A/n: sometimes I put Ariadne black because I make mistakes. Yeah mix up Black and Chant. XD No, Ariadne's not a Black. Gak, I hate typos. Oh and BTW I have Grease fever right now, along with the rest of my school, so deal with the Grease songs!

edit: Yes i've gone over this chapter for grammar mistakes! yay. And another chapter is on its way. ANGST FILLED TEENS! xD

Sirius Black:

I cannot believe I have that much nerve. I actually took her hand and-
I had taken her hand.
And she had moved away and gotten up and left me there, feeling like a complete idiot. Jesus, after what I'd read in her diary, I'd actually felt she might not have totally refused me.
That is pretty much when I remember that I was pretty rotten when I had met her that morning. Could I do no right!
I get up quickly and I snatch a sight of Ariadne entering the castle. I curse and sprint towards the entrance. As I get there, I don't see her, but she can either go left or right, so I follow my instincts and go right.Deep, deep inside I'm a very instinctive person. I'm at least part dog, andanimals trust their instincts.
Icry outher name as I run through the halls. I feel self-conscience but I don't care. God, how could I have let her go just like that? I curse and lose my energy for searching for her. So I end up standing in my empty dorm room, holding the brown book tightly. Then, with new sudden determination, I stick the book in my cloak pocket and walk out of the dorm room. But as I try climbing the stairs to the girls' dorms-
I jump back as a sharp shock shoots through me. A nearby girl gives me a look and walks right through what I could not pass through. Several girls have to same reaction until one finally decides I could use some help. Thank you God, for nice girls.
"Uh, there's thisspell that won't letboys through until a girl from in here invites you in. Kinda like, uh, vampire." She seems kind of shy, but she invites me through. The first smiles as I walk past her, giving her a grateful grin in remuneration.
I head up the rest of the stairs quickly. I realize myidiotic mistake as I look at all the identical doors in front of me. I know I'm going to feel ridiculous asking some random girl where Ariadne's dorm is, but if I'm going to get on her good side, I should make an effort.
So, even though the girl is giving me the strangest of looks as I approach her, I ask her if she knows where Ariadne Chant's room is. Her questioning look is enough an answer for me. This is what I get for asking around for a girl almost no one knows. Damn Ariadne for being so damn antisocial.
I end up asking so many girls that by the time one actually points to a direction my mouth is already open to say, "Thanks anyway." I nod and grant her a smile, but she's too busy blushing to smile back. Are all the helpful girls this shy? Or are only shy girls helpful?
I stop in front of the door, staring at the wood, wishing I had X-Ray vision to see Ariadne beyond the closed door. What would she be doing, I ask myself. She could be reading, although not the romance novels that most girls were reading.She doesn't really seem to me to be the mushy kind of person.
I'm deep inmy thoughts I don't notice a girl open the door and crash right into me. I grunt in surprise and the girl, the top of her head reaching my nose, looks up at me with astounded eyes. "Oh! Sirius." It was Eli. She looks as beautiful as always.
"Hey, Eli." I say nervously. I mean, what do you say to your ex-girlfriend?
She gives me a bright grin that a year ago would have melted me. But now I just can't see it the same way. After all, she did cheat on me.
