you jump all over me.I know that after Order of the Phoenix, this part really doesn't make sense.it wouldn't and it can't happen.but since I wrote this long before the book came out, I'm going to go with it!! Besides I think we all need a little bit of hope. *Remember to review!!** Love Pat