A.N. yo, how you all doing? i hope good. anyways, i'm sorry i haven't reviewed for a while, although it wasn't my fault. i'm a flippin' high school student for goodness sakes! anyways, has i've said before, i have no clue about cutting so....i'm sorry if it's not really realistic.
Chapter 12
Sirius fought to regain his conscienceness. He finally managed to blink his eyes open and he looked around. He found himself in the hospital wing. There, sitting next to him was James Potter, dozing slightly in his chair.
Sirius looked at him closely before examining his arms. There were still several scars on his arm and he sill felt weak. Of course, no one else knew why he was so weak. Cutting oneself usually didn't result in that kind of consequence unless he lost an excessive amount of blood. The truth was Sirius hadn't been eating at all for the last month. It would seem that Sirius lost his appetite when he cut himself for no explainable reason. In other words, he'd been starving himself for the past month.
Sirius looked at a needle that was going into his arm. It looked like some kind of muggle invention. An IV? Maybe. Who knew?
Sudden movement to Sirius's side caught his attention and he saw James awakening.
James shook his head and made his eyes focus before gazing over at Sirius who was gazing right back at him. For a moment they just stared at each other. Then James lunged at him and gave him a big, tight hug around his waste.
When he pulled away, he hit Sirius hard on the shoulder. "Don't you EVER do something like that again or I'll murder you!"
Sirius smiled slightly and shook his head. He gazed around again. "Did you tell Remus?" he asked.
James looked at Sirius closely and then shook his head. "No, it wasn't my secret to tell. I think you should tell him though."
"What? Why? He's not even really tried to be my friend since the moment he learned my name on the train. I don't know why I should even bother."
"Well, you haven't been trying to be friendly either," James pointed out, almost impatient sounding.
Sirius, oddly enough, had no reply for that.
After a few moments of silence, James said softly, "You know, he went to go get some spell placed on him so he could lip read. The same one my parents had placed on them when you first came to live with us."
Sirius gaped at James then. Could Remus really have done that? Sirius had always assumed that Remus hated him because of his family. After a few moments, Sirius mouthed, "Really? He...he did that for me?"
"Yep, and he's been really worried about you too. He wanted me to tell him, but I didn't. He's...he's coming in later to see you."
"How long have I been here?"
"A few days. Three."
"Three days? Why?"
"Because you were starving yourself, you had cut yourself, and you were asleep the entire time!" exclaimed James angrily. "Sirius," he said in a softer voice,"why did you start again? You promised you wouldn't anymore. Yet...why?"
"I don't know," replied Sirius after thinking about it for a moment. "I think I was tired of being underestimated, tired of being ignored, and tired...of my parents."
"What do your parents have to do with this?" asked James.
Sirius put his hand into his pocket and pulled out several wadded up pieces of paper. He handed them all to James who took them with a confused expression on his face. Silently, James opened them and read them. The first one brought a look of anger and sympathy to his face. Then sorrow and disbelief.
When he was finished reading them, James looked up, a disgusted expression on his face. "Who would ever say that to you? You are absolutely none of those things."
"Of course I am," argued Sirius, sitting up straighter in the bed. "I'm mute aren't I?"
"Yes, but-oh. Your parents..."
"Yep."
Silence fell between the two friends once more. Sirius started coughing. James looked over to him, a worried expression on his face. James, for his part, couldn't believe that Sirius's parents could say that to him. It just seemed...unthinkable for a parent to be so cruel to their child.
The door opened randomly and in walked Remus Lupin. James smiled slightly and Sirius looked uncertain. Remus walked right past James without even acknowledging him and stared straight at Sirius the entire time. When he reached Sirius's bedside, he quickly grabbed one of his arms and held it up to his eyes. His expression was unreadable and he soon let go of Sirius's arm. "So...what's wrong?" asked Remus, gazing down at the mute boy with a worried expression on his face. He wasn't really sure what to make of the boy yet. He knew that Sirius was not like the other Black's, but still....
Sirius didn't answer, but only looked at Remus sharply, as if trying to detect some contempt. He didn't though and his gaze softened, giving him a tired look. Remus realized that and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Why are you cutting yourself?"
"I'm mute," Sirius finally said, looking over to Remus to see if he understood. He looked slightly confused. "Remember what I said about my parents? About them not liking anything different? Well, I'm different and they've decided now is a good time to remind me."
"But enough to make you want to hurt yourself. Enough to make you want to starve yourself?"
Sirius nodded. "I've also been tired of being ignored and underestimated. I'm just as capable as everyone else here, if not more than most."
"I believe you. But...cutting? Dude, it's not worth it."
"Maybe for you, but not for me."
"Come on. I know we didn't get off on the best foot, but...we can start again, you know. I think it would be cool to be your frined."
Sirius looked surprised at the offer. He smiled slightly and then nodded. "I agree. I'm Sirius Black," he said, holding out his hand to shake his.
Remus returned the hand shake and said softly, "Remus Lupin."
James suddenly jumped up, happy that his two friends had stopped fueding about absolutely nothing. "And I'm James Potter!" he exclaimed, causing Remus and Sirius to laugh and throw pillows at him. "Hey!"
