What the blind eye can't see .:.A Sirius Black Romance.:. Part 3
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We're a week in to classes and I am already swamped. It seems as if nothing has changed in the pas 6 years, the professors still love to pile on the homework and torture us with it. I have 3 essays (2 due tomorrow), a star chart (due in 3 days) and I have to practice spells for transfiguration (I can't seem to get anything right in that class). And much to my dismay, the Griffindors didn't have any classes with the Ravenclaws today. br br
Fed up with homework and a tired brain to boot, I exit the common room after hours of studying this and that. Not sure of my destination, I just roam around the hallways. Due to the fact that it's only 8:00 pm, I don't worry about evading the professors, or the caretaker for that matter. After wandering aimlessly for about 15 minutes, while watching some of the portraits along the walls, I trip over my own feet and fall flat on my face. Cursing myself for being so clumsy, I slowly start to get up. But before I'm even an inch off of the floor, I hear a high-pitched scream and I feel someone tripping over me. I mutter quick apologies as I turn to see what misfortunate soul ran in to me, and who I saw was none other than (you guessed it), the lovely Caroline. We sure had been running in to each other a lot lately. Our eyes lock for an instant, I could look into those enchanting purple eyes for all of eternity, just trying to sort out the mystery behind them. What a sight we must be, my lying flat on my face and a young beauty fallen over me, books everywhere and us, looking directly in to each other's eyes, as if bound together. But after a bit, Caroline makes to get up, breaking the magical eye contact. I get up faster than she does, so I offer my hand to help her. br br
"I am so sorry, I uh… I was well, reading and I uh… didn't, I didn't see you there," she says, and looking around at the mess of books, parchment and wands, she continues by saying, "oh wow." br br
"It's perfectly fine Caroline, it was my fault, if I just wasn't such a clumsy git…" I reply, hoisting her up as I speak. The very instant she puts weight on both feet, she goes pale and a pained expression arises upon her face. She nearly falls over once again but luckily I catch her in the nick of time and break her fall. Both of my arms are wrapped tightly around her and then I sling one of her arms over my shoulders. With difficulty, I help Caroline over to a nearby bench, where she can rest comfortably. As she sits, she lets out a small sigh of relief as her foot is relieved of pressure.
"You okay?" I ask with genuine concern. I can't believe I hurt her, unintentionally of course, but still… br br
"Yeah, I just uh… think I twisted my ankle." Great, I not only brought pain to her petite being, but I actually injured her, br br
"Okay, Let me help you up to the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey can take care of that in a jiffy." br br
She nods but then, looking around with sudden realization, whispers, "But… my, my stuff…" I completely forgot about all of that. With a sigh I quickly gather up her things and place them back in to her messenger bag along with her wand. Now I grab my OWN wand and go back over to where Caroline is sitting. br br
"Here you go." Here you go? That's the best thing I can come up with! Sheesh! Way to impress the girl of my dreams. br br
"Thanks" she says quietly. I once again sling her arm around my shoulders and wrap one of my arms around her waist (for support). Caroline winces and I hear her take a sharp intake of breath. This is obviously isn't going to work. I pause for a brief moment to consider the options and after a mere second's wait, I pick her up and carry her bride style. br br
I hold her as if she's a porcelain doll, delicate and precious, and carry her to the hospital wing. Then Madam Pomfrey takes over and guides Caroline over to a bed. She then quickly shoos me away after giving 5 points to Griffindor for "chivalrous actions." I sure could get used to this whole "chivalry" thing, that's for sure. /font
Results:
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Oh wow, I never could've imagined such a splendid occurrence, it was marvelous, heavenly even. Sure my ankle hurts, it hurts terribly actually, but Sirius knew my name, he talked to me, he was worried about me, he CARRIED me! My euphoric mood nearly blocks out the pounding ache in my ankle but before long it comes rushing back. Madam Pomfrey returns with warm tea and she immediately begins work on my injured ankle. It turns out to be a slight, hairline fracture, but it's healed in no time at all. But of course, she demands that I stay the night due to the fact that I "need my rest." br br
Now it's the next day and I'm back in class. I'm in transfiguration (with the Griffindors) and Professor McGonagall tells us to pair up to practice turning rats into parrots. And to my absolute surprise, Sirius doesn't pair up with one of his buddies, but I see him walking towards me, smirking. br br
"How's the ankle?" In shock for a moment I just blinked a few times before snapping back to reality and answering him, "It's great! Madam Pomfrey can fix up a broken ankle in no time!" br br
A sullen, concerned look suddenly appears on his normally laughter filled face and he asks once again, "Broken?" br br
"Yeah." br br
"Sorry…" he says, eyes downcast. br br
"As much my fault as yours Sirius." There was a moment of awkward silence between us as I perform the transfiguration perfectly on my 2nd try. br br
"Marvelous Ms. Frederickson, brilliant as always, 10 points to Ravenclaw." br br
"How do you do it Caroline?" br br
"Do what?" br br
"Understand all of this." br br
"It's simple really, but I just seem to have an aptitude for it anyways," I reply as I watch Sirius' attempts at the spell. It almost hurts to see him trying so hard and his results to be a rat with florescent fur. "I could uh… help you with it sometime," I say, looking down and blushing ferociously, I hope he doesn't notice. "That'd be great Caroline." /font