Part 2 Redemption

He drowns in his dreams

An exquisite extreme I know

He's a damned as he seems

But more Heaven than a heart could hold

Sirius made it hard for me to love him. Mainly because he was such a rebel. He had almost no regard for the rules. He made so many mistakes, and he was so perfect. It mostly started in our fourth year when he came back from summer break. He had grow almost what looked like a foot taller. His hair was uncut and he wore jeans underneath his robes. The boys(even older ones) looked on with astonishment and girls fell at his feet. He didn't care about anything all of a sudden, and no one else cared that he didn't care. Detentions were day-to-day events, and Dumbledore now look forward to hearing what the great Sirius Black had pulled off today. But, Sirius didn't care about that either. He smoked cigarettes in the halls, and he came to class barefoot. He pulled a prank on Snape around the same time everyday, and went detention before anyone told him to.

But then he'd smile at me and I saw redemption in his silver eyes. His eyes told me that he loved me even before we had ever confessed it. His ruff hands fit perfectly in mine. And I fell in love with him again every day. My heart ached, and so did his. And when he held me our hearts ached together as one. But I saw my redemption in his eyes. I often wondered it he saw his in mine.

"Aw, come on Jamie..."

"No, Sirius, I'm not going to sneak up to the Slytherin house with you, that's suicide! We don't even know the password!"

"Not if we use your cloak. And yes we do. At least, I do." Sirius whispered back with a grin. I walked up behind Sirius and James when I saw them muttering excitedly. Peter followed.

And if I tried to save him

My whole world could cave in

It just ain't right

It just ain't right

"Right, the cloak." James said grinning evilly.

"What are you guys planning?" Peter said as we all sat down in the Great Hall for dinner. I noticed Sirius rolled his eyes as he sat across from me. "Explain, James." he said. James nodded, then leaned across the table. I leaned in as well.

"All, right here's what we're gonna do. Tonight, as our dear Slytherin friends sleep, we're gonna sneak in, and..." James' voice faded out as I looked up at Sirius' face. He was so beautiful to me, even then. Looking back on everything, that's what got me hooked, his beauty.

Oh and I don't know

I don't know what he's after

But he's so beautiful

Such a beautiful disaster

I remember that night clearly. After all, that night was the start of many nights. But, that particular night it was cold. Snow was falling outside, and it felt as if my bones froze up. James held the invisibility cloak close to him. I held the Marauder's map. Sirius led us down the dark corridors as his long raven black hair shone blue in the moonlight and flowed behind him in the cold air. I was drawn in.

If I could hold on

Through the tears and the laughter

Would it be beautiful?

Or just a beautiful disaster?