Her eyes run over me, as if I'm a doll and not a person who feels her eyes. I feel my face get hot as she licks her lips slowly. So she's still playing that game. Why can't she understand I'm over her? Sheis definitely over me, seeing as how stories ofher and Terry's kink games are regularly spread around the oldergirls and boys.
"So? Any reason you came to see me?" This gives me a start. She thinks I came to see her. How self-absorbed can you be? Well, I don't really need to answer that. Eli has always been in love with herself. Ithink was one of things that made me like her in the first place.
I can't find the words to talk to her now, though. How can I explain to my ex-girlfriend that I'm here to see a girl in her dorm?I know I can't play along with her, that's for sure. She'll think she has me again, and maybe this time she will be able to get me to fall back into her arms.
So I tell her truth. "Look, Eli, I'm here to see Ariadne, do you know if she's in?" I try to look past her into the room, but she closes the door quickly.
"Very funny, Sirius." She interjects and runs her finger down my arm. "Seriously, why are you here?" She's moving closer, and I'm being tofeel, well, forced.I need to control these feelings. I'm tired of running my life on lust, like I did with Eli. I'm through with that.
I don't like the way this conversation is going, so I move my arm away and cross my arms. "Maybe you didn't hear me the last time I said this, but we're over, Eli. We've been over a long time. You chose it, not me." Anger,yes,a very good response toher advances.
She rolls her eyes to make me feel infantile. Just like when we were going out, I can't help thinking. "Look, it was just a kiss. Get over it. I love you, Sirius. He was just a one time thing."
I grab her shoulders hard and my fury flares. "Eli,nothing is ever a one time thing for you. You just want me on your arm to show that you can get the best. I won't be an accessory for you, Eli." I push her away and grab the doorknob.
But Eli's hand falls on mine and I give her one last look. Her eyes are shiny with tears she is threatening to spill, like she's pointing a gun at my head. But I know better than that. I turn away from her quickly. "It doesn't work anymore, Eli. It doesn't." Then I enter the room, and look into the familiar atmosphere. Or at least what I thought would be familiar atmosphere. The room is darker it seems, probably because the blinds that had remained open when I was going out with Eli are now drawn. And sprawled across the bed across from Eli's is Ariadne. She's looking at me with an expression that is either anger or confusion. Probably both. She doesn't say anything, so I silently take out the brown notebook from my cloak pocket, placing it on the bed in front of her. She just stares at the book for the longest time. Neither of us speak.
Then Eli's voice reaches my ears from behind me. "Well, aren't you going to answer him? I was beginning to wonder where that ugly book had gotten to. Well, I guess my hopes are dashed." I don't even want to look at her. Why is she here? Her presence is ruining the speech I had semi-prepared for the moment. I hear the springs on her bed screech as Eli sits, just like they did the year before.
"Look, Ariadne, I didn't-" I begin.
"Thanks, Sirius." I look down at her to see her glaring bloody murderer at Eli. And all at once I'm annoyed at them both. I'm doing everything be friendly with Ariadne but the only thing that gets through to her is Eli. I think that's Eli's plan from the start.
Or perhaps Eli doesn't even want me back at all. She could just want me for the sake of having me while being in relationship,and having another girl paying me some mind. Eli likes to have what she can't possibly, or shouldn't, have. That's why I don't expect it to be long before she ditches the male species for the females.
"Sod you too," I mutter as I stomp out of the dorm.

