~A/N: Everyone I want u to welcome Moony to the very happy home of
Fanfiction.net. Rem is under the name Werewolf_at_Hogwarts. Not that Remus
is a werewolf or anything.hey look over there! ::runs:: ::from an unknown
location:: errr I stretched the truth on the North Irish Republic of
Ireland fighting thing. I just remember reports of them killing each other
for a looong time.so just go with it and take no offence. ~
***July 21, 1975, 1:00 PM******
Sirius hadn't before that day been in such close proximity to a muggle. Hell, just a half hour ago had been in a muggle kitchen. With six muggles and an Irish setter, who was a very sweet dog and seemed to be adjusting to the city well. At the moment in fact he was walking with a muggle. Amethyst.
She was very, very cute in his opinion. Amethyst was thin and tall. She had deep red hair with strawberry blond highlights, freckles were scattered like stars across her nose. The most predominant feature on her face would be her eyes, they were a stunning purple that could be described as heliotrope with darker violet streaks that ran through the pale purple to meet her pupil. She looked much better outside of the mechanic's garage uniform.
The two were walking side by side down the sidewalk now eating ice cream cones as they talked.
"My turn, favorite animal?" Sirius asked, the two had been laughing, joking together, and asking each other's favorite this and that.
"No contest it would have to a dog," she said instantaneously before licking the chocolate ice cream.
"Really?" asked Sirius grinning.
"Absolutely, why?"
"Mine too." Said Sirius after a second; he was about to show her something that he had learned at Hogwarts illegally. He could be a dog at will, an honest to god actual dog. But showing a wizard would be stupider then brainlessness. Showing a muggle would be indescribably dumb. "I liked your Irish setter by the way."
"Yeah, my dad needed everyone in the family to be Irish since for some reason Jett broke the whole red head thing." Jett, who Sirius had met, was blond. "Do you have any siblings?" she asked Sirius.
"Yeah, a brother he's not a nice kid." Said Sirius although he thought it made Regulus look too good. So he added, "most venomous snakes look friendly compared to him." She laughed, so did he. It was weird; Sirius was very calm amongst girls at Hogwarts. You could have asked any girl in the school he never skipped a beat, never missed a cue, but around Amethyst he was always nervous he was going to slip up and end up looking like an idiot. But it wasn't a disturbing nervousness he just wanted to look good around her. Maybe it was something about her perfect gaze, melodic laugh, her shining teeth, or her dynamic personality. He became conscious that as he had been thinking he had either slipped his hand into hers or she had slipped hers into his. But it felt normal. Like their hands belonged together.
She looked up at him and he could feel himself blush a little. Her gaze was captivating. "When'd you move here?" he asked not able to think of anything else to say.
She smiled, "when I was around 10. Things were getting bad between Northern Ireland and The Republic of Ireland and my dad was sure we were going to die because he's weird so we moved. My aunt lives down the road a piece so here we are. Where do you go to school? I figured we should go to the same school but I haven't seen you there."
"Me, oh I go to a boarding school in Scotland," said Sirius quickly.
"Oh man! We need someone like you where I go to school!" She snapped her fingers in an aggravated manner.
"Not enough devilishly good-looking blokes where you go to school?" he asked after swallowing the last of his ice-cream cone.
She rolled her eyes, "no, I was referring to the fact that you're fun to be around, even if you are an conceited nutjob."
"But you know I'm cute right?" he asked, "A cute nutjob."
"Sure a cute vain nutjob." She said fighting a laugh, Sirius saw her blushing and felt the grip on his hand tighten a little then loosen again. He smiled openly. Soon they were standing in front of the now shut garage door on Magi street.
"And, you," he began, "are a dazzling loudmouth." He winked and she all out giggled.
"Thank you, Mr. Nutjob." Amethyst grinned that perfect smile again and his heart melted. He hardly knew this girl and he was falling head over heals for her, "but I'm not that loud or that pretty."
"That loud, hell yes. That pretty, that too." He said. She was staring into his eyes; he didn't usually like it when people stared it usually meant someone in his family was going to kill him or something. This was different, this was perfect. Perhaps even better then that. He could see every line in her irises; her red hair framed her face. They were so close he could count the freckles.
"Amethyst? Is that you?" Bowie came careening to a halt in front of them. Sirius bit his tongue. "So he's not your boyfriend?" He laughed insanely, "wait 'till I tell Donnan!"
"Don't you dare you little slug!" screamed Amethyst, braking the already destroyed gaze that she and Sirius had once shared.
"Amethyst's got a boyfriend! Boyfriend! Boyfriend! Amethyst's got a boyfriend!" he shouted running into the house.
