Chapter Three
Poetry, Quidditch, One Girl
Later on in the common room...
I was doing my DADA report on werewolves. I was bored after five minutes of it. I leaned back wondering how I could escape it. When the unmistakable sound of a jar braking and the sound of grunting sound came. I turned around to see -
"REMUS!" I screamed. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean too! I didn't know anyone was there! Here, let me!"
"It's okay."
"No really." I insisted.
I bent over and pick up most of the papers. And picked up one with ink covered in it. I could only make out a little of it:
C----------I'm
---------love?
R---------------
----------you--
S----------confess-----
Time -----------
I couldn't make out the rest but before I could make anything of it. Remus ripped it out of my hands.
"I'm sorry, it's just that I don't like anyone reading my -"
"You write poetry?" I asked. He was becoming dreamier by the minute.
"Ye-yeah." He stuttered.
"That's so cool! Can I read some sometime?" I asked as if I had knew him forever and we were great friends.
"Yeah, if you really want -" He started.
"Oh, I would!"
"Okay, how about Saturday at 6:00?"
"Perfect!"
"Okay, how about here?"
"Perfect again!"
"Okay! See you then!"
"Bye!" I was disappointed to see him go, but I was so excited about Saturday!
The next day,
"THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY!" I screamed as we got into the common room not caring about anyone else.
"Really!" Gina said following me.
Gina and me went into conversation.
Later on, Sirius Black and his group of "Marauders," came in.
"Hey Sirius, we're going up to the dorm ok?" We heard James, Remus, and peter say.
"I think I'll stay here." Sirius said.
"Okay, later." They said as they walked up tot heir dorm.
Sirius sat down and read his book.
"Go on, talk to him!" Gina said.
"No, I don't wanna!"
Gina got up and pushed me over and I stumbled into Sirius on the moth-eaten couch.
"Oh, hello, Christy!"
"Hi Sirius!" I said shooting a death stare over at Gina.
"Well I'm tired," Gina said. "I think I'll go to bed! Night!"
"Night, Gina." Sirius said.
"Night." I said shooting another stare at her.
"So," he said.
"So."
"Ummm, going to the Quidditch game this Sunday?" He said hopefully.
"Umm, yeah, planning on it." I said. "Though, I was never a good flier."
"Want me to teach ya?"
"Yeah!"
"Okay, how about tomorrow at 6:00 at the Quidditch pitch!"
"Okay."
"Okay, see you later!" He said happily.
"Wait what's tomorrow?"
"Saturday!" He called.
"Oh, Sirius! Sirius!" I called up. But it was too late he was already up there.
"Oh, no this is bad!"
All of the next day, I tried to catch one the guys, but they were off to places unknown.
Finally it was six. I decided to go with Remus, I mean, I did make the plans with him first.
I went in the common room and there he was. Suddenly, I didn't care about Sirius. I just wanted to be here with Remus.
"Hey, Christy."
"Hey Remus. So what have you go for me?"
"Well I got these, in this folder."
"Okay." I was looking through and found the paper that was ruined. It was re-written. Suddenly Remus got this odd look on his face, I began to read it:
Christy can't you see I'm
Hastily in love with you?
Really, I know I'm reserved, and silent but
I really love you!
So, when will I confess my love for you?
Time will tell, but until then
You live oblivious to my love.
"Oops that wasn't suppose to be in there!" Remus said ripping that out of my hands.
"Did you write that?" I said amazed. Could he really love me back?
"Umm - yeah." He said as if he expected me to blow up.
"Maybe you could teach me how to write poetry." I said. Remus looked a little apprehensive.
"Well I-I"
I started to write out -