Chapter 17
The next few days passed in a rush for Kayla. Ever since she got back to school, she had been spending as much time as she could with Sirius. She had missed him so much during the summer. And now, she had her man back. She didn't want to miss a single moment with him.
But, currently, she was sitting in the Ravenclaw common room, reading her history book to see if there was any thing else in the book that she could add to her essay that was assigned by Professor Binns on the Goblin Revolt of 1864. "How many freaking revolts did these stupid things have!" Kayla demanded as she threw the heavy brown book towards the fire. She had just finished half of her report, only to find out that it was the wrong revolt! She did a paper on the revolt of 1846 instead of 1864.
"Over seventy-five of them, why?" a seventh year Ravenclaw guy by the name of Christian Pumbly answered from across the room.
Kayla sighed and looked towards the window that Christian was sitting at. He was rather cute, if you were into that good boy look, with his blonde hair, not a single strand out of place, his aristocrat face, with its sharp lines, and his quick, and rather brilliant green eyes, that held some kind of mystery under the surface. "Because it's gotten to where I can't even remember which one I'm supposed to be writing about," she complained with a moan as she erased the whole of her paper with a whispered word and a flick of her wand.
"Is it really that hard for you?" he asked, shock flashing across his face briefly.
Kayla nodded her head, and closed her eyes as she let her head fall over the side of the couch. "Yes."
"Do you want me to help you?" Christian asked as he stood up from his chair, towering over all of the other Ravenclaw students with his 6'4 height.
Kayla thought about it for a second, then cracked open an eye slowly, almost as if the process hurt to do. "Would'ya?" she asked hopefully.
Christian laughed and sat next to Kayla on the couch after making a detour to pick up the thrown book. "Sure," he smiled at her. One thing that Kayla never realized was that Christian had a secret crush on her. She was something that he always wanted to be. A free spirit. She managed to be funny, demanding, and her own person, without giving her intelligence up. And on top of that, she was downright gorgeous with her curling black hair and misty gray eyes. Her skin looked as if it was made out of the finest and most expensive silk, and she just had this natural grace around her that seemed to draw Christian deeper and deeper into her web. And he wanted to be caught in that web too. He wanted to be able to kiss those full, pink lips as he saw Sirius Black doing a few times. He'd like to hold her slim feminine body in his arms, feel her close to his own body. And this just might be his first actual chance to do so too. He was sure as hell going to take it!
Kayla squealed happily when he agreed, and hugged him quickly before pulling back and smiling into his eyes. "You're a lifesaver!" she laughed as she drew her legs up from the ground to sit 'Indian style'.
Christian fought down a blush and smiled. "Okay," he started. "The first thing you have to remember is . . ."
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Sirius hummed to himself as he walked through the statue that let him into the Ravenclaw common room. He was going to do it right now. He had everything set up, and all he needed was his fiancé to be, hence why he entered the Ravenclaw common room.
Sirius opened his mouth to call out for her when he saw her sitting on the couch, her legs crossed, and a guy sitting as close as possible next to her, with his arm slung over the back of the couch, and his fingers were playing with the tips of the black hair that Sirius loved to smell. He watched silently, anger building, as this guy – Christian, turned his head slightly, and inhaled the spellbinding scent of her perfume, lavender and jasmine. The perfume that she had been using since Sirius had gotten it for her two years ago. Now, that was the only scent that she would wear. And, Sirius never told her this, but the flowers fitted her perfectly. Beautiful and feminine, and mysterious and alluring. And now, some other guy was putting the scent to his memory. And Sirius knew that for a fact, because this would be the last time that Christian would ever be this close to Kayla ever again.
"What the hell is going on here?" Sirius demanded and glared at Christian.
Kayla gasped and turned her head to see what Sirius was so mad about when it happened. Her mouth brushed Christians, making her eyes go wide. That was not supposed to happen. She was not going to kiss him. And Sirius was going to be furious! 'Oh, God,' she thought as she jumped off the couch, her black track pants flowing down the length of her legs as she tugged the hem of the dark red sweater she was wearing down further, causing more of her breasts to be revealed.
