Lost Highway Ramblers
Chapter Two - Taking matters into his own hands.
By Lyra
Sirius had had enough! He was sick of his mother rants, his father's disapproval! Everyone in this bloody house was NEGATIVE! Even the goddamn house elf hated him… he touched his hand to his cheek and grimaced, //this is the last time, the straw that broke the camels back! // this brought him to his present situation. Packing! He hummed a small tune, and set about folding his street cloths into his trunk, taking every bit of money he could find lolling around the house. And he was…Done! He'd finished packing, and now all he had to do was wait. Wait for the cover of darkness… He laughed hysterically to himself, mulling over his own greatness. At 16, he was brilliant, Beautiful, and in charge of his own life.
When Sirius finished laughing, he took deep breaths, and steadied his heart beat. Placing his chin in his palm, he rested his elbow against his knees and watched the sun dip into the trees. It was all rather peaceful. The quiet houses, the pink and blue sky. When the trees covered the Sun, Sirius grinned insanely again and grabbed his trunk, making his way to the back of his wardrobe, moving the small door open, squeezing himself through, going down the long and winding crawl space that no doubt led to the kitchens. Although the elf's looked at him oddly, they made no comment as he left. It was not their place to question a master.
Sirius took four deep breaths when he reached the outer gates.
"I'm free I'm free I'm free!" he chanted silently to himself. He looked around aimlessly as a single thought occurred to him:
"Where the hell do I go now?"
While although he had the obvious answers, he needed something that was less simple.
He couldn't go to Lily, shed hang his head and throw him out…
He couldn't go to Diagon, His Mum would check there first…
That also ruled out Knockturn…
Remus and James were to idealistic, too predictable…
He briefly entertained the Idea of going to Peter's, but squashed it just as quickly.
And then, it occurred to him how blunt he was being. Just how incredible thick! It was so simple, so brilliant! James, Remus, Lily maybe…They could all go on a ROAD TRIP! Oh the sheer brilliance of it all! No parents, No Conscience, for what? The next eight weeks of summer?
That was it, after that idea crossed Sirius' mind, he was sure of it. He was most definitely brilliant.
Sirius lagged slightly on his broom stick and knocked tiredly at James window. He would have used the door, naturally, however, the Potter's seemed to have changed the place where the extra key was, and James had yet to inform him. His hands griped the broomstick, and he kept his feet locked together, attempting to prevent himself from falling off. James had yet to come to the window, so Sirius kept knocking, praying that James could hear him. Sirius' hand paused in its movement the moment his nausea returned. He closed his eyes and felt his head spinning and felt his broomstick drop from underneath him, but couldn't for the life of himself understand why he wasn't feeling the air rushing. He gave up thinking and opened his eyes to see James bleary eyed ones staring back.
James had quiet a scare when he awoke at roughly four in the morning to Sirius' knocking. But when he finally did, his first thought was that Sirius looked tired. His second was that Sirius was about to fall off his broom. James jumped for the window, grabbing hold of Sirius' slipping form, and dragging him through the window. He heard Sirius' broom hit the ground below him, getting stuck in the trees before finally making it down.
James pulled him through the window, and dragged him to the floor. He switched his bed side table light on, and looked towards his best mate again. He thought he was going to throw up. Sirius' manifestation was, to put it lightly, horrible. His left eye was black, his cheek was swelled, and his face was nicked in the most painful places. Cuts raked his arms and finger prints marred his neck. James didn't want to look. He shuddered and turned his head.
Remus wondered briefly how fleeting peace could really be. For real, one moment there he was, sitting under the willow tree outside of his window, watching the half moon, and stars peaceful, serenity… Then suddenly without warning he gets James owl directing him to James house ASAP. Life was weird with James, and Sirius—Remus was positive this had something to do with Sirius—but, then again, didn't it always?
Remus found himself thinking that same thought as he took to the skies near midnight that night. He was slightly thankful towards the interruption, after all //…three days of being home and already he was bored out of his mind…Nothing to do… No where to go… He'd missed Sirius' antics, but he'd missed Sirius more. And James, yes, he missed James. But Sirius…well, he was after all Sirius, and Sirius was…//
Remus cuts off his line of though off when it caused him to take a deep dive south. //Remember Lupin, your 150 meters up in the air, so pay attention, dimwit!!//
Remus guided his broom over Devon, and through Yorkshire. Watching the highway to the left of him, he followed the signs towards, "LONDON NEXT EIGHT MILES."
He puffed an exhale of air out of his lungs and blew his bangs upward, rolling his eyes and hopping he got there sometime before sunrise. Or else he was screwed.
