AN: Hmm, let's see how many comma's I can try and legally put into the
first sentence of this chapter. Or how many times I can fit the word "bad"
into a story...
"Oh, bad, bad, baddy, bad." Sirius moaned into his pillow. It was the morning after James had confessed his feelings for the dark haired boy, and it was indeed bad. The room was still dark as the sun had not yet risen, and Sirius was dreading the unavoidable moment where Mister Sun would pop up and happily force him to his classes. If it were the night of the full moon he might have been cheered by this fact, being a dog was always fun. However, the full moon was a stubborn three weeks away
The confession, everything came back to what James had said the other night. What Sirius was most angry about, was the fact that James hadn't even given him time to think. Right after he had told Sirius that he was in love with him, he had blushed and darted off to the Great Hall. What kind of person did that?
Sunlight was peeking over the trees, Sirius discovered as he peered out the window. Knowing he wouldn't get any more sleep, he dressed for the day and headed down to the common room, pausing only by Remus's closed bed hangings.
He sat before the fire pensively and didn't stir, even when some of the girls started to come down the stairs giggling madly.
"Sirius?" Jumping slightly, Sirius turned to see Remus standing motionless behind him. "Sirius, you look terrible, did you even get an hour of sleep?" Without waiting for an invitation, the werewolf took a seat by his friends side. Sirius realized something, Remus hadn't called him by his nickname, that usually meant a serious talk.
"I heard what Prongs said to you yesterday, he told me the whole story." Remus said quietly with a backwards glance at the girls in the background. "What are you going to do about it?"
Sirius buried his head in his hands, "I don't have a clue, he didn't exactly give me time to say anything you know."
"I know." Remus put a reassuring hand on Sirius's shoulder, "And you don't need to say anything to him right away of course, not unless you want to. But you have his feelings to consider as well as your own, do you feel the same way about him?"
He racked his brain, but Sirius could come up with only one person he could imagine being with. Someone with a kind voice and a steady hand. "No." Sirius replied slowly, "No, I don't feel that way about Prongs."
"Well then you need to let him know that sooner or later." Remus said, "It will probably just hurt your friendship if you let it go on this way."
"I guess." Sirius mumbled, "I just wish he hadn't made things so complicated, and during our O.W.L year too."
"Speaking of which," Remus said rather sharply, "I know you've been awake all this time, have you even touched a book?"
Sirius looked up incredulously to find that Remus was laughing lightly, "Only joking." He smiled, "I'll see you at breakfast." Remus swept away, leaving Sirius to touch the shoulder where the brunette boys hand had rested only moments ago.
Breakfast in the Great Hall was loud and noisy, the weekend at Hogsmeade led to much conversation:
"So then she told me that he had been seen with..."
"And then we..."
"Enchanted snowballs started attacking them..."
"Saw her picking her nose..."
"Hey Padfoot, Moony." James and Peter took seats on either side of Sirius and Moony, Sirius couldn't help noticing that James hadn't exactly dived for the seat beside him. Instead he was acting as if last night had never happened, well that was fine with him.
"Charms this morning isn't it?" Peter sighed, "I hate Charms I'm so bad at it!"
"You're bad at everything Pettigrew." Lucius said appearing suddenly behind Remus and shaking his head, "Unless you're holding out on us." Peter reddened and became very focused on his porridge, barely audible were the words, "I'm good at some things..."
"Sorry?" Lucius asked loudly.
"I'm good at some things!" Peter said just as loudly back.
"Like what? Licking Potter's boots perhaps?"
"Shove off Malfoy." James had stood up very suddenly, his plate fell to the floor with a clatter.
"Or you'll what?" Lucius sneered haughtily.
"Never mind that." Said Remus mildly, also standing up. "Malfoy, I suggest you go off to the Slytherin table, or I will be forced to pull rank." He indicated a badge on his chest, "As you know, I am a prefect."
"I'm not scared of you." Lucius leered, Sirius glanced up shakily for the first time, he had found himself unable to meet the eyes of Lucius or Severus ever since the day he had seen them together. "And what do you want Black?" He shot suddenly at Sirius. Taken off guard, Sirius blinked in surprise and turned away quickly.
"Go away Malfoy." Remus repeated. Lucius left with his nose in the air, the Marauders promptly turned and stared at Sirius, who pretended to be very interested in the floor.
"Padfoot, what's up with you lately?" Peter asked in amazement.
"What do you mean Wormtail?" Sirius feigned innocence.
"Well, not that it matters really, but that's the first time you've missed a chance to stick up for Wormtail and put Malfoy in his place." The fat little boy replied.
"I'm just... er... Say Prongs, how would you like a round of Quidditch before Charms?" Fiddling with his fork Sirius looked at James out of the corner of his eye, he had decided he might as well get his talk over with, or he'd never be the same.
