Sirius Black leaving behind his legacy
Chapter Two: My First Date
So my first two years at Hogwarts flew by like that before my eyes. I could actually feel a tear build up in my eye, and that's really not like me, I don't usually get this emotional.
But what can I say?
What would you do if you had fallen and suddenly began remembering your memories of you with your best friends? About how you met, about what you talked about, about what they meant to you.
I don't think I need to say much more.
So third year came, we were more mature, well to some extent, I don't know if you can ever call James mature, or me for that matter, I guess we really are just kids at heart. But no one needs to know that!
I actually meant mature in a different way, and yep you've guessed it, I meant physically. We had all started to grow from small boys into men.
I had shot up like a beanstalk, with James following closely. I found wonder in my new muscles, while James remained quite skinny, nevertheless, handsome.
Remus had his moments too, but those weren't until mid-year. We had fun teasing him, since he was tiny compared to us. But he retorted by growing just as tall as me.
I was quite amazed at his transformation from the scabby, frightened boy to the strong, jovial man, but he never lost that sense of mystery that was always held amongst him. And this kinda bothered me a bit, I knew he was hiding something, but couldn't quite put my finger on it. . .
Well, as for Peter, being a boy and all, he did, have his growth spurt even though this was when we nearly reached the end of the year. He didn't grow half as tall as us, but nonetheless a change could be seen evidently.
In this year we began to wonder and grow curious about the opposite sex. I blame my hormones for this but what the heck!
And it really wasn't entirely my fault, girls were literally throwing themselves at me, but as I've said before I would like to clear those allegations of me being a womanizer. I did not date more than one girl at a time, and really I didn't actually go on that many dates.
As hard as you may find it hard to believe, I was still extremely loyal to my friends, I did not and would not just abandon them, which they appreciated greatly.
Not that they minded particularly! They each had their share of attention, yes even Peter, though for him these tended to be the younger years who were just wannabes.
I didn't trust females as much as I trusted my friends; I felt a tad insecure around them, damn my mother. You see, she's been the dominant female in my life, well so far, and she DID NOT give me the greatest impression of women.
I found them bitchy, unreliable, jealous creatures. Of course this may have just been my mother and some of the girls I've seen, but it had an effect, a carved impression on me, against my will.
So yeh, I went out with girls, we talked at first, then I felt rather awkward, ahh, I see the flashback of my first date coming up. . .
"Hey Yasmine! Wanna go to Hogsmeade with me this Saturday?" I say smoothly to this attractive blonde.
She eyes me, while a small smile curls on her lips.
"Sure!" She replies enthusiastically.
"Okay, see ya then!"
With a swish of her straight platinum blonde hair, she's gone.
"How do you do that?!" Peter asks with obvious envy in his voice.
"Do what?" I say casually, flicking the hair at the front of my head that was annoying me, oblivious to the dreamy gazes of the girls opposite me.
"How you can just ask girls out!" Peter exclaims, "and so smoothly!" he adds.
"Ahh, well Peter, my dear, that is just . . . pure talent!"
"Show off!" James says while raising an eyebrow, sharing a smile with Remus.
"Hey!" I say indignantly, pulling a cute face with irresistible puppy dog eyes.
We all burst out laughing.
"We're not girls y'know Sirius, that little act won't work on us pal!" Remus says, smiling.
I give Remus a mock glare, before I too join in with the laughter.
Saturday was approaching, and I wasn't feeling the least bit nervous, until the very moment I realized what was happening.
I was going on my first date!
ARGHH!!!
"What's gone into me? Why am I screaming? Am I turning into a girl?!"
"That wouldn't surprise me!" James says grinning, as he reveals himself from the door.
"Excuse me, I was having a private conversation!"
"Uh, with yourself?!" James asks, "I do worry about you sometimes!"
I think for a moment, and unable to think of a comeback I let it drop.
"So you nervous?" James asks, obviously enjoying tormenting me.
"NO!" I say too quickly, showing my uneasiness at once.
James smirks.
"Wipe that smirk off your face, Jamey dear, when the time comes for you, which may be a while, you will know how I feel!"
"First things first, DO NOT call me Jamey dear!"
"It's such a habit now; you'll just have to live with it!" I say happily.
"Wow, aren't I lucky!" James says sarcastically. "Anyway, so how're you doing? Think it'll go well?"
I pause, actually taking in his question into consideration.
"I hope so," I say. "Though who can say what will happen when you go on a date with Sirius Black!"
There is a loud snort and then a scream, when I decide to take James' taunting into my own hands.