Remus, unlike Sirius, went to the front door. And Remus, unlike Sirius, showed up in the morning. And Remus, unlike Sirius, was not in a passing-out-due-to-unexplained-injuries condition upon arrival.
Remus knocked on the door, and a minute later a disheveled, bleary eyed James opened the door and let him in.
"Um, James wha-"
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" James said putting a finger to his lips. "You'll wake him!" This perked Remus' interest as to who this, "him" was. Although, part of him already knew it was Sirius, after all, who else would it be?
They crossed the thresholds to James' room and the werewolf could already see the tiny figure curled into James' bed. The slightly long black hair was definitely not immaculate, and Sirius just looked so… well, helpless. It was unnerving for Remus to see his lo-errr, best friend, in that context. Remus just stood at the door way, there was something wrong with this picture… James crossed to Sirius and started to rub a balm into the boys face, around his neck and onto his cheek.
"Jamsie?"
"He just showed up at my room last night—err this morning, and he just collapsed." Seeing the grimace that Remus' face had turned into, he added "Hey, he looks pretty damn good from how he did last night…" James smiled weakly, got up and announced that they needed more 'Cut-b-gone! Magical Medical Miracles in Minutes!' (Or, at least that's what the label claimed.)
Remus looked over at Sirius, Sirius looked bad. He had a black eye, nicks across his face and yellowing bruises around his neck. Finally, He started towards the bed; he froze, however the moment he heard Sirius groan of awakening. Remy grinned at him, (and although aware Sirius was injured) poked him straight in the ribs.
"owwwwwwwwwwwwwwie!" A crash from downstairs. Both Remus and Sirius paused.
"Ahhh, you're a tough old broad Sirius. So tell me now, what the hell happened you moron?"
"Remy! What are you doing here!? I mean—not that im not glad to see you or anything! But, aren't you supposed to be home, somewhere?" Sirius face grew into a grin.
"Um, James' owl seemed kinda urgent so I told them I was going to stay with him for a week. But, Siri, what happened to you?" Sirius' joyous demeanor dissolved like glucose under heat.
"My Mother…" Before he finished, James bounded in happily looking over at them both.
"Well, according to the book of Bookable Medical Malcastrophys by Melinda Magglebout, Sirius condition will clear up in about and hour and a half so that we can go!"
James gleefully rubbed his hands together and cackled slightly. He turned to Remus and said, "You in Remy?"
"Um, sure… I guess…"
Sirius grinned broadly from the bed.
"Only, what are we doing?"
"Were running away!"
"WERE WHAT?"
"Running away… you know, letting are self loose on society, leaving the cope,-"
"Flying the cope."
"- skiddadling out, au revioring, making like a tree… you know." James said with a shrug of his shoulders.
Remus looked at both of them, utter joy reaching all corners of their faces. He sighed. He'd have to go, after all, were James and Sirius expected to take care of themselves on a run-away trip? No way… besides, it'd be fun.
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So, what's up hopefully happy people out there? I hope you liked this chapter cause it took me a bazillion days to write and stuff, so…a review? Just one? From you?
Amber Orbs- It's just you read all these fics and their all like, "He gazed longingly over at her deep azure orbs, beckoning her over to him…" You know? So I'm just making fun of them.
Oh, yeah… this is probably going to be a slash story…so, chill if you don't like it, and then leave. Simple right?
Edited
April 9, 2004- major plot change, and slight scene interjection. Grammar, spelling changes, Christ. I must have been having random bits of dyslexia when I wrote this… oii vey. PS. Anyone that wants to be notified just leave me a note in the review box, and your email.
Moon*wolf2- right, right, thanks. Sorry about that, I think the thrill of starting a new story made me forget…
Ursula- here's your update!
Chocolate Taco-yeah, I had to re-update because it had some depth-issues. You know? I didn't want it to just be them running around; you gotta have some drama somewhere.
The Rogue Raven-Thanks! Here's the um… second part, for the, err, second time.
Oobergoober-its suppose to be a play on Jamison. Its actually a little tribute to a kid I know.
Olivia Wood- Ahh, well, now that you've read you know, don't you? Well, I hope so at least.
Snuffles2- Son? O_o? Ok, whatever floats your boat… :P
Mickey- Haha, there wanted cause they ran away! No, it's true! You know how they have milk cartons with pictures of runaways? Yeah. It's kinda like that.
MoRon-This chapter wasn't quiet as funny, but next chapter gets lighter.
Jade- Nope, Peters not going to be left out entirely. Just a little bit here and there. I have a soft spot for him, so he's going to make it in here. Don't worry. :D just hope im not tarred and feathered for it. lol