Ariadne Chant:

I stare after him for a second before jumping off my bed to follow him. I'm rushing to the door when Eli grabs my arm with her perfectly manicured hand. "Don't steal him from me, bitch," she hisses into my ear before pushing my arm away. I refuse to look at her as I stalk out the door.
I should have answered back with some scathing remark. Like,he was never yours.Or bite me. Okay, so bite meisn't very scathing.
"Sirius!" I scream after his receding figure. He turns around slowly, stops. I don't want to run after him anymore. So I walk slowly,and every second seems like a lifetime as he stares me at me with those dark eyes.
I am right in front of him when I stop. Looking him in the eye, I say softly, "Sorry, Sirius." He shrugs nonchalantly. Like he hadn't just walked off angrily, a couple of seconds ago.
"I just thought you might want your diary back. Seeing as how you must have missed it right?" Ah ha.
I raise an eyebrow slowly. "If you didn't read it, how would you know it's my diary?" I stare at him as his eyes widen as he realizes he's trapped.I would have continued playing with him, but I can't help smiling at his expression. He grins back, and Irelax muscles I hadn't even knownwere clenched.
"I didn't know Eli was in your dorm group," He answers. I shrug simply in . "I never thought it was important enough to mention." For the most part 'Eli' always left me alone. But now that she thinks I'm stealing her 'boyfriend', well, I know how she feels about threats. I mean, hearing her after the two of them broke things off, you'd havethough Sirius was an item she missed, not a person.
"Well, sorry, anyway. At least I gave it back." His eyes shine and his arm rubs against mine as he turns and walks out of the hallway. I know then that even if Sirius isn't mine, he can't fall into her trap. "Bye," I whisper. But he doesn't turn around. Damn, damn, damn my lack of confidence.
As soon as I enter the dorm room once again, I feel Elizandria's cold eyes on me. I can't look at her, so instead I take out my nightgown, and walk into the bathroom rapidly, so as to not even give Elizandria a moment to piss me off. I get into bed immediately after and turn off the lights with a quick spell. I can just barely hear Elizandria talking to herself in her sleep.
It's pitch black and I know it's a dream at once. I love these dreams, and the freedom I feelbecause I can do anything, and there will be no consequences once I awaken. But this dream seems dissimilar. I can't open my mouth to speak. And a moment or two later, I don't want to.
The kiss is strange and leaves a hot print on my lips as it retreats. I feel hands on my body, but they are cold, like ice. My hands feel this stranger is close, but there's no sexualspark between us. My hands travel up her neck and face until my fingers feel the closed lids. I hesitant for a second, beforegently pushing them open.
All at once color and light come back and I am surrounded by. . .me. A young me, with bruised arms and bruised lips. My mind travels back to that day, my pulse dancing at the memory. There's a tiny baby me, splattered with blood, but silent, eyesbright and empty, staring at its future self. I stare at the me when I first found out that my magic was not unique. That I could share it with others. Her eyes are brightest of all of the. . .myselfes. Except for one.
She stands closest to me, and her smilelarge. She is the only future me in the whole crowd. The feelings emitted from her are strange, unfamiliar. They snap at me and make my skin tingle. Her hair is short, and all at once I see a small trickle of blood slide down her face, yet she does not move. She doesn't seem to mind the injury at all. All the mespart, splitting into two groups to let someone through. The bloody me, whose memories are not mine, loses herself in the crowd of mes. And the new me coming through is no past me nor is she a future me.
She is I. She takes my hand, and it fits perfectly into mine. She leads me away from the light, murmuring that we must speak in private, away from the others. The others call to me, their voices faint, and their hands reaching out. But one voice cries louder than the rest. Don't forget us, they cry. I make them a silent promise before all is dark again. And my own voice rings though the darkness, echoing in the invisible walls even though my lips do not move.
"Past, Future and me. All you. See how unhappy they are. Soon you will join them, being another one of the crowd for that future you saw. A future us." A laugh cracks through my head.
"Is that bad?" I answer, my voice a river of calm compared to the crazy zigzag voice of the other me.
"You tell me." We stand there, discussing my-our-life in full. Our future. But soon the conversation takes a turn, shattering the sweetness we had tasted together. "Kill us." She whispers into the darkness. I don't answer, still attempting to hold on the sweetness. It doesn't make any sense. We were just conversing about future. What future can we have if I'm dead?
But her next words make the sweetness go away and leaves me alone with the emptiness. "Sirius doesn't care, you know. His words are empty shells for his desire. He wants you, but not for the love we need. Don't let him use you like you don't deserve better." Her words are poison, but Ilap them up anyway. "Kill us before any of them can reach us." I shake my head, and even in the pure darkness the me thatis withme, or is it myself,knows what I feel. "The ones you think might be your friends kill us. Our spirit, all that makes us unique. Kill us while we're still pure." And then the blade sinks deep into my throat and I gag on my blood.