"Sorry, Sirius," she said and got up onto her tip toes quickly kissing him on the cheek, "gotta go face the music. I'll see you tomorrow after I go to Church." As she disappeared into the house Sirius just stood there one hand on his face where she had kissed him. "Bye." He muttered usually softly. Then he shouted loudly throwing his hands in the air, racing shadows home.
***July 21, 1975, 1:00 PM******
Sirius hadn't before that day been in such close proximity to a muggle. Hell, just a half hour ago had been in a muggle kitchen. With six muggles and an Irish setter, who was a very sweet dog and seemed to be adjusting to the city well. At the moment in fact he was walking with a muggle. Amethyst.
She was very, very cute in his opinion. Amethyst was thin and tall. She had deep red hair with strawberry blond highlights, freckles were scattered like stars across her nose. The most predominant feature on her face would be her eyes, they were a stunning purple that could be described as heliotrope with darker violet streaks that ran through the pale purple to meet her pupil. She looked much better outside of the mechanic's garage uniform.
The two were walking side by side down the sidewalk now eating ice cream cones as they talked.
"My turn, favorite animal?" Sirius asked, the two had been laughing, joking together, and asking each other's favorite this and that.
"No contest it would have to a dog," she said instantaneously before licking the chocolate ice cream.
"Really?" asked Sirius grinning.
"Absolutely, why?"
"Mine too." Said Sirius after a second; he was about to show her something that he had learned at Hogwarts illegally. He could be a dog at will, an honest to god actual dog. But showing a wizard would be stupider then brainlessness. Showing a muggle would be indescribably dumb. "I liked your Irish setter by the way."
"Yeah, my dad needed everyone in the family to be Irish since for some reason Jett broke the whole red head thing." Jett, who Sirius had met, was blond. "Do you have any siblings?" she asked Sirius.
"Yeah, a brother he's not a nice kid." Said Sirius although he thought it made Regulus look too good. So he added, "most venomous snakes look friendly compared to him." She laughed, so did he. It was weird; Sirius was very calm amongst girls at Hogwarts. You could have asked any girl in the school he never skipped a beat, never missed a cue, but around Amethyst he was always nervous he was going to slip up and end up looking like an idiot. But it wasn't a disturbing nervousness he just wanted to look good around her. Maybe it was something about her perfect gaze, melodic laugh, her shining teeth, or her dynamic personality. He became conscious that as he had been thinking he had either slipped his hand into hers or she had slipped hers into his. But it felt normal. Like their hands belonged together.
She looked up at him and he could feel himself blush a little. Her gaze was captivating. "When'd you move here?" he asked not able to think of anything else to say.
She smiled, "when I was around 10. Things were getting bad between Northern Ireland and The Republic of Ireland and my dad was sure we were going to die because he's weird so we moved. My aunt lives down the road a piece so here we are. Where do you go to school? I figured we should go to the same school but I haven't seen you there."
"Me, oh I go to a boarding school in Scotland," said Sirius quickly.
"Oh man! We need someone like you where I go to school!" She snapped her fingers in an aggravated manner.
"Not enough devilishly good-looking blokes where you go to school?" he asked after swallowing the last of his ice-cream cone.
She rolled her eyes, "no, I was referring to the fact that you're fun to be around, even if you are an conceited nutjob."
"But you know I'm cute right?" he asked, "A cute nutjob."
"Sure a cute vain nutjob." She said fighting a laugh, Sirius saw her blushing and felt the grip on his hand tighten a little then loosen again. He smiled openly. Soon they were standing in front of the now shut garage door on Magi street.
"And, you," he began, "are a dazzling loudmouth." He winked and she all out giggled.
"Thank you, Mr. Nutjob." Amethyst grinned that perfect smile again and his heart melted. He hardly knew this girl and he was falling head over heals for her, "but I'm not that loud or that pretty."
"That loud, hell yes. That pretty, that too." He said. She was staring into his eyes; he didn't usually like it when people stared it usually meant someone in his family was going to kill him or something. This was different, this was perfect. Perhaps even better then that. He could see every line in her irises; her red hair framed her face. They were so close he could count the freckles.
"Amethyst? Is that you?" Bowie came careening to a halt in front of them. Sirius bit his tongue. "So he's not your boyfriend?" He laughed insanely, "wait 'till I tell Donnan!"
"Don't you dare you little slug!" screamed Amethyst, braking the already destroyed gaze that she and Sirius had once shared.
"Amethyst's got a boyfriend! Boyfriend! Boyfriend! Amethyst's got a boyfriend!" he shouted running into the house.
"Sorry, Sirius," she said and got up onto her tip toes quickly kissing him on the cheek, "gotta go face the music. I'll see you tomorrow after I go to Church." As she disappeared into the house Sirius just stood there one hand on his face where she had kissed him. "Bye." He muttered usually softly. Then he shouted loudly throwing his hands in the air, racing shadows home.