Chapter 3
AN: I GOT MORE REVIEWS!!! Keep 'em coming! The more I get, the more likely I am to write more.
"Who said I wasn't talking to you? As you can tell, I am," Cayte said, looking at Sirius and trying to not die laughing.
"Well, I only assumed-"
"Lesson number one, when dealing with me, DON'T assume. I tend to break the standards of 'normal' girls." Cayte said, as they walked down to the Great Hall for dinner. "Now as far as the crying goes, well, that was because I have never received a detention in my life. That's the first one ever. It came as a shock to me, you know?"
"Well, actually, I cannot say that I know what you mean. Never had a detention? I wish I could say that." They both sat down at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, most of the people sitting there started to whisper things back and forth. Mainly all you could here was, "Looks like Sirius has got a new girlfriend!", Lily and James kept warding off comments. They both knew that the two of them would be a couple, but that they couldn't comment now for fear of Sirius. He could be pretty freaky when he was mad.
"Don't worry about them," Sirius said, regarding all the whispers. "Rule number one when dealing with me =: don't believe anything you hear about me, unless I tell you to."
Cayte laughed, 'Wow, I think I'm starting to like him. The black hair and blue eyes are definitely sexy. and definitely my type.'
Dinner ended, and everyone went up to his or her respective common rooms. Cayte, for a change, stayed in the Gryffindor common room until Sirius went up. She spent a great deal of time talking to Lily.
'Wow, some of his friends are cool too! Err. wait; some of his friends are wicked. Wicked, wicked, wicked!!!'
~*~
September 21, 2002
Cayte is pretty 'cool' (as the Americans would say). James and Lily are positive that I like her. I can't seem to convince them otherwise. It certainly seems that everyone in Gryffindor thinks the same.
Remus is acting a little bit differently around me. And he keeps asking about Cassie. It's strange. I don't quite understand. Cassie is (or should I say was?) a wonderful person, but now she's just like a vegetable. James would normally kill Remy for bringing her up so much, but he seems perfectly fine with it all. It's strange, almost like he wants him to continue talking about it. I kind of wonder if they think I need 'help' getting over her. I really can't tell though. I suppose they think talking about it all would help, but I don't need help. I just want my sister to get better. That's all.
You know as a kid I would sit and ask Santa for people to get better. Really, if one of siblings was sick in June I would sit in my parents shower (don't ask me why I always chose that location, I don't know) and say stuff like, 'Santa, Ryan is sick, I want him to get better. It's all I want this year, so please let him get over his cold.' I was such a strange kid.
Sometimes I think I should ask someone to help me to help Cassie. Mum seems to be of the impression that nothing is wrong and that Cassie is just at St. Mungos for the fun of it. That she'll just pop out of this 'coma' thing and be fine. Dad, well, he's being dad. I don't really know how to explain it. He goes and talks to her sometimes. Actually, and it shouldn't be as funny as it is, he has conversations with her. Says she answers back. I've been in the room when one of these 'conversations' took place. It was freaky.. I'm gonna stop writing now.
Sirius
~*~
"Sirius Black, why have you not turned in your weekly essay? Did you not write one?" McGonagall asked.
"No ma'am. I wrote one."
"Then where is it?"
"Umm- May we talk about this after class?" Sirius asked blushing to the roots of his thick black hair.
"I suppose, if that's what you want. Oh and by the way, you and Miss Daae will serve your detentions tonight. See me at eight for your tasks."
Cayte's lip quivered but Sirius quickly grabbed hold of her hand for support and the quivering stopped. "Thank you," she whispered. Sirius just nodded. It was natural for him to try and comfort a crying girl.
'Wow, that's strange. Reflexes I never knew I had. A girl cries, I grab her hand. Come to think of it, I remember Cassie once started crying because she had fal- don't think about Cassie. Not now, not in public. NOT in front of Cayte.' Sirius vividly shook his head, trying to 'shake' the thoughts out of his mind. This caused many other heads to turn and look at him.
"What was that for?" whispered James, who sat two seats behind him.
"Don't worry, I'll tell you later," he whispered back.
"Yeah really, what was that for?" asked Cayte.
"Really, don't worry about it," he said.
At the end of class Sirius walked up to McGonagall's desk, "Professor McGonagall?"
"Yes Sirius?"
"Um, about the paper. Well, I wrote one but I would rather not turn it in."
"But why could this be? If you wrote it, you must want credit for it."
At that moment, Dumbledore walked into McGonagall's class room. "Professor McGonagall, may I speak with you for a few moments?"
"Yes, of course Albus. Sirius, will you excuse me?"
"Ye-"
"Wait Mr. Black. I believe I am correct in saying that you did not turn in your paper this week. Please do not worry, you will still receive full marks."
"Thank you, sir. Goodbye!" Sirius ran out of the classroom before Dumbledore had time to change his mind.
"Hey! What went on in there?" Sirius turned to see Cayte had stood there waiting for him.
"Yeah really, what happened?" Remus was walking down the staircase followed by James and Lily.
If Sirius had been surprised by Cayte waiting on him, he had no time to show it. They were quickly walking to the Great Hall to lunch, all listening to what had happened with Sirius' paper.
"Sometimes, I think that man knows everything." Sirius said, ending his story as they sat down.
AN: WELL, I don't know when I will be able to post again. I think this chappy was long, but I am still not up on length of chappy versus word pages..Hopefully I will have something out to you all by next Wed. Until then, Peace Love and Sirius!!
