Chapter four: The Problem & The Girl
Sirius's POV When Remus said he'd be spending the Hogsmeade trip with Ally, I didn't suspect a thing. Sure, they had gone out for a long time, but had been friends for longer. And still were. I knew that Remus didn't like her, I just did. Just from the way he looked at her, and how they walked and everything. Remus just didn't like her in that way.
But, when I saw them in the Three Broomsticks, as soon as I saw her face, I knew the same couldn't be said for Ally. I knew that despite him breaking up with her for not really truly loving her, Ally had never stopped. Loving Remus, that is. And this meant trouble. Ally had every guy in Hogwarts hanging off her, but she was different to me. She actually liked it. She could seduce anyone, and I knew that if I left everything how it was for too long, I'd bet my Nimbus 1000 that within a week Remus would be drooling at her.
It was such a shame. All her talents put to waste. She had thought up some of the most ingenious pranks -- but no! She hasn't! I can't think like that! She's evil! She's out to steal Moony!
When she explained to me all that stuffs about her asking Remus to get together and him refusing and all that -- I totally believed her. So completely believed her. I knew James and Peter felt the same way, too.
And then I had to spend the rest of the day with that bitch.
When we got back to school, Remus went to finish his homework, and I got to talk with James privately.
"James," I said, well, Seriously, "We've got a problem here." "I think it's 'Housten, we've got a problem here'. Not James." he replied.
"Huh?" What the hell?
"Sorry. Muggle thing," he explained.
"Anyway, James. We have a problem." "What problem do we have now that we haven't had before?" he asked confused. "Ally!" "So? What about her?" I felt like slapping him.
"She likes Remus!" James attempted to raise an eyebrow, failed, and raised them both instead. "Aaaand?" I really wanted to slap him then.
"I reckon she's going to try to seduce him!" I said conspiratorialy, and James thought for a second. "I'm not so sure about the seducing thing," he replied thoughtfully. "But I think you're right about her liking Remus. If you just told her about you --" "No!" I cried, astouned at James's stupidity. "You can't tell her!" "Why not? You know how Ally is about keeping secrets! That's why Remus always told Ally his. In fact, that might be why they went to Hogsmeade together! So Remus could tell her he liked you!" "James, don't you get it?! He doesn't like me! He never will..." I drifted off depressedly, and sunk back into my chair. "Never." I felt tears beginning to prick my eyelids, but I refused them, and looked out of the window instead.
"His hair...his eyes...his smile...he couldn't ever be mine," I murmered, feeling single tears rolling down my cheeks. "It's agony, James. To see him every day, knowing that you'll never be able to be his. Never be able to stroke his hair, to look into his eyes like that, to kiss those lips." I looked over to Remus, who was still bent over his work. "Every day, every hour, every time I see him, I just want to scream how I feel to him. Scream that I love him. He's driving me crazy, James. I've never felt like this about anyone. No-one has made me feel this special, and he can't ever love me. Never. James, can't you see?"
That night I had a dream. Not just any dream. A dream with Remus in it. Iove these dreams with Remus, they take me breifly away from the cold harsh world where he can never be mine, where I can take a glimpse at what could be.
Or, is it could have been?
It started we were on the hill over the lake, watching the sun set over the mountains together. I rested me head on Remus's shoulder, and just stared into the sunset smiling softly. A slight breeze blew my hair out from behind my ear. Remus reached out a hand and tucked it back behind my hair and started stroking my hair.
When, the sun finally set.
Remus turned to look at me, to stare into my eyes with those wide amber eyes of his. He smiled, the wind blowing his hair to the side, leaned in and--
"GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!!"
Remus's POV
I had the weirdest dream that night. It was my first, ever, dream with Sirius in it.
And I loved it.
Everything was so perfect. It was all so tranquil, so calm, so serene. Like neither of us had any worries or cares, and nowhere else we'd rather be. Like we would stay right there forever if we could. In that same position, for all eternity.