"Sirius!" she exclaimed nervously. "I can explain. This is not what it seems to be!" she said hurriedly.
"It isn't?" Sirius said in a cold voice, his brown eyes cold and emotionless. His mask was up. He didn't want Kayla to know how hurt he was. How much pain he was going through. He was going to fucking ask her to marry him today, and she was fucking around with another guy!
"No, it isn't. Christian here was helping me with my history homework, and then you yelled and startled me!" she said frantically, her arm movements erratic from nervousness. She didn't want Sirius to leave her. Not never. And defiantly not because of some stupid thing like this. She didn't want Christian! She wanted Sirius!
Sirius raised an eyebrow questioningly at her, and refrained from saying anything.
"Sirius, you have to believe me. I didn't mean to kiss him! I didn't even know that he was fucking there!" she pleaded, tears stinging the back of her eyelids. He was going to leave her, that was all that was going through her head.
Sirius thought about what she had just said. It made sense. 'Think about it Sirius; how long had it taken you to get to Kayla. She is totally innocent when it comes to the emotions and gestures of guys. It's not her, its him you should be mad at,' he reasoned with himself as he let his facial features soften, and his eyes warm up.
"Come here," he demanded softly as he opened his arms.
Kayla gave a sigh of relief and ran into his arms. He didn't leave her. That was all that she could think. She had been so scared that he would. She knew how possessive he was of her, and the scene that he walked in on, and saw must not have been a good one.
"Now you," Sirius demanded, pointing at Christian. "You stay away from my girl, do you understand me? If I see you even walk near her, I will be on your arse faster than you can blink," he growled, and watched, pleased, as color drained from Christians face and begun to stutter.
"B-b-but we live in the same house!" he tried to defend himself.
Sirius shook his head. "It looks like your work is cut out for you then, isn't it?"
"Sirius! Stop being so unreasonable about this," Kayla huffed as she drew back from Sirius's arms and wiped the tears off her cheeks. "It will not happen again."
Sirius looked down at Kayla, and flinched as he looked into her red eyes. He hated to see her cry. "You'll stay away from him then?" he asked in a soft voice, and cradled her cheek in his hand.
Christian glared as Sirius cupped her cheek, and glared harder when he saw that Kayla was leaning into the touch. She was supposed to be his! Not Black's!, he thought.
"Sirius. That's unreasonable, and I'll do whatever the hell I please to do," Kayla reprimanded.
Sirius groaned. He was not going to win this fight. He knew that she was her own person, but come on! How'd you feel if you just saw the girl that you were going to propose to kiss another guy! And in front of you at that! "Please, that is all that I ask of you Kayla, just. . . be careful around him, please?" Sirius whispered to her.
Kayla looked into the pleading brown eyes and felt herself give in. She couldn't stand it when he gave her that one single look that made her anger disappear in a heart beat. It just wasn't fair! How was she supposed to stay mad at him if he could make her give in to him with a single look?
"Alright, I'll be cautious around him, is that enough for you?" she asked.
Sirius nodded his head and smiled slightly. "Yes."
Christian saw red when Sirius bent his head and kissed Kayla in front of him. How dare he kiss her? He wondered as he clenched and unclenched his fists in rage.
She will be mine, he vowed as he stormed up the steps leading the boys dormitories.
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Kayla looked at her best friend questioningly. Earlier that day, Lily had told Kayla and the rest of the group that they were targeted by this old fool Voldemort just because they had powers that he didn't, and now, she was pacing around the room nervously. What was her problem? Kayla wondered as she shook her head a tiny bit to stop herself from watching Lily's progress around the room again.
"What's wrong?" Kayla asked finally, breaking the silence of the seventh year girls dorm room. Unlike the other rooms though, this one actually had some colors besides blue and black in it.
