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Chapter 21
I dashed around the room, stuffing all my course books, robes, equipment, toiletries, clothes and other necessities into the brown trunk. I was just bouncing on my trunk to make it close when there was a knock on the door.
"Who's that?" I called.
"It's me," came Sirius' voice. I thought for a moment whether or not I should let him in. I never really had any visitors in my room, let alone a boy. I wasn't sure if I should let him in... Especially after... I shook those thoughts away. Sirius was my friend.
"The door's open, come in," I called as I got off the trunk and pressed it down with one arm while trying to get the latch to click shut with the other.
"Do you need help?"
I abandoned all attempts at trying to close the trunk and turned around. Sirius was standing there wearing a shirt and a pair of knee-height shorts. He had a towel slung over his shoulder and his hair was wet and messy. For a while he looked almost like James. He looked... good.
"Hi," I said breathlessly rushing to get onto my feet. I quickly closed the robe over my pastel blue silk nightdress and managed a weak grin. I hate it when I blushed. I hate myself even more for being so lovestruck around him.
Sirius smiled (and my heart melted) and got onto his knees beside my trunk. He pushed the lid hard with one arm and snapped the latches shut with the other. I wonder constantly whether he liked me the way I liked him... I wonder if we'll ever be a couple. But then again, I would rather jump off a cliff then tell him my true feelings.
If... If he doesn't feel the same way, I don't think I'll be able to handle the rejection. But what if he said yes? No... what are the chances? Looking at him, I don't really think he cares for me more than a friend. I wished I could read minds... It's so complicated...
"There ya go," he muttered under his breath.
Then there was another knock on the door. I told them to come in and a small house elf wearing a long towel wrapped around it bearing the McKinnon family crest scuttled in, holding a small box like a precious fragile object.
He walked over to me and held the box up with his skinny arms.
"Master wishes to present young miss with this," he said, bowing his bald head respectfully.
I sighed and took the box from the house elf. The house elf bowed until the tip of his long crooked nose touched the floor and hurried out.
"What is it?" Asked Sirius.
"Another one..." I muttered, opening it. Inside lay a brilliant necklace made of white gold, with opalescent coloured gems hanging in the middle in different lengths. It was beautiful. I liked it. But why was it jewelry all the time... It meant nothing. Does he really think that makes me happy? That showering me with precious stones will make me happy? He just didn't understand...
"It looks expensive," commented Sirius peering into the box.
"Does it matter?" I muttered, clapping the box shut and placing it on the dressing table.
Sirius kept quiet.
After a while he said, "Well, I better go. Good night." He backed away towards the door.
"'Night," I replied softly watching as he turned and headed towards the door. He disappeared behind it with a small click, and silence fell upon the room.