AN: I GOT MORE REVIEWS!!! Keep 'em coming! The more I get, the more likely I am to write more.
"Who said I wasn't talking to you? As you can tell, I am," Cayte said, looking at Sirius and trying to not die laughing.
"Well, I only assumed-"
"Lesson number one, when dealing with me, DON'T assume. I tend to break the standards of 'normal' girls." Cayte said, as they walked down to the Great Hall for dinner. "Now as far as the crying goes, well, that was because I have never received a detention in my life. That's the first one ever. It came as a shock to me, you know?"
"Well, actually, I cannot say that I know what you mean. Never had a detention? I wish I could say that." They both sat down at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, most of the people sitting there started to whisper things back and forth. Mainly all you could here was, "Looks like Sirius has got a new girlfriend!", Lily and James kept warding off comments. They both knew that the two of them would be a couple, but that they couldn't comment now for fear of Sirius. He could be pretty freaky when he was mad.
"Don't worry about them," Sirius said, regarding all the whispers. "Rule number one when dealing with me =: don't believe anything you hear about me, unless I tell you to."
Cayte laughed, 'Wow, I think I'm starting to like him. The black hair and blue eyes are definitely sexy. and definitely my type.'
Dinner ended, and everyone went up to his or her respective common rooms. Cayte, for a change, stayed in the Gryffindor common room until Sirius went up. She spent a great deal of time talking to Lily.
'Wow, some of his friends are cool too! Err. wait; some of his friends are wicked. Wicked, wicked, wicked!!!'
~*~
September 21, 2002
Cayte is pretty 'cool' (as the Americans would say). James and Lily are positive that I like her. I can't seem to convince them otherwise. It certainly seems that everyone in Gryffindor thinks the same.
Remus is acting a little bit differently around me. And he keeps asking about Cassie. It's strange. I don't quite understand. Cassie is (or should I say was?) a wonderful person, but now she's just like a vegetable. James would normally kill Remy for bringing her up so much, but he seems perfectly fine with it all. It's strange, almost like he wants him to continue talking about it. I kind of wonder if they think I need 'help' getting over her. I really can't tell though. I suppose they think talking about it all would help, but I don't need help. I just want my sister to get better. That's all.
You know as a kid I would sit and ask Santa for people to get better. Really, if one of siblings was sick in June I would sit in my parents shower (don't ask me why I always chose that location, I don't know) and say stuff like, 'Santa, Ryan is sick, I want him to get better. It's all I want this year, so please let him get over his cold.' I was such a strange kid.
Sometimes I think I should ask someone to help me to help Cassie. Mum seems to be of the impression that nothing is wrong and that Cassie is just at St. Mungos for the fun of it. That she'll just pop out of this 'coma' thing and be fine. Dad, well, he's being dad. I don't really know how to explain it. He goes and talks to her sometimes. Actually, and it shouldn't be as funny as it is, he has conversations with her. Says she answers back. I've been in the room when one of these 'conversations' took place. It was freaky.. I'm gonna stop writing now.
Sirius
~*~
"Sirius Black, why have you not turned in your weekly essay? Did you not write one?" McGonagall asked.
"No ma'am. I wrote one."
"Then where is it?"
"Umm- May we talk about this after class?" Sirius asked blushing to the roots of his thick black hair.
"I suppose, if that's what you want. Oh and by the way, you and Miss Daae will serve your detentions tonight. See me at eight for your tasks."
Cayte's lip quivered but Sirius quickly grabbed hold of her hand for support and the quivering stopped. "Thank you," she whispered. Sirius just nodded. It was natural for him to try and comfort a crying girl.
'Wow, that's strange. Reflexes I never knew I had. A girl cries, I grab her hand. Come to think of it, I remember Cassie once started crying because she had fal- don't think about Cassie. Not now, not in public. NOT in front of Cayte.' Sirius vividly shook his head, trying to 'shake' the thoughts out of his mind. This caused many other heads to turn and look at him.
"What was that for?" whispered James, who sat two seats behind him.
"Don't worry, I'll tell you later," he whispered back.
"Yeah really, what was that for?" asked Cayte.
"Really, don't worry about it," he said.
At the end of class Sirius walked up to McGonagall's desk, "Professor McGonagall?"
"Yes Sirius?"
"Um, about the paper. Well, I wrote one but I would rather not turn it in."
"But why could this be? If you wrote it, you must want credit for it."
At that moment, Dumbledore walked into McGonagall's class room. "Professor McGonagall, may I speak with you for a few moments?"
"Yes, of course Albus. Sirius, will you excuse me?"
"Ye-"
"Wait Mr. Black. I believe I am correct in saying that you did not turn in your paper this week. Please do not worry, you will still receive full marks."
"Thank you, sir. Goodbye!" Sirius ran out of the classroom before Dumbledore had time to change his mind.
"Hey! What went on in there?" Sirius turned to see Cayte had stood there waiting for him.
"Yeah really, what happened?" Remus was walking down the staircase followed by James and Lily.
If Sirius had been surprised by Cayte waiting on him, he had no time to show it. They were quickly walking to the Great Hall to lunch, all listening to what had happened with Sirius' paper.
"Sometimes, I think that man knows everything." Sirius said, ending his story as they sat down.
AN: WELL, I don't know when I will be able to post again. I think this chappy was long, but I am still not up on length of chappy versus word pages..Hopefully I will have something out to you all by next Wed. Until then, Peace Love and Sirius!!