In Lily, Kayla, and Aria's first year, they had decided that they had too much of the same colors around them, so they decorated their room in sea green – the wall, white – the curtains, and gold – the rugs. Their bedspreads differed though. Kayla's was red with black sheets and hangings, Aria had a white crochet bedspread with baby pink sheets underneath, and Lily had a black comforter with silvery sheets underneath. All in all, their room was the most unique in the dorm rooms. No one else dared do what they did to their room. What if they got in trouble? Was all that the other students cared about.
"How am I going to teach you guys how to defend yourselves?" Lily asked nervously, her words all jumbled together in her haste to say them all.
"I honestly have no clue. Maybe you could like . . . demonstrate the move, then have us do it or something. I don't know! But I do remember some of the stuff that Daddy taught us before my Father decided that he didn't want me learning how to defend myself," Kayla said, trying to be helpful to Lily.
"But why did Dumbledore pick me?"
In all honesty, Kayla didn't know why Dumbledore picked Lily to train them in the art of defense. All she knew was that he did, and they had no choice but to do what Lily told them too.
After mumbling to herself a little bit more, Lily walked over to Kayla's bed and sat next to her, sitting cross legged, exactly as Kayla was, in her pajamas.
"Question," Lily said as she looked at the silk gray pajama pants that Kayla was wearing.
"Hmm?"
"Is it only me, or does it seem as if Sirius has been acting a little weird around you lately? I mean. . . well, I don't really know what I mean, but he just seems . . . nervous. Jumpy. Are you guys fighting or something?" Lily asked. Ever since her break up with James, she realized that she didn't know much about Kayla and Sirius's relationship as she had thought. But she also hadn't known much about hers and James either, seeing as she hadn't thought that he had marriage on the mind. Lily pushed that thought quickly away, it still hurt, after two weeks, to even think of what happened that night.
"No, we're not fighting. But I don't know what his problem is. I mean, he's been really lovey-dovey lately, and its like he's been trying to say something to me, but every time he tries, something always comes in the way," Kayla explained with a frown on her face, dragging Lily's attention from her own thoughts about how badly she had screwed up by refusing James.
"Do you think that you'd be ready for marriage if he asked you?" Lily blurted out, not knowing why she did.
Kayla looked at her friend with sympathetic eyes. Ever since James had left Lily behind two weeks ago sobbing uncontrollably on the floor of their room, Lily had been second guessing her decision. "I think that I would be. But every thing is different for me Lily. I need someone there for me," she added quickly as she saw the pain flash through Lily's eyes. "I need to know that someone will always be there for me. I need that safety net, Lily. I've never had it before, and I've needed it for a long time," she tried to explain.
Lily looked down at her flannel pajama pants and white tank top, and nodded her head. "I know. I just. I miss him so much, Kayla. And I need him so badly, yet he just left me," she told her best friend softly, tears coming to her eyes. The only man that she loved left her when she needed him the most. And that hurt.
Kayla felt a tear wet her white tanktop, and realized that she was crying too. It hurt to see her best friend – her sister – suffering so much. Sniffling, Kayla reached over the foot expanse that sperated her from Lily and hugged her, giving her a shoulder to cry on.
"What'd I do wrong Kayla?" Lily sobbed, hanging onto Kayla as hard as she could.
For the second time since she was eleven, Kayla felt helpless. She didn't know what to do to help her friend over her pain, and it was hurting her too.
Kayla ignored the sharp stab at her heart, and rubbed Lily's back comfortingly. Something needed to be done about this. Lily couldn't go on like this, it was killing her. It was killing them both.
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Authors Note:
Hey people. I got another chapter for you all! I decided that I was going to put some things that you didn't see in Entranced in this story, and the major points of Entranced in here as well, so that I wouldn't have to always go back to the story to see if they're right or not.
I hope that you enjoyed the chapter! I'll have the next one out sometime tomorrow! Promise!
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