The Lies and Deception of Evans
A/N: Please, read and review. I need the help. I'm still working on a plot right now, but if you have any suggestions, please do tell. I'm going as fast as I can on this story, but any help would be more than welcome.
Disclaimer: I figure I'll just post one of these buddies every chapter so...No, I am not JKR and I don't own anything that has to do with Harry Potter other than this fanfic's plot right here...It isn't a good fanfic, but it is mine...Other than the characters of course. Actually, a few of the characters might be mine, but that's only because I had to make them up...We can't have three people in the entire story. It just doesn't work that way...
Another A/N: Okay, now that's cleared up, time for chapter two...and I STILL DON'T HAVE ANY REVIEWS...I suppose I'll have to force my friends to read and review...Though I don't have many friends. CURSE YOU!
Chapter Two: Padfoot's Dilemma
Panicked thoughts whirled through his confused mind, tearing apart the basis of all he had respected as reality. Out of the swirling tornado of thoughts and feelings, a single question arose.
What the hell had he done?
It was this query that frightened him more than all of the mixed up emotions and logical thoughts. As soon as he distinguished the main question from all of the others, the pandemonium in his brain decreased, letting him think somewhat clearly. He began to ponder the question. What had he done?
It was then that a surge of guilt washed over Sirius. He had betrayed his best mate. He looked down at his hands as he sat up on his four-poster bed. The terrible feeling of fault made this situation all the more horrible to deal with. His mind flashed back to the moment of his betrayal. He had never thought of, heaven forbid, Lily Evans in any way other than that of a girl who loved to spoil his fun. He rested his elbows on his knees and let his head
fall into his hands, mussing his shoulder-length black hair.
Sirius Black trembled slightly. This was not how it was supposed to end up. It was supposed to be Evans and Potter. If only James had not been so clear about the fact that Lily was 'his girl' perhaps now, Sirius wouldn't feel so horrid about his actions. And yet, through the guiltiness, there was a lingering delight at the way Lily's mouth had felt against his. If only, perhaps, she had pushed him away, stopped him or even, to knock some sense into his blank mind, slapped him. Alas, what was done was done, and could not be reversed.
His first thought had been to forget it had happened, but he soon came to realize that he could not forget. And yet, he also couldn't go further, for fear of James discovering what had happened. He lifted his head from his hands and was surprised to find a distinct wetness on his face. He brought the sleeve of his robe up and wiped his eyes. His heart was torn. He loved James as he would love a brother, and he could hardly betray Prongs. And yet, he couldn't betray his own feelings either. It seemed an impossible decision to make, and yet, he had to take some action.
Fear crept up and down his spine as he continued to be tormented by the flurry of reason versus feeling. He had to do something, but what he should do totally mystified him.
Why was life so damn unfair?
Yes, why indeed? He shook his head as though that would help to hold at bay the tornado of his mind. He stood up and went down to the common room. Hiding from it for the rest of the year would do him no good. He sat in a chair and bit his lip nervously. Then he tried to regain part of his old self. He grinned cockily and felt some of his old charm return. He leaned back in the chair and put his arms under his head.
His brain, however, would not return to normal. He stared at the fire and continued to remember, with every wonderful detail, of what had happened. How he had left simply. Hands deep in pockets. A bit of arrogance in his nature. Perhaps it was a certain straightness in his back. Perhaps the crooked smile on his lips. Who could tell? More specifically, who could tell with Sirius Black?
He had been walking after-hours, and Evans had been on duty. A smirk crept onto his face at the thought. He had been waiting for his chance for a while...and then it had come to him. She had spotted him in his dark little corner, and had walked forward, ready and willing to scold him.
Normally, he would have retorted and taken his punishment. But in this instant a strange incentive had claimed him...Claimed him and taken over. He had taken a single step forward and wrapped her up in his arms.
How? How could he do this to James?
Good question...He knew that he would end up having to tell, though he dreaded it. That thought kept crossing his mind. He had to tell, he had to tell, he had to tell...
It was then that Sirius fell asleep in the large chair. Padfoot's dilemma falling into submission as he lost consciousness...
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