V
Venom
I didn't mean for things to turn out the way they did. If I could only make him understand that my decision wasn't for me, and it wasn't against him. It'll be better for the whole world this way.
But now, it's like he can't even look at me without insulting me, we've started more fights with each other this month than we have with anyone else all year, and he spits my name out like a swear, like it's venom on his tongue.
If I could make things better, I swear I would, but he has to understand that right now, this is all I can do.
Vodka
"Come on James! Try a little! It's a muggle drink, what could it do?!"
I hesitantly took a sip of the clear liquid. It tasted kind of funny. Sirius had another sip, and then he handed it back to me. Before we knew it, the bottle was empty.
"S'at all?" Sirius slurred.
"I thin' so. Now what we gonna do?" He smiled and in less the two seconds he was on top of me. It didn't matter to us that we were in the common room. It didn't matter that Remus walked in and saw us. All that mattered was him and me. That was the time Remus found out about us. That was that last time either of us drank vodka.