We were sitting on the hill over the lake which was, ironically, the place where me and Ally first kissed. We were watching the sun set over th mountains in the distance, and I sighed softly. It was the most beautiful sunset I'd ever seen. The colours were truly amazing.
I felt Sirius rest his head on my shoulder, and there was a slight breeze that blew Sirius's hair slightly from behind his ear. I reached out to tuck it back, and started stroking his hair, enjoying it's soft silkiness as it ran through my fingers.
That was when the sun set.
All too soon, in my opinion.
But, I wouldn't have thought that if I'd known what was going to happen next. Sirius turned to face me, smiling slightly, as though this moment was too special for a beam; too precious for a frown. He closed his eyes, leant toward me and--
"GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!!"
I sat straight up, blinking furiously, and cried, "What the hell?!" I heard Sirius shout exactly the same thing at exactly the same time in the bed next to me. Finally, my eyes became focused, ad I saw James standing over me and Sirius' beds.
"What was that for, James?!" I cried. I usually didn't mind when James woke me up, but that was a good dream!
"Yeah, Prongs! Ar, I hate waking up early," Sirius said, scratching himself.
James, apparently, didn't care. He was giggling like mad. Damn, I hate him.
Sirius looked as though ready to pounce on him, which stopped James. "Um, Sirius, I wouldn't do that if I were you." He looked at Sirius, and I saw what he meant. "You, too, Rem." I looked at my bed and blushed.
"So, Rem, who's the girl?" Peter asked, obviously woken from James's shouting like us, and I blushed even redder. I scanned my brain for someone. "Um, you wouldn't know, uh, her." Sirius looked skeptical, and James looked curious. "Come on, Remmie. We know every girl in the school." "Um, Ok. She's in Ravenclaw, and, she has long black hair, and these really amazing eyes," I finished kinda dreamily. "She's in my Muggle Studies class."
James stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Haven't heard of her. Is she new?" I nodded. "Cool."
"What about you, Sirius?" Peter asked, and James and Sirius laughed.
"Do you have to ask?" Sirius said in between giggles.
"Yeah, Sirius' got practically the whole female population of Hogwarts on his mind!" James cried, and I couldn't help sigh. He would never be mine.
"What's up, Rem?" James asked, and I jumped, not realising I had sighed out loud. "It's...nothing." "Come on, Rem. We tell you all our problems and stuffs," Sirius said encouragingly. "It's pronounced 'stuff'. Not 'stuffs'." I said, stalling.
"Not when I say it it's not. Now, out with it!" I sighed again, and leaned back on my bed. "It's just...that girl I told you I liked? Well...I really like her. I think I'm in love with...her," I said, just saying things as they came to mind. "She's really beautiful, and smart, and funny, and...everything. It's just...I know she doesn't like me back," I finished softly.
"How do you know?" James asked, and I thought about it. How did I know Sirius didn't like me?
"She....she's got a boyfriend. They're pretty serious." No pun intended. Ok, well, maybe it was intended a little.
"She might like you still," James said, almost hopefully. "I mean," "I know what you mean. But I know she doesn't like me. We're...sort of, half-friends. Sometimes we help each other out with assignments and things. The thing is, she doesn't blush, or stammer or anything like that, or avoid me or anything." "Maybe she's just really good at hiding it?" James asked. It was actually starting to get pretty annoying now.
"Look! Just give it up! She doesn't like me!" I cried grumpily, and lay down on my bed, thinking.
"Can I just ask one more question?" "What?" "What's her name?" "Sienna," I answered, saying the first name that came to mind. James squeaked, and I stared at him. "Huh?" I asked. James was looking...unusually happy. As in, happier than usual. "Nothing, nothing," he said quickly, not bothering to hide the happiness on his face and in his voice. "Hey, let's get down to breakfast before there's none left."
James's POV
Wow.
I actually did it. I know it.
Remus likes Sirius.