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A.N.: how was that? i don't think it was very good, but.....i don't know. please review. the next one will be longer. muchas gracias.
Chapter 12
Sirius fought to regain his conscienceness. He finally managed to blink his eyes open and he looked around. He found himself in the hospital wing. There, sitting next to him was James Potter, dozing slightly in his chair.
Sirius looked at him closely before examining his arms. There were still several scars on his arm and he sill felt weak. Of course, no one else knew why he was so weak. Cutting oneself usually didn't result in that kind of consequence unless he lost an excessive amount of blood. The truth was Sirius hadn't been eating at all for the last month. It would seem that Sirius lost his appetite when he cut himself for no explainable reason. In other words, he'd been starving himself for the past month.
Sirius looked at a needle that was going into his arm. It looked like some kind of muggle invention. An IV? Maybe. Who knew?
Sudden movement to Sirius's side caught his attention and he saw James awakening.
James shook his head and made his eyes focus before gazing over at Sirius who was gazing right back at him. For a moment they just stared at each other. Then James lunged at him and gave him a big, tight hug around his waste.
When he pulled away, he hit Sirius hard on the shoulder. "Don't you EVER do something like that again or I'll murder you!"
Sirius smiled slightly and shook his head. He gazed around again. "Did you tell Remus?" he asked.
James looked at Sirius closely and then shook his head. "No, it wasn't my secret to tell. I think you should tell him though."
"What? Why? He's not even really tried to be my friend since the moment he learned my name on the train. I don't know why I should even bother."
"Well, you haven't been trying to be friendly either," James pointed out, almost impatient sounding.
Sirius, oddly enough, had no reply for that.
After a few moments of silence, James said softly, "You know, he went to go get some spell placed on him so he could lip read. The same one my parents had placed on them when you first came to live with us."
Sirius gaped at James then. Could Remus really have done that? Sirius had always assumed that Remus hated him because of his family. After a few moments, Sirius mouthed, "Really? He...he did that for me?"
"Yep, and he's been really worried about you too. He wanted me to tell him, but I didn't. He's...he's coming in later to see you."
"How long have I been here?"
"A few days. Three."
"Three days? Why?"
"Because you were starving yourself, you had cut yourself, and you were asleep the entire time!" exclaimed James angrily. "Sirius," he said in a softer voice,"why did you start again? You promised you wouldn't anymore. Yet...why?"
"I don't know," replied Sirius after thinking about it for a moment. "I think I was tired of being underestimated, tired of being ignored, and tired...of my parents."
"What do your parents have to do with this?" asked James.
Sirius put his hand into his pocket and pulled out several wadded up pieces of paper. He handed them all to James who took them with a confused expression on his face. Silently, James opened them and read them. The first one brought a look of anger and sympathy to his face. Then sorrow and disbelief.
When he was finished reading them, James looked up, a disgusted expression on his face. "Who would ever say that to you? You are absolutely none of those things."
"Of course I am," argued Sirius, sitting up straighter in the bed. "I'm mute aren't I?"
"Yes, but-oh. Your parents..."
"Yep."
Silence fell between the two friends once more. Sirius started coughing. James looked over to him, a worried expression on his face. James, for his part, couldn't believe that Sirius's parents could say that to him. It just seemed...unthinkable for a parent to be so cruel to their child.
The door opened randomly and in walked Remus Lupin. James smiled slightly and Sirius looked uncertain. Remus walked right past James without even acknowledging him and stared straight at Sirius the entire time. When he reached Sirius's bedside, he quickly grabbed one of his arms and held it up to his eyes. His expression was unreadable and he soon let go of Sirius's arm. "So...what's wrong?" asked Remus, gazing down at the mute boy with a worried expression on his face. He wasn't really sure what to make of the boy yet. He knew that Sirius was not like the other Black's, but still....
Sirius didn't answer, but only looked at Remus sharply, as if trying to detect some contempt. He didn't though and his gaze softened, giving him a tired look. Remus realized that and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Why are you cutting yourself?"
"I'm mute," Sirius finally said, looking over to Remus to see if he understood. He looked slightly confused. "Remember what I said about my parents? About them not liking anything different? Well, I'm different and they've decided now is a good time to remind me."
"But enough to make you want to hurt yourself. Enough to make you want to starve yourself?"
Sirius nodded. "I've also been tired of being ignored and underestimated. I'm just as capable as everyone else here, if not more than most."
"I believe you. But...cutting? Dude, it's not worth it."
"Maybe for you, but not for me."
"Come on. I know we didn't get off on the best foot, but...we can start again, you know. I think it would be cool to be your frined."
Sirius looked surprised at the offer. He smiled slightly and then nodded. "I agree. I'm Sirius Black," he said, holding out his hand to shake his.
Remus returned the hand shake and said softly, "Remus Lupin."
James suddenly jumped up, happy that his two friends had stopped fueding about absolutely nothing. "And I'm James Potter!" he exclaimed, causing Remus and Sirius to laugh and throw pillows at him. "Hey!"
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A.N.: how was that? i don't think it was very good, but.....i don't know. please review. the next one will be longer. muchas gracias.