Drea laid quietly in her hospital bed contemplating the events that had occurred in the past 24 hours. Her chest ached badly and she could tell that she had rather bad bruising on it. She felt almost sick to her stomach thinking about the way Sirius's face had dropped into a sad disbelieving smile. She always ended up hurting others, even though she never intended to.
She now began to think about Remus and all that went with being his mate. She hadn't any idea before today that his feelings for her were more than that of a friend's. She remembered the very first time she had met him; it was only a year ago or so. She had always known who he was as well as she knew of Sirius, James and Peter, but never had she talked or made herself known to any of them. She was one to sit in the back of the classroom and keep to herself most of the time. She'd been brought up that way, you could say, though it was not by her choice.
She had been sitting in the library, reading a book on the technique of being a chaser in the game of Quidditch. (After all, she had been playing the position for years.) It was by chance that she had met him, he happened to trip over her book bag and land smack on his arse, knocking her and her chair over at the same time. They both laid there on the floor for a minute, absorbing the shock of what had just happened.
Then Remus got up quickly and muttered many apologies as he helped her up and then righted her chair. They got to chatting and ended up talking for hours on end that night about all sorts of things. From there on out they were mates, but mostly only ever speaking to each other in the library or a few words here and there during classes and meals. Though, they frequently owled each other over the tiniest thing, from Remus having an itch to Drea feeling tired.
Then Drea met Sirius... and everything had changed. Though her and Remus seemed to have grown closer in the time that she had been involved with Sirius, she'd never really gotten the idea that Remus fancied her. Atleast she knew now.
"I'm with Sirius..." she breathed to herself, unsure of what she was feeling.
She couldn't quite make out what she was feeling. She knew that she felt something for Sirius, he'd shown her something she hadn't ever seen before in someone that night in the astronomy tower. He treated her well, he seemed to be genuine about his intentions, but still she couldn't help but wonder what was there with Remus.
It was once said that best mates make the finest lovers, for they already truly know who you are and still love you all the same. Remus fit into this category. He knew her likes and dislikes and even listened to her horror stories about her and Lucius when they were children. He knew that she had a dark side and wasn't one to be reckoned with, but also enjoyed softer things such as deep conversations and quirky little things any girl would like.
Sirius hardly knew her. He only knew what he had seen on the outside and the very little that she had let him see of her on the inside. He liked her for the person she seemed to be, but that person was somewhat of a lie. Her tough front was just that, a front. Yes she was a tough girl, but not as entirely tough as she played herself off to be. Yet still, she was intrigued by his cocky personality and bold witty demeanor. He made her laugh constantly, and always was uplifting to be around. He was the bad boy with a good side that every girl dreamed about...
She wanted to talk to Remus, in fact she needed to. She desperately wanted to know exactly where they stood and what he felt. She almost knew now that things would never be the same between he and her from here on out. The tiniest of events had made sure of that....
Sirius sat at the edge of his 4 poster with his elbows propped up on his knees and his face in his hands. He couldn't understand why all of this was bothering him so much. It was all just a game wasn't it? A simple prank that he would soon be finished pulling off and then could drop her like every other girl he'd ever been involved with.
Still, he couldn't let go of the fact that his best mate was now competing for her too. Sirius Black had never in all his years, ever had to compete for a girl's heart. It was unheard of in his world. He got what he wanted.. when he wanted it. Simple as that.
But this time around there was something different, much to his dislike , he could almost swear he was falling for her too....
"So... The game is on." Sirius whispered to himself, falling back on his bed. Maybe this time he would play for real... instead of for play. Maybe he would play to keep her heart this time, instead of just using it.