BSC Chapter Four
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Note: I think I'll mess around with POV from now on, maybe make Deirdre be the one telling the story...I don't know. Tell me if you have different preferences.
By Sun and Candlelight
Chapter Four: A Love I Seemed to Loose
Deirdre
I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. Who goes around snogging random guys? Who am I kidding? He's not random, he's bloody Sirius Black, he's my friend…my very good friend…my boyfriend…?
Shit.
No. No way that snogging can suddenly make us a couple. I mean, Sirius, he goes around sucking face with girls all the time. He doesn't always date them. At least he didn't used to. Not so much anymore, so I've noticed. He was talking last night about bragging to his friends about us. Now I'm not sure, but I think that makes us official, (not that I want to, that could be tragic) because thinking critically, he did say that he was in love with me. Why would he say that? It can't be true. There's no way. Only in another life could Sirius Black ever be in love with me.
But he definitely is. Bugger.
"Deirdre, are you all right? You haven't touched your porridge since you sat down." Lily was looking at me with that weird, motherly gaze that she fixes on people when she's concerned. It's awful; you can't lie to her or anything. It just makes me feel that much worse that I haven't told any of the girls about Sirius. I kept my eyes downcast to avoid her stare.
Teva looked across the hall at the Ravenclaw table. She started laughing. "It's Jesse, he's making her sick. Can't you see? He's staring at her."
I looked up to see if she was bluffing or not. Bloody hell, she's right. "Merlin." I muttered.
Jesse was this guy that I dated last year. He was pretty much the perfect guy with his long blonde hair and crystal blue eyes. He was somewhat like Sirius; very attractive, very athletic, very rebellious…the downside to Jesse was that he didn't treat me very well. He used to yell at me all of the time and call me names. Once he even hit me. The last straw with him was when I found out that he cheated on me--four times! When I confronted him about it, he didn't try to argue or anything. He actually seemed kind of happy that I was breaking it off with him. I know, it was idiotic not to cut the ties with him sooner, but what can I say? He was my first boyfriend. I loved him, and it seemed as though every day he was breaking off a bit of my heart, but still, something kept me holing on. Oh well, it was a dumb and naïve thing to do, but I've certainly learned from my mistakes.
Elsa tapped my arm lightly. "He's coming over here, Love. You might want to leave."
I started to stand, but Jesse was too quick for that. He put his hand on my shoulder, pushing me back down into my seat. He kneeled down to my side so that his mystifying eyes were level with mine. His hand was resting on my shoulder.
Shake it off. Why wont you shake it off?
"Hey, baby. How was your summer? Did you miss me?" His hand moved up to my neck and he leaned in to kiss me. Suddenly, I remembered how to shift his hand off of me and I turned my face away from him. I turned and slapped his pretty, pale face with my hand, leaving a red print on his cheek.
Satisfied, I quickly gathered my things "Drop dead, asshole." I darted out the door as fast as I could, sprinting down the hall and out into the courtyard, not fully aware of the fact that Jesse and my friends were all following closely behind. I ducked behind a tree to catch my breath, but Jesse found me no doubt.
I looked up to see him and his cronies standing over me, his body rigid with anger and tension. I trembled fiercely, remembering all of the bad times that we had last year. Stifling my tears, I stood and faced him, bracing myself for the worst.
"Come here." He barked, his stony voice quivering with rage. I shook my head, taking two large steps back. He snapped his fingers, ordering one of his friends to fetch me. Leo Mortenson, a big burly guy grabbed my arm and pulled me forward, holding me still so that I couldn't escape. I was face-to-face with my enemy and there was nothing that I could do. Every inch of Jesse's face was alive with fury. How could someone this beautiful be this terrifying? I don't remember him being even this bad while we were dating.
"Don't ever embarrass me like that again." He whispered, leaning close to my ear, his tone was too soft, too melodious to be true. Jesse began stroking up and down my arm, a technique he used to use to calm me down after all of our fights. He smiled; his face was so close that I could almost taste the familiar sweetness of his breath. "I know you didn't mean it."
I couldn't help but start laughing. Like hell I didn't mean it. A lot of things I say come out wrong and twisted, but then, I knew exactly what I was saying. I've never meant anything more in my life. After all that he did to me, honestly, I don't care what happens to him. I know how selfish I sound, but I can't help it. He's basking in his eternal glory of being male, and here I am, left with the humiliation of being jovially "dismissed" from his life forever. For what, rightfully accusing him of cheating? Hell no. I don't have to deal with this anymore.
"I bet you'd like to think that." I snapped, trying hard to force myself out of Mortenson's grip. As hard as I struggled, I couldn't break free. Suddenly, a thought erupted in my head. "You want…me?" I gasped, breathing hard after failing to flail myself out of grasp. Jesse nodded enthusiastically. Is he really this daft? Does he really fancy me such a fool? "This," I gestured to Leo's iron fists that were wrapped about my arms. "This is not convincing to me. Please, he's hurting me." I cooed, in just a second he'll give in to me. Just one second…
He nodded to Mortenson who slowly loosened his hold on me until I was still close enough to grab again, but for now, not a prisoner to his restrain.
I looked 'round for my friends, but they were nowhere to be found. How could they leave me like this? They saw me slap Jesse and run. How could they leave me now? Oh well, I can do this on my own. I can…
Swiftly as I had always practiced, I retrieved my wand from the inner pocket of my robes and turned on the five boys in the group. Just as suddenly as I had taken my wand out, Jesse had his, and soon the rest of them were cornering me. Was I crazy? How, in Merlin's name, would I ever win a duel against five people?
Snickering, Jesse took a few steps closer to me. "Now, now, my dear. Was that really a good idea? Five to one…doesn't sound too safe to me."
One of Jesse's men lunged at me, but I was too quick for him. Adrenaline-filled, I hexed the interloper, causing him to hit the ground with a loud thump.
I smiled. Would this be okay after all? "You're right." I said. "I think the odds are in my favor. Would you like to send another one of your boys for me? I'll gladly place him on the ground next to the other one."
Jesse was furious. With a flick of his wand, I was sent flying across the courtyard, landing in a clumsy heap on the grass. I tried to get up, but the strength in my legs had given out. Jesse crouched by my side, like a beast preparing to devour his prey. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me up, only to punch me hard in the stomach. I doubled over, clutching my arms into my abdomen. The last thing I remember before blacking out was Sirius. He ran up to Jesse, knocking him squarely in the face, blood streaming out of his nose. The rest of the Marauders were dueling it out with Jesse's mates while Sirius scooped my mangled body into his arms. Lily, Teva, and Elsa were all watching closely from the background. After that, my mind was consumed in darkness.
Note: Sorry mates, I felt like my story needed some action. The romance will be back, don't you worry!