I am sorry to say I have discontinued this story. This is the start of chapter 7, unfinished and unedited. I enjoyed writing this story, and might add to it some day, but for now I think I'm done. I got distracted by life and when I got back to my story, I had lost interest in it. To my followers, I am sorry; but I feel it is better to offically end my story then to never post anything at all. :/ Sorry...
Chapter 7 of Love and House Colors
Sirius and his friends were sitting around the kitchen table eating a lunch that consisted of sandwiches, made by Mrs. Potter, and chips. "What's with you, mate?" James asked Sirius, "Ever since you got back last night you've been acting strange; almost like you excited about something," said James. "He's right, you know," piped in Remus, "What is it? Did you find a pile of gold last night when you got lost?" Funny that Remus should compare Chantelle to a pile of gold. Not that he knew he was talking about Chantelle. A better comparison, in Sirius's opinion, would be a diamond. Gold was soft, warm, and melted under pressure. Diamonds were hard and could cut their way through anything; Diamonds had the strength to never crack under pressure while remaining beautiful; Diamonds were flawless. "See, this is exactly what we are talking about," said James, Sirius had lost tract of the conversation while comparing Chantelle to a diamond. "Huh?" said Sirius, "I am just excited to go to Diagonally next week, I am going stir-crazy from sitting around the house," said Sirius. Although Sirius lied about Diagonally being the reason he was excited, it was true that the boys had planned to go there next week. It was still too early to go shopping for school supplies, but Mr. and Mrs. Potter wanted to go and get some things for around the house. "Stir-crazy? How can you be going Stir-Crazy?" said Remus, "We spend all our time outside!" "Might as well drop it, Remus," said James. Sirius knew by the sound of James' voice that he was trying to guilt him into telling them what was up, but it wouldn't work this time. Sirius had gone over the idea of telling his friends, he hated having to keep such a big secret from them. Sirius knew that even with Chantelle being a Syltherin, he would quickly be forgiven; he just worried about his secret getting out. James and Remus were the least of his worries, they could keep a secret if he asked them to; it was Peter he worried about, he couldn't tell Remus and James without telling Peter and, because of Peter's inability to keep secrets, more than once Sirius and his friends had to stop him from accidently telling someone about Remus being a werewolf. Sirius had to remember it wasn't just his secret, if the secret got out it would be Chantelle who would be most affected by it.
Chantelle had slept in late after the events of the previous night. After Sirius left her out by the lake, Chantelle went back to sitting by the fire and thought over her meeting with Sirius; Trying to decide what to do about everything between them. Sirius was right, she didn't want to leave him yet, but a time would come when they went back to school when she would have to, and did she really want to drag this out until then? Chantelle knew that it would hurt her to leave Sirius now but feared that dragging it out until the end of summer would only making it worst. Picking up a quill and paper, Chantelle wrote a quick note to Bree summarizing the events of the night before and all of her worries; finishing the note by asking what Bree thought she should do, sealing it, and sending it on its way to Bree's house. Chantelle wondered if she should have ever planned to meet him by the lake in the first place or if she should have spared herself the heart break.
Sirius and his friends had headed out to a clearing behind the Potter's home to play Quitditch after lunch. Both James and Remus had decided that they were getting nowhere with Sirius when asking why he was excited and decided to let to subject drop after asking him repeatedly. Sirius and Remus walked side-by-side holding the truck of Quitditch supplies between them while James walked ahead, occasionally kicking a stray rock out of their way. "So," said James as they walked on their way to the clearing, "Who do you think they will pick as Quidditch captains this year?" "Well the Gryffindor captain will be you or Sirius," said Remus, "That goes without saying. And both the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff houses are keeping their captains, that just leaves the Slytherins." "The Slytherin captain will definitely be Chantelle," cut in Sirius without thinking. Sirius had forgotten that his friends would find it strange of him to refer to Chantelle by her first name; hopefully neither of them noticed. "You mean the beater?" said Remus, apparently not noticing the use of first names, "You're probably right, considering that she is the only one on the team that can play Quidditch." "Speaking of who can play Quidditch," said James as the boys entered the clearing, "We'll see who can play Quidditch after I sweep you two off the field."
The fact that Sirius had called Chantelle by her first name hadn't slipped by James; he just decided to let it drop considering the fact that if he had questioned it, Sirius would have just avoided answering like he had been about a lot of things lately. Now that James thought about it, where was Chantelle during the party? Maybe this was Sirius's secret. After all, hadn't Sirius know Chantelle from when he was younger like he did most Slytherins?
Bree was in her room going over her summer reading when she heard a soft tap on the window. Already knowing it would be her owl, Brian, she turned to let him in. Brian flew over to his open cage and started to drink from his water as soon as he flew in the window, "Can I at least have my letter first?" asked Bree. Brian moved from his water to his food dish and just held out his leg in response.
As I said, unfinished and open-ended, which just seems to make the whole quitting the story thing worse...