I don't know how I know. Just, when Remus was describing 'Sienna', it was like he was describing Sirius! The hair, and the eyes, and everything. And with not liking him back, and with the 'boyfriend'...and the name! Sienna! Sirius? Sienna? He probably said the first name that came to mind.
Which means that his mind was on Sirius. Which means he likes Sirius! I'm sure of it!
I don't think I should tell Sirius, though. Not yet. Not until I'm completely sure of it. Not that I'm not already, I just need some evidence. To convince Sirius and me.
And even if I did have the evidence, I'd still not be sure if I should tell him. This 'stuffs', as Sirius says, is very personal. Maybe I should wait. Maybe I should get a second opinion. Maybe I should have a time thing, you know, if they don't confess their love for each other until Christmas I'll tell him, or something.
Ar, this thing is causing nothing but problems. I'll be glad when it's over and Remus and Sirius confess their undying love for each other.
Unfortunately, I can't see that happening in this millenium.
Hey, that's only about 30 years or something!
Well, I'm going for a second opinion. I'm going to the only person I could see Remus telling, the only person who wouldn't tell anyone else, the only person Sirius considers an enemy. Besides 'Sienna', that is. Heh. He's his own enemy.
Ally.
Dun, dun dunnn...dramatic music
Sirius' POV
Duh! Of course! How could I not know! He likes smeone else!
Someone in Ravenclaw. That's just like him, to like someone because they're smart, not because they have a hot body. That's one of the reasons I love him.
Wait...I've never heard of someone called Sienna. Maybe it means he likes someone else that he doesn't want us to know he likes her about? Boy, was that sentance demented. But who?
Wait...Ally.
Smart? Yes. Funny? Yes. Beautiful? Hell yeah. Bloody hell! Even in my state of shock and apaulment (Is that even a word?) I have to commend her -- that was fast! Seducing him, I mean.
That's it. That really is it! I can't beleive she would do this to me! I thought she was my friend. Ok, so she hasn't been my friend for a while, but I thought she thought that she was my friend.
She is so dead.
Sirius's POV When Remus said he'd be spending the Hogsmeade trip with Ally, I didn't suspect a thing. Sure, they had gone out for a long time, but had been friends for longer. And still were. I knew that Remus didn't like her, I just did. Just from the way he looked at her, and how they walked and everything. Remus just didn't like her in that way.
But, when I saw them in the Three Broomsticks, as soon as I saw her face, I knew the same couldn't be said for Ally. I knew that despite him breaking up with her for not really truly loving her, Ally had never stopped. Loving Remus, that is. And this meant trouble. Ally had every guy in Hogwarts hanging off her, but she was different to me. She actually liked it. She could seduce anyone, and I knew that if I left everything how it was for too long, I'd bet my Nimbus 1000 that within a week Remus would be drooling at her.
It was such a shame. All her talents put to waste. She had thought up some of the most ingenious pranks -- but no! She hasn't! I can't think like that! She's evil! She's out to steal Moony!
When she explained to me all that stuffs about her asking Remus to get together and him refusing and all that -- I totally believed her. So completely believed her. I knew James and Peter felt the same way, too.
And then I had to spend the rest of the day with that bitch.
When we got back to school, Remus went to finish his homework, and I got to talk with James privately.
"James," I said, well, Seriously, "We've got a problem here." "I think it's 'Housten, we've got a problem here'. Not James." he replied.
"Huh?" What the hell?
"Sorry. Muggle thing," he explained.
"Anyway, James. We have a problem." "What problem do we have now that we haven't had before?" he asked confused. "Ally!" "So? What about her?" I felt like slapping him.
"She likes Remus!" James attempted to raise an eyebrow, failed, and raised them both instead. "Aaaand?" I really wanted to slap him then.
