On the Roof (sleepy Snake)
"It's like I live in a frikkin'
Insane Asylum." Remus said Plopping down into a chair. "First
Lily hates James, and she kisses him the next day. And then Amy and
this lying thing." I noticed that they were still calling me Amy.
After I'd gotten my ice I figured the place they'd be least
likely to look for me was the roof so I went up and out.
"Who are you?" asked a male voice on the other sied of the roof. I was in a little crevice, where one section of the roof met another. He was over on the other side of hte peak. I imagined he was looking out over the grounds.
"No one that you know I'm sure." I said bitterly. I instantly felt bad. "Sorry." I apologized. "I'm in a really bad mood."
"Then you've come to the rigth place. Do you want to talk about it?"
"I just broke off the only strands of almost-friendship I'd had in years."
"Almost friendship?" he asked.
"I'd only met them on the train. I told them all my secrets. About my mom, Kate and Sam, about my dad," I paused for breath then continued to pour the depths of my soul out to this complete stranger. I told him all my secrets. I told him how I had to sever ties with my friends. I told him about Kate and Sam, my dad, about moving in with Aunt Mary. I told this stranger the one thing that I had never told anyone before, not the Marauders, not the Demangels. Not anyone in my family. Not my therapist. I told him about my pinching. He responded to everything with friendly words of comfort and advise, but, thankfully, he kept all hints of pity out of his voice. It made me feel better.
"How come you're here?" I asked him.
" I have a story too." he said, and let the unasked question 'what is your story' hang in the air. I heard movement on the other side of hte roof, and know he's getting up.
"Don't leave." I said to him
"Why not?"
"Because I feel comfortable around you. You remind me of me. It's liek being able to talk to myself, but not knowing what I'll say. I feel safe. And also I ...I wanted to know who oyu are."
"Who I am is a secret. I haven't asked you who you are since you first didn't tell me, if you hadn't notced." I understood what he meant. HE wanted to keep his identity secret, just as much as I wanted mine.
"Can you tell me wht house you're in?"
"Slytherin." I heard his footsteps moving towards thewindow.
"I'm a gryffindor," I say.
"Good night Gryffindor." He said, and I heard him open the window.
"Sleep tight Slytherin." I said. I hear him jump onto the floor, inside the window. I hear it shut, and I'm alone on the roof, with water leaking through the left side pocket