Sirius Black:

"You should serenade her." I jump in surprise.
Prongs elbows Wormtail hard in the ribs andWormtail grunts in pain. "What do you mean?" I say slowly, placing my feet up on the table in the front me, putting down my parchment.
Wormtail shrugs and changes the subject. "Hey, have you heard those songs from Grease? God, that movie-" His face cringes as throw down my pen.
"Come on, Wormy. Don't let ol' Prongs scare you into not speaking. So, who exactly should I serenade?" I give him my best grin, urging him on.
Prongs rolls his eyes and glares at me. "He means Ariadne. You do want to woo her, right?"
I jump up suddenly, scared into action. "What!" I cry loudly enough to attract a few stares. IdecideI need to lower my voice just a bit.
Prongs practices rolling his eyes once more. "Look, Sirius, you can't possibly be that thick, right? I mean, you usually know when you like some girl. I mean, look at Eli-"
"I'd rather not," I reply coldly, as I sit back down and stare Prongs down. "But continue on with this theory about how thick I am." I lean back on thechair, and I give him a good evil look. "I love being insulted"
"I'm trying to say it that way."
"Look, we only want to help." Wormtail adds quietly, and wrings his hands in anxiety at my answer. I have mercy on the poor soul.
"Fine, help. Although I'm not quite sure what you're helping me to do." After a quick pause, I continue. "But I can totally woo Ariadne by myself, anyhow. If I wanted to. I could have any girl, I bet. "
"Oh yeah?" Prongs said softly, his eyes twinkling in challenge. "Let's see you try." Then, standing up and walking until he's right in my face, he finishes. "Serenade the girl tonight. I DARE you." He picks his things off and walks off, enjoying the fact that I had not ruined his exit by getting the last word.
I curse and shove my head between my knees. "Ugh, I feel faint." I look up at Wormtail. "Thank you for giving him the idea."
"Hey!" His hands come up defensively. "You wanted to know what I was talking about!

I find myself in the dark hallway in front of Ariadne's door, singing. My heart pounds as I hear my voice echo in the empty hallway. How had I let Prongs get to me so that I end up doing this?

"I got chills
They're multiplying
And I'm losing control
'Cause the power you're supplying
It's electrifying!"

I scream the last part, hoping no one comes out that shouldn't. Especially that new Gryffinder House Headmistress (1).

"You better shape up
Cause I need a man
And my heart is set on you."

And my heart sinks down to my knees. The voice I hear isn't Ariadne's, but Eli's. The worst that could happen, of coarse, did.
She walks right up to me, all crimped hair, and with her stick-up bangs. Her eyesare sparkling under her blue eye shadow and heavy mascara. Under her cloak you can catch a glimpse of her tight mini and legwarmers. Sure, these things make most boys drool, but right now none of these things affected me much.Note the rightnow.

"You better shape up
You better understand
To my heart I must-
Oh! I knew you would regret your words!"

"Stop!" I cry as I watch Eli's figure approach. "This was a dare, and doesn't mean anything." I back away slowly, putting my hands up in a surrendering motion. Please don't make this end with me running away from her like a six year old afraid of cooties. But her arms surround me before I can do anything. Her breath is on neck as she tries to sound husky. "I want you, Sirius."
I hiss in disgust and push her away. "Yeah. I'm sure you do! You want me as much as I want a blowjob from Snape! And guess what? I want you about the same amount." I turn my back and walk off. Or I try. She grabs my shoulder and pulls me back.
"Who EXACTLY do you think you are! Who do you think I am! Just some girl that you can refuse? I'm not one of your love-sick fans that will sob themselves to sleep when you don't glance at them." Her face transformations into an ugly sneer, which ruins the effect of her make-up. "Like your little Ariadne." I don't answer, but I don't need to. She doesn't plan on stopping. "Yeah, she's head over heals over you. As if you would ever notice. You're so thick, you wouldn't even notice ifyou fell in love with her. Which you never would. I mean, she's SO not your type." Her hands flutter as she talks and tries to move closer without me noticing. I step away.
"And you are?" I ask between gritted teeth.
"But of coarse." More proximity.
"Sod off, bitch." Then I do walk off and Eli doesn't try to stop me.
"Nothin' left, nothing left for me to do," I mutter softly to myself as I walk off.

holy shite. a chapter revised while listening to Punk and Disorderly. Loverly. I didnt remember this chapter being so long when i wrote it oO?