A.N. ok, here we go, next chapter. i own absoultely nothing, so how do you expect me to own harry potter? good, now that we've sorted that out, read on.
Chapter 15
It took James longer to find Sirius longer to find than he had thought, but he eventually found him curled into a ball on his bed. James was about to kick himself for not finding him sooner. He should have realized his friend would be in their dormitory.
"Hey, Sirius...are you alright?" asked James, knowing the answer already.
Sirius just looked up at him with a glare on his face and gestured his hands to get James to leave.
"I'm not going to leave when you're upset and ready to blow something up. That's not what friends do," argued James and walked over to sit by his friend. Gently, he placed his hand on his distraught friend's back. Sirius seemed to tense up under his touch and seemed to be suppressing a flinch.
"You must think I'm such a wimp and a loser, and a horrible friend," Sirius said after a few moments of silence. "Only a bad friend would think something like that of his best friend."
"You have every right to be afraid of that," said James, gently tilting Sirius's head so Blue eyes were meeting Brown eyes. "People have hurt you before. If I had to go through what you've had to go through...I'd probably be dead."
Sirius shook his head slightly and turned to stare out the window. "You have class," he mouthed. Something was bothering him more than just the boggart, and James intended to find out.
"Sirius, what's wrong?" asked James sternly. "I know it's not just the boggart, so you might as well answer me."
Sirius turned to look at his best friend again. "I'm going to go to my family's house for Christmas and there's nothing you can do to stop me. I don't want to feel like a burden to your family. I don't want to feel as if I'm putting them in danger just because I was too selfish to face my own family. Maybe they've changed. I doubt it, but...it's possible. They might want me back. My family might WANT me. They also might just want to torture me, but right now that's a chance I'm willing to take. Please don't try to talk me out of this either. While I'm at my parent's house, your parents can try to get full guardianship of me if they want to, which I don't see why they would. I, however, have to obey my parents until your parents sign for guardianship. That's the way it has to be, and I accept that. You should too. Just...do you think it'll be alright if I come see you if they do get abuseive?"
"Of course it will be alright. You live with us, and as far as I'm concerned, you have the same right to be there as I do."
"You should be in class," Sirius changed the subject.
"You're more important to me than any class is."
"I would hope so," retorted Sirius. Silence fell between the two boys again.
"What am I going to tell my parents?" inquired James, breaking the silence again.
"The truth, and that if they want guardianship of me, they have to get it soon. I'd prefer not to go "home" for Christmas, but...I don't want to put your family in danger."
"You wouldn't put my family in danger. What could your parents do?"
Sirius gave James a pointed look. "It's what they are willing to do that I'm more afraid of."
James sighed and looked out the window. He almost wished that he had gone to class now. Not because he didn't want to help Sirius, but because all of his "helping" was giving him a headache. "Siri, you do realize that you are my best friend too," he finally said.
Sirius looked slightly confused. "Of course I know that. I've been living with you for two years. Most people bond over that amount of time."
"But...you do realize that you're like my brother?"
"Of course. The feeling is mutual, I might add."
James smiled, suddenly relieved for some odd reason. There was silence again and James looked over at Sirius. His Sirius (but not like that). The Sirius that he had saved from a horrible family. The Sirius that he had saved from loneliness because of his impairment. The Sirius who was considered part of the family. The Sirius who always seemed to have some type of problems going on.
James sighed inaudibly. He had a feeling that there was something that Sirius wasn't telling him and he was determined to discover what it was.
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A.N. ok, i'm sorry that sucked, but i wrote that in like 15 minutes time. please review. it's gonna get cheerful after Christmas. i hope. review review review!!! whoa i sound desperate.
Chapter 15
It took James longer to find Sirius longer to find than he had thought, but he eventually found him curled into a ball on his bed. James was about to kick himself for not finding him sooner. He should have realized his friend would be in their dormitory.
"Hey, Sirius...are you alright?" asked James, knowing the answer already.
Sirius just looked up at him with a glare on his face and gestured his hands to get James to leave.
"I'm not going to leave when you're upset and ready to blow something up. That's not what friends do," argued James and walked over to sit by his friend. Gently, he placed his hand on his distraught friend's back. Sirius seemed to tense up under his touch and seemed to be suppressing a flinch.
"You must think I'm such a wimp and a loser, and a horrible friend," Sirius said after a few moments of silence. "Only a bad friend would think something like that of his best friend."
"You have every right to be afraid of that," said James, gently tilting Sirius's head so Blue eyes were meeting Brown eyes. "People have hurt you before. If I had to go through what you've had to go through...I'd probably be dead."
Sirius shook his head slightly and turned to stare out the window. "You have class," he mouthed. Something was bothering him more than just the boggart, and James intended to find out.
"Sirius, what's wrong?" asked James sternly. "I know it's not just the boggart, so you might as well answer me."
Sirius turned to look at his best friend again. "I'm going to go to my family's house for Christmas and there's nothing you can do to stop me. I don't want to feel like a burden to your family. I don't want to feel as if I'm putting them in danger just because I was too selfish to face my own family. Maybe they've changed. I doubt it, but...it's possible. They might want me back. My family might WANT me. They also might just want to torture me, but right now that's a chance I'm willing to take. Please don't try to talk me out of this either. While I'm at my parent's house, your parents can try to get full guardianship of me if they want to, which I don't see why they would. I, however, have to obey my parents until your parents sign for guardianship. That's the way it has to be, and I accept that. You should too. Just...do you think it'll be alright if I come see you if they do get abuseive?"
"Of course it will be alright. You live with us, and as far as I'm concerned, you have the same right to be there as I do."
"You should be in class," Sirius changed the subject.
"You're more important to me than any class is."
"I would hope so," retorted Sirius. Silence fell between the two boys again.
"What am I going to tell my parents?" inquired James, breaking the silence again.
"The truth, and that if they want guardianship of me, they have to get it soon. I'd prefer not to go "home" for Christmas, but...I don't want to put your family in danger."
"You wouldn't put my family in danger. What could your parents do?"
Sirius gave James a pointed look. "It's what they are willing to do that I'm more afraid of."
James sighed and looked out the window. He almost wished that he had gone to class now. Not because he didn't want to help Sirius, but because all of his "helping" was giving him a headache. "Siri, you do realize that you are my best friend too," he finally said.
Sirius looked slightly confused. "Of course I know that. I've been living with you for two years. Most people bond over that amount of time."
"But...you do realize that you're like my brother?"
"Of course. The feeling is mutual, I might add."
James smiled, suddenly relieved for some odd reason. There was silence again and James looked over at Sirius. His Sirius (but not like that). The Sirius that he had saved from a horrible family. The Sirius that he had saved from loneliness because of his impairment. The Sirius who was considered part of the family. The Sirius who always seemed to have some type of problems going on.
James sighed inaudibly. He had a feeling that there was something that Sirius wasn't telling him and he was determined to discover what it was.
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A.N. ok, i'm sorry that sucked, but i wrote that in like 15 minutes time. please review. it's gonna get cheerful after Christmas. i hope. review review review!!! whoa i sound desperate.