"I reckon she's going to try to seduce him!" I said conspiratorialy, and James thought for a second. "I'm not so sure about the seducing thing," he replied thoughtfully. "But I think you're right about her liking Remus. If you just told her about you --" "No!" I cried, astouned at James's stupidity. "You can't tell her!" "Why not? You know how Ally is about keeping secrets! That's why Remus always told Ally his. In fact, that might be why they went to Hogsmeade together! So Remus could tell her he liked you!" "James, don't you get it?! He doesn't like me! He never will..." I drifted off depressedly, and sunk back into my chair. "Never." I felt tears beginning to prick my eyelids, but I refused them, and looked out of the window instead.
"His hair...his eyes...his smile...he couldn't ever be mine," I murmered, feeling single tears rolling down my cheeks. "It's agony, James. To see him every day, knowing that you'll never be able to be his. Never be able to stroke his hair, to look into his eyes like that, to kiss those lips." I looked over to Remus, who was still bent over his work. "Every day, every hour, every time I see him, I just want to scream how I feel to him. Scream that I love him. He's driving me crazy, James. I've never felt like this about anyone. No-one has made me feel this special, and he can't ever love me. Never. James, can't you see?"
That night I had a dream. Not just any dream. A dream with Remus in it. Iove these dreams with Remus, they take me breifly away from the cold harsh world where he can never be mine, where I can take a glimpse at what could be.
Or, is it could have been?
It started we were on the hill over the lake, watching the sun set over the mountains together. I rested me head on Remus's shoulder, and just stared into the sunset smiling softly. A slight breeze blew my hair out from behind my ear. Remus reached out a hand and tucked it back behind my hair and started stroking my hair.
When, the sun finally set.
Remus turned to look at me, to stare into my eyes with those wide amber eyes of his. He smiled, the wind blowing his hair to the side, leaned in and--
"GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!!"
Remus's POV
I had the weirdest dream that night. It was my first, ever, dream with Sirius in it.
And I loved it.
Everything was so perfect. It was all so tranquil, so calm, so serene. Like neither of us had any worries or cares, and nowhere else we'd rather be. Like we would stay right there forever if we could. In that same position, for all eternity.
We were sitting on the hill over the lake which was, ironically, the place where me and Ally first kissed. We were watching the sun set over th mountains in the distance, and I sighed softly. It was the most beautiful sunset I'd ever seen. The colours were truly amazing.
I felt Sirius rest his head on my shoulder, and there was a slight breeze that blew Sirius's hair slightly from behind his ear. I reached out to tuck it back, and started stroking his hair, enjoying it's soft silkiness as it ran through my fingers.
That was when the sun set.
All too soon, in my opinion.
But, I wouldn't have thought that if I'd known what was going to happen next. Sirius turned to face me, smiling slightly, as though this moment was too special for a beam; too precious for a frown. He closed his eyes, leant toward me and--
"GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!!"
I sat straight up, blinking furiously, and cried, "What the hell?!" I heard Sirius shout exactly the same thing at exactly the same time in the bed next to me. Finally, my eyes became focused, ad I saw James standing over me and Sirius' beds.
"What was that for, James?!" I cried. I usually didn't mind when James woke me up, but that was a good dream!
"Yeah, Prongs! Ar, I hate waking up early," Sirius said, scratching himself.
James, apparently, didn't care. He was giggling like mad. Damn, I hate him.
Sirius looked as though ready to pounce on him, which stopped James. "Um, Sirius, I wouldn't do that if I were you." He looked at Sirius, and I saw what he meant. "You, too, Rem." I looked at my bed and blushed.
"So, Rem, who's the girl?" Peter asked, obviously woken from James's shouting like us, and I blushed even redder. I scanned my brain for someone. "Um, you wouldn't know, uh, her." Sirius looked skeptical, and James looked curious. "Come on, Remmie. We know every girl in the school." "Um, Ok. She's in Ravenclaw, and, she has long black hair, and these really amazing eyes," I finished kinda dreamily. "She's in my Muggle Studies class."
James stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Haven't heard of her. Is she new?" I nodded. "Cool."
"What about you, Sirius?" Peter asked, and James and Sirius laughed.