"What are you talking about it's bloody cold out!" James said, his eyes round as saucers.
"Wormtail, fancy a walk?" Remus asked pointedly.
"Not rea- Oh! Er... sure." Peter waddled out of the hall after Remus. James turned to look at Sirius, very confused, only to find that Sirius was already on his way out to the Quidditch Pitch.
James got out there with his broom just in time to see Sirius take off on his own broomstick, in hot pursuit James zig-zagged around the goalposts once before slowing down next to a stationary Sirius.
"So I take it you don't really want to play Quidditch then?" James said.
"No, only the truly mad would play Quidditch in this cold."
"Right... So, what did you want to talk about?"
"Well, to put it bluntly, Us." Sirius made a point of looking away, but James' eyes followed the back of his head, he could feel them. "I've been thinking about what happened that night, when you told me you had feelings for me. The truth is, I know now that I don't feel the same way about you." There he said it, Letting out a deep breath Sirius looked up expectantly at James. To his shock James was smiling.
"Well that's okay, I've been meaning to tell you, I don't have a crush on you anymore." James said sweetly, "See I met this girl named Lily, and she's really..."
"WHAT?!" Sirius bellowed indignantly, "You make me suffer through sleepless nights wondering how I can tell my best mate that I like someone else? And you have a girlfriend?!"
"Gee, sorry, I didn't know it bothered you so much. Wait a minute, who do you like?" James peered at his best friend with great interest.
"N-no one..." Sirius deflated like a balloon.
"Come on, out with it, you know you can trust me."
"Fine... it's Moony, only don't tell him. I want to do it myself, when the time is right." Running a hand through his hair Sirius felt as though he had made a mistake saying that, not because he didn't trust James, but because he wasn't sure if there was going to be a right time to tell Remus anything. In fact, to be brutally honest, he felt as though that secret should stay deep inside him, he didn't want to get hurt.
"Wow, that's really cool! We could go on double dates and stuff!" James said excitedly, "Once I get around to asking Lily out that is, Oh this is going to be the best!"
Sirius just shook his head and sighed, somehow he didn't think James had caught very much of what he had just said.
Authors Note: There it is! Chapter Two! It's a bit shorter than chapter one, and not as well written I think, but I'm still welcoming reviews and opinions. Poor Wormtail, he's the only one that doesn't have a love life.... Or does he? evil smile
"Oh, bad, bad, baddy, bad." Sirius moaned into his pillow. It was the morning after James had confessed his feelings for the dark haired boy, and it was indeed bad. The room was still dark as the sun had not yet risen, and Sirius was dreading the unavoidable moment where Mister Sun would pop up and happily force him to his classes. If it were the night of the full moon he might have been cheered by this fact, being a dog was always fun. However, the full moon was a stubborn three weeks away
The confession, everything came back to what James had said the other night. What Sirius was most angry about, was the fact that James hadn't even given him time to think. Right after he had told Sirius that he was in love with him, he had blushed and darted off to the Great Hall. What kind of person did that?
Sunlight was peeking over the trees, Sirius discovered as he peered out the window. Knowing he wouldn't get any more sleep, he dressed for the day and headed down to the common room, pausing only by Remus's closed bed hangings.
He sat before the fire pensively and didn't stir, even when some of the girls started to come down the stairs giggling madly.
"Sirius?" Jumping slightly, Sirius turned to see Remus standing motionless behind him. "Sirius, you look terrible, did you even get an hour of sleep?" Without waiting for an invitation, the werewolf took a seat by his friends side. Sirius realized something, Remus hadn't called him by his nickname, that usually meant a serious talk.
"I heard what Prongs said to you yesterday, he told me the whole story." Remus said quietly with a backwards glance at the girls in the background. "What are you going to do about it?"
Sirius buried his head in his hands, "I don't have a clue, he didn't exactly give me time to say anything you know."
"I know." Remus put a reassuring hand on Sirius's shoulder, "And you don't need to say anything to him right away of course, not unless you want to. But you have his feelings to consider as well as your own, do you feel the same way about him?"
He racked his brain, but Sirius could come up with only one person he could imagine being with. Someone with a kind voice and a steady hand. "No." Sirius replied slowly, "No, I don't feel that way about Prongs."
"Well then you need to let him know that sooner or later." Remus said, "It will probably just hurt your friendship if you let it go on this way."
"I guess." Sirius mumbled, "I just wish he hadn't made things so complicated, and during our O.W.L year too."
"Speaking of which," Remus said rather sharply, "I know you've been awake all this time, have you even touched a book?"
