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Chapter 44: Crushed.
I should
have known right from the start
You'd go and break my heart
-Mariah Carey, HeartBreaker
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"Yes, Black?" Andrew glared, "What do you want?"
"Um," Sirius said looking at his feet, "Can I talk to you Bree?"
"Bugger off, Black," Andrew spat.
"Actually, Andrew can you go and get a drink or something while I talk to Sirius?" Bree said staring at Andrew. Andrew mumbled angrily under his breath before walking off the dance floor and sitting moodily at a table, watching their every move.
"What do you need Sirius?" Bree asked.
Sirius stared around him, trying to think of a way to stall time, "Let's dance."
"Alright," Bree said unsure. After dancing silently for a few seconds Bree decided to talk, "Spill."
"What?" Sirius asked confused.
"What is going on?" she asked.
"Um, well," Sirius said trying to find the right words, "It's pretty nice that you and Andrew got back together."
"Yeah, I guess," Bree replied.
"And it's pretty nice that you finally get to go to Paris." Sirius added.
"Yes."
"I'm pretty surprised that we were able to pull that dating thing off." Sirius laughed nervously, "And it's pretty nice that we get along now."
"Yeah, it's nice." Bree said confused, "Sirius what in the bloody hell is wrong with you?"
"Okay, here's the deal," Sirius stopped dancing, "I'm crazy about you. I always have and I always will be. Ever since I was eleven years old I knew I loved you. Even if we fought I still liked you. And when I made up that game I was only hoping to get to be with you and that you would get to be with me without yelling at me. And now that it's over I'm sad…and miserable. And I regret making this whole thing into a game because I don't want it to be a game…I want it to be real. I want us to be real."
Bree looked sadly at the ground, "Sirius, I…you're too late."
"I'm too late?" He repeated helplessly.
Bree glanced at Andrew sadly, "I love Andrew. I'm sorry-"
Sirius stepped away from Bree, "I should've known." He shrugged sadly, "You've always said I was bloody late for everything, didn't you?"
"Sirius-"
"I get it." He stated, "Have fun in Paris."
"Sirius!" Bree said trying to stop him.
"Stop talking to me, Bree." Sirius said backing up a step, "Please don't ever talk to me because you're making things a hundred times worse."
With that Sirius left Bree in the middle of the dance floor alone. But he didn't care, because he felt as if he was alone. Sirius walked quickly up to his dorm and straight to his four poster bed.
"Apparently I'm late." Sirius mumbled into his pillow.
"Me too, mate," James replied sadly from his bed, "Me too."
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"Do you plan on laying in bed all day?" Remus asked poking Sirius in the back.
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because."
"Because he's a miserable fool." Peter said coming out of the bathroom.
"What exactly happened?" James asked sitting up and opening up his curtains.
"We should ask you that," Peter said rolling his eyes, "I see you and Lily continue to spat like useless rats in a box?"
"Shut the bloody hell up, Peter," Remus glared, "We should be the ones asking you what happened last night."
"What are you talking about?" he asked pulling a jacket out of his trunk.
"I didn't see you or Narcissa at the dance at all last night." James said sitting up, "And you came in here hours after the dance ended."
"Why weren't you at the dance, Pete?" Remus asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Why wasn't Narcissa at the dance?" Sirius yelled, "What were you doing with her?"
"We weren't doing anything!" Peter yelled, "The dance was dumb so we left to have a bit of our own fun."
The room stayed silent as all three guys stared at Peter.
"Did you kill anyone, Pete?" Sirius asked.
"Did we…what?" he asked his face turning white, "Why would you think that, Sirius?"
"Did you kill anyone?" Sirius repeated, "Narcissa is known for going out on nights where most of the school is busy and killing people."
"I don't know what you're talking about-"
"Who did you kill, Peter?" Sirius asked as James and Remus watched.
"I didn't kill anyone."
"Did you kill Bethany?" Sirius asked, sending chills up everyone's spine.
"What about Bethany?" Remus asked quietly, "Sirius, where are you getting this absurd information?"
"Bethany is dead." Sirius stated, "I was taking a walk about two in the morning, before Peter came back, and I found Dumbledore in the hallway with McGonagall, standing over her dead body. Did you murder her, Peter?"
"Are you sure, Sirius?" James asked, his face white.
"Go and look in her dorm." Sirius said pointing to the door, "She's not there. Her stuff and her body are being taken to her parents today. I helped Dumbledore care her dead body to the Hospital wing last night. Then I came back here and about an hour later…Peter stumbled in."
"Did you…do this, Peter?" James asked, his voice cracking, "You…murdered?"
"I did not!" Peter said, his face as white as clouds, "I did not murder her! I didn't kill anyone!"
"How can we trust you?" Remus asked quietly, "You were with Narcissa last night…how do we know you guys weren't doing these terrible things?"
"I didn't kill anyone!" Peter screamed. He stared at his three friends before turning around and leaving the dorm angrily.
"Do you really think he killed her?" James asked quietly after a few minutes.
Sirius shrugged, "Could have. Him going to the dance with Narcissa is too odd. Her group could've done it…or made him do it. We'll never know."
Remus hung his head, "How do we know to trust him?"
Sirius shrugged, "He won't be making anymore moves. He knows we're on to him, if he is connected to this death of course. No attacks will occur in the castle for awhile."
"I hope so." James said, "This is just too weird."
"We won't find out until after break if he had anything to do with this." Remus stated.
"How?"
"Ask around and see if anyone saw him that night." Sirius said, reading Remus' mind.
"Until then?" James asked.
"We worry." Sirius stated, falling back onto his bed.
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