"Do you have to ask?" Sirius said in between giggles.
"Yeah, Sirius' got practically the whole female population of Hogwarts on his mind!" James cried, and I couldn't help sigh. He would never be mine.
"What's up, Rem?" James asked, and I jumped, not realising I had sighed out loud. "It's...nothing." "Come on, Rem. We tell you all our problems and stuffs," Sirius said encouragingly. "It's pronounced 'stuff'. Not 'stuffs'." I said, stalling.
"Not when I say it it's not. Now, out with it!" I sighed again, and leaned back on my bed. "It's just...that girl I told you I liked? Well...I really like her. I think I'm in love with...her," I said, just saying things as they came to mind. "She's really beautiful, and smart, and funny, and...everything. It's just...I know she doesn't like me back," I finished softly.
"How do you know?" James asked, and I thought about it. How did I know Sirius didn't like me?
"She....she's got a boyfriend. They're pretty serious." No pun intended. Ok, well, maybe it was intended a little.
"She might like you still," James said, almost hopefully. "I mean," "I know what you mean. But I know she doesn't like me. We're...sort of, half-friends. Sometimes we help each other out with assignments and things. The thing is, she doesn't blush, or stammer or anything like that, or avoid me or anything." "Maybe she's just really good at hiding it?" James asked. It was actually starting to get pretty annoying now.
"Look! Just give it up! She doesn't like me!" I cried grumpily, and lay down on my bed, thinking.
"Can I just ask one more question?" "What?" "What's her name?" "Sienna," I answered, saying the first name that came to mind. James squeaked, and I stared at him. "Huh?" I asked. James was looking...unusually happy. As in, happier than usual. "Nothing, nothing," he said quickly, not bothering to hide the happiness on his face and in his voice. "Hey, let's get down to breakfast before there's none left."
James's POV
Wow.
I actually did it. I know it.
Remus likes Sirius.
I don't know how I know. Just, when Remus was describing 'Sienna', it was like he was describing Sirius! The hair, and the eyes, and everything. And with not liking him back, and with the 'boyfriend'...and the name! Sienna! Sirius? Sienna? He probably said the first name that came to mind.
Which means that his mind was on Sirius. Which means he likes Sirius! I'm sure of it!
I don't think I should tell Sirius, though. Not yet. Not until I'm completely sure of it. Not that I'm not already, I just need some evidence. To convince Sirius and me.
And even if I did have the evidence, I'd still not be sure if I should tell him. This 'stuffs', as Sirius says, is very personal. Maybe I should wait. Maybe I should get a second opinion. Maybe I should have a time thing, you know, if they don't confess their love for each other until Christmas I'll tell him, or something.
Ar, this thing is causing nothing but problems. I'll be glad when it's over and Remus and Sirius confess their undying love for each other.
Unfortunately, I can't see that happening in this millenium.
Hey, that's only about 30 years or something!
Well, I'm going for a second opinion. I'm going to the only person I could see Remus telling, the only person who wouldn't tell anyone else, the only person Sirius considers an enemy. Besides 'Sienna', that is. Heh. He's his own enemy.
Ally.
Dun, dun dunnn...dramatic music
Sirius' POV
Duh! Of course! How could I not know! He likes smeone else!
Someone in Ravenclaw. That's just like him, to like someone because they're smart, not because they have a hot body. That's one of the reasons I love him.
Wait...I've never heard of someone called Sienna. Maybe it means he likes someone else that he doesn't want us to know he likes her about? Boy, was that sentance demented. But who?
Wait...Ally.
Smart? Yes. Funny? Yes. Beautiful? Hell yeah. Bloody hell! Even in my state of shock and apaulment (Is that even a word?) I have to commend her -- that was fast! Seducing him, I mean.
That's it. That really is it! I can't beleive she would do this to me! I thought she was my friend. Ok, so she hasn't been my friend for a while, but I thought she thought that she was my friend.
She is so dead.