Sirius looked up incredulously to find that Remus was laughing lightly, "Only joking." He smiled, "I'll see you at breakfast." Remus swept away, leaving Sirius to touch the shoulder where the brunette boys hand had rested only moments ago.
Breakfast in the Great Hall was loud and noisy, the weekend at Hogsmeade led to much conversation:
"So then she told me that he had been seen with..."
"And then we..."
"Enchanted snowballs started attacking them..."
"Saw her picking her nose..."
"Hey Padfoot, Moony." James and Peter took seats on either side of Sirius and Moony, Sirius couldn't help noticing that James hadn't exactly dived for the seat beside him. Instead he was acting as if last night had never happened, well that was fine with him.
"Charms this morning isn't it?" Peter sighed, "I hate Charms I'm so bad at it!"
"You're bad at everything Pettigrew." Lucius said appearing suddenly behind Remus and shaking his head, "Unless you're holding out on us." Peter reddened and became very focused on his porridge, barely audible were the words, "I'm good at some things..."
"Sorry?" Lucius asked loudly.
"I'm good at some things!" Peter said just as loudly back.
"Like what? Licking Potter's boots perhaps?"
"Shove off Malfoy." James had stood up very suddenly, his plate fell to the floor with a clatter.
"Or you'll what?" Lucius sneered haughtily.
"Never mind that." Said Remus mildly, also standing up. "Malfoy, I suggest you go off to the Slytherin table, or I will be forced to pull rank." He indicated a badge on his chest, "As you know, I am a prefect."
"I'm not scared of you." Lucius leered, Sirius glanced up shakily for the first time, he had found himself unable to meet the eyes of Lucius or Severus ever since the day he had seen them together. "And what do you want Black?" He shot suddenly at Sirius. Taken off guard, Sirius blinked in surprise and turned away quickly.
"Go away Malfoy." Remus repeated. Lucius left with his nose in the air, the Marauders promptly turned and stared at Sirius, who pretended to be very interested in the floor.
"Padfoot, what's up with you lately?" Peter asked in amazement.
"What do you mean Wormtail?" Sirius feigned innocence.
"Well, not that it matters really, but that's the first time you've missed a chance to stick up for Wormtail and put Malfoy in his place." The fat little boy replied.
"I'm just... er... Say Prongs, how would you like a round of Quidditch before Charms?" Fiddling with his fork Sirius looked at James out of the corner of his eye, he had decided he might as well get his talk over with, or he'd never be the same.
"What are you talking about it's bloody cold out!" James said, his eyes round as saucers.
"Wormtail, fancy a walk?" Remus asked pointedly.
"Not rea- Oh! Er... sure." Peter waddled out of the hall after Remus. James turned to look at Sirius, very confused, only to find that Sirius was already on his way out to the Quidditch Pitch.
James got out there with his broom just in time to see Sirius take off on his own broomstick, in hot pursuit James zig-zagged around the goalposts once before slowing down next to a stationary Sirius.
"So I take it you don't really want to play Quidditch then?" James said.
"No, only the truly mad would play Quidditch in this cold."
"Right... So, what did you want to talk about?"
"Well, to put it bluntly, Us." Sirius made a point of looking away, but James' eyes followed the back of his head, he could feel them. "I've been thinking about what happened that night, when you told me you had feelings for me. The truth is, I know now that I don't feel the same way about you." There he said it, Letting out a deep breath Sirius looked up expectantly at James. To his shock James was smiling.
"Well that's okay, I've been meaning to tell you, I don't have a crush on you anymore." James said sweetly, "See I met this girl named Lily, and she's really..."
"WHAT?!" Sirius bellowed indignantly, "You make me suffer through sleepless nights wondering how I can tell my best mate that I like someone else? And you have a girlfriend?!"
"Gee, sorry, I didn't know it bothered you so much. Wait a minute, who do you like?" James peered at his best friend with great interest.
"N-no one..." Sirius deflated like a balloon.
"Come on, out with it, you know you can trust me."
"Fine... it's Moony, only don't tell him. I want to do it myself, when the time is right." Running a hand through his hair Sirius felt as though he had made a mistake saying that, not because he didn't trust James, but because he wasn't sure if there was going to be a right time to tell Remus anything. In fact, to be brutally honest, he felt as though that secret should stay deep inside him, he didn't want to get hurt.
"Wow, that's really cool! We could go on double dates and stuff!" James said excitedly, "Once I get around to asking Lily out that is, Oh this is going to be the best!"
Sirius just shook his head and sighed, somehow he didn't think James had caught very much of what he had just said.
Authors Note: There it is! Chapter Two! It's a bit shorter than chapter one, and not as well written I think, but I'm still welcoming reviews and opinions. Poor Wormtail, he's the only one that doesn't have a love life.... Or does he? evil smile