I glance at the time and it's almost 12, I decide to hurry up a bit. As I approach The Three Broomsticks, the place me and Yasmine had decided to meet, I hear someone crying.
I look around and see a girl huddled in corner, sobbing, so dejectedly. My heart melts for a second, before I pull myself together.
I approach the girl slowly, though my footsteps were audible. She must have heard me because she looked up. At that moment I thought I had seen the most wondrous eyes ever. They were pools of a midnight blue colour. So unique yet so exquisite. I see the pearls of tears in these eyes and felt my heart skip a beat.
"Are you okay?" I ask gently while mentally scolding myself. Of course she's not okay, dimmy, she's crying for heaven's sake.
She takes an intake of air before replying.
"I'm not okay, but I'll live. Thanks for asking."
Her voice were so mysterious. Almost similar to someone I knew. I racked my brains trying to find out who, until a name pops into my brain. Of course . . . Remus.
She sounds so much like Remus, not his voice, but his manner and his tone.
It isn't a gentle, sweet typical voice you'd expect. Just one word. Indescribable.
I smile at her, while she, after a while returns it.
"Want a shoulder to lean on?" I offer, the usual flirtaceous tone gone, replaced by my genuine voice.
I sit down beside her and unexpectedly, my hands bumps onto hers.
"Man, your hands are freezing!" I say, taking them in mine. I do this in a friendly manner, not in any way trying to take advantage of her.
She smiles at me, says thanks.
"Who are you?" she says after a minute or two passes. Her voice has a note of laughter, seeing that we were two complete strangers sitting together, hand in hand.
I chuckle realizing this thought.
"Well, for starters, my name's Sirius Black."
I glance at her, waiting to hear her name. It doesn't come.
"Aren't you gonna tell me yours?"
She smiles that secretive smile, shaking her head sadly.
"I'm trying to forget it. Every time I think of it, I think of my family, which I'd rather not," she says bitterly.
I grin while she stares at me in wonder.
"Why are you grinning?"
"It's just funny, cause I feel the exact same way about my family. Well if you can call them that. We hate each other's guts!" I say with a hint of mockery in my tone.
She smiles.
"I know exactly how you feel!" She says, rubbing her eyes to rid her of the tears.
I glance at her now not tear-stained face, suddenly I feel my own cheeks heat up, so I look away quickly.
She places her hands gently on my face, turning my head around, so I was facing her. I stare at her hands; they were so intricate, so delicate, yet full of strength. Her skin was very pale, almost a ghostly white.
She gave me the feeling of pureness. Funny, seeing that she was so white, and I, well I was a Black.
I watch her closely, and I see that she is taking in all my features.
"Like what you see?" I tease.
She smiles, but doesn't blush. I'm actually quite surprised, whenever I make a similar kind of remark like this to other girls; they all blush and start squealing. I find it quite annoying really.
I must have looked deep in thought.
"You okay?" She asks.
"What? Right, no, I mean yes, I'm fine. It's just you're so. . . different."
She laughs.
"Who wants to be a replica of someone else?" she throws back her brilliant red-brown hair, before she continues, "I'm an individual. I can tell you are too."
I marvel at her. How did she know?
We look intently at each other for a few minutes, forgetting that we are just sitting on a tarnished wooden step. The whole world seems to stop, while chaos is going on inside my body.
I feel like I am going to explode, except, her presence is kind of calming, cold, but not in a sinister way, just emitting the same presence that I did. The heat and coolness mixed together, and I was feeling indescribable.
Then, suddenly, acting on impulse, I lean in. I see her tilt her face slightly and my lips touches hers. We were two cold creatures brought together by the heat of each other.
I feel amazed at how her simple kiss can cause me to feel so incredible. We break apart, not loosing eye contact. As if it's a signal, we lean in again, this time, her lips part slightly, and I let my tongue explore hers.
Feeling tingling sensations, I let out a moan. Her kisses are not vigorous, nor extremely gentle, kind of a mixture.
I hold her in my arms, and I can sense that she feels protected.
We talk through the rest of the night, caring about nothing else. That feeling was prodigious, not having to think about rules, just doing what your heart told you to.
That night I didn't return back to my dorm.
But don't you start getting any dirty ideas; all we did was talk, and sleep in each other's arms, comforted by each other's presence.
It was an unbelievable night. A night I would and never did forget.
I remember how I craved for more of this mysterious being. I was brought into a whole new world of happiness. I knew so little of her that I felt insecure. I wanted to know her. Learn about her. Kiss her.
I needed her.
Author's Notes:
That's the end of Sirius' first date. More to come of his feelings and memories. Hope you enjoyed it, and if you did, review and tell me!
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