A/N: HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME AS WELL AS THE ONE LINE FROM JANE AUSTEN'S AMAZING NOVEL 'SENSE AND SENSIBILITY.'
Chapter 6: Have Faith In Me
After her encounter with Regulus Black, Hermione decided to head towards the library rather than back to the Common Room. However, instead of focusing on what she was planning on looking up at the library, the scene that had just unfolded replayed in her head.
"Hermione Granger," she said with much difficulty. "And yours?"
"Regulus Black."
At this point, Hermione wasn't quite sure as to what she should say.
"I guess I'll see you around then," she said in an unsure voice.
"I suppose," Regulus replied and left.
It wasn't that Hermione wasn't aware that Sirius didn't have a brother, but the sudden meeting surprised her. Hermione also couldn't help but immediately contrast the two brothers; she felt that he wasn't as handsome as his brother, but figured that his manners required intimacy to make them pleasing. Of course, this was just an assumption. Surely, though, if he knew that she was a Gryffindor, this would change.
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The witch sat in one of the aisles in the library and was clearly alone for it was a Saturday and many students tended to avoid the place like the plague on the weekends. Hermione preferred this than a bustling library. The quiet background allowed for her to focus on her research. Unfortunately, all the books about Time Solstice seemed to hold the wrong information; curiously enough, the times when a traveler could be pulled back or go to future were incredibly off.
Thoroughly frustrated, Hermione leaned against the bookshelves and closed her eyes. Only one success came out of coming from the library, and that was avoiding Sirius and Remus. She sighed in momentary satisfaction and closed her eyes.
"Hermione?"
And down the drain goes her single success.
"Hermione," Remus persisted.
"I would hate to come off as being rude, but please, if you could allow me to have some moments to myself?" Hermione whispered while her eyes were still kept shut.
"Rude? Never. Just don't mind me sitting across from you."
The witch opened her eyes in disbelief.
"I'll be as silent as the grave, I promise," Remus smiled and grabbed a book off of one of the shelves and began reading.
The girl softly sighed but disregarded Remus in front of her for a few minutes. No use.
"Remus?" Hermione murmured.
While pressing his index finger to his lips, Remus teased her by shushing her.
"Honestly," the witch huffed.
Remus set down the novel that he had pretended to be engrossed in.
"Yes?" he calmly answered.
"Why—er... how is the book?" Hermione avoided her actual question of why he was here.
"To be honest, I'm not sure. I've been reading the same sentence repeatedly for approximately ten times hoping that you would relieve me the pain of reading a mundane book sooner," Remus replied.
"Right," Hermione couldn't help but smiling now.
"Ah," Remus grinned, "and so she smiles."
"And why are you here?" she bluntly asked.
Surprised by the sudden question, Remus was speechless for a few seconds. When he regained his composure, he replied, "I should be asking you the same question. Why aren't you with Sirius?"
Hermione looked to her side to prevent Remus from noticing her embarrassment and said, "I couldn't take it."
Remus swiftly moved over to her side and asked, "Did he hurt you?"
"No, it wasn't that," Hermione reassured Remus' thoughts. "I just wasn't able to accept it, none of it."
"What... do you mean?" Remus voice slightly shook.
Remus couldn't help but feeling slightly elated. Perhaps this was Hermione's way of signifying that she was choosing him over Sirius.
"I'm not sure myself, but one thing I am certain about is that I don't even know who Sirius is nevertheless you," Hermione stated. "And hopefully you won't take offense to this, but I have far more important tasks to deal with than something as so petty as love."
Surprisingly, Remus laughed and replied, "Something as so petty as love? Hermione, you are truly a peculiar character, but I will respect you're wishes. However, that does not mean that I won't be speaking to you. I do hope that our friendship will still be intact?"
"Don't be silly," Hermione said. "Of course it will."
Remus grinned in response and allowed Hermione to get back to whatever she had been doing before he interrupted her.
"Maybe I shouldn't have given in so easily, but if this is the way she wants it, then so be it. Her happiness is my only concern."
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Meanwhile, back at the lake, Sirius merely sat and stared at the lake. He thought nothing but of Hermione's departing from him with an extremely puzzling explanation of not deserving this or something of that sort.
Sirius sighed; maybe he had been too forward in his advances towards her? Whatever it was, he can't do anything about it now. The only sane thing to do is to just wait rather than question her motives. Even though he knew she didn't have any ulterior motives, Sirius couldn't help but feel a bit betrayed. Hermione had seemed perfectly content with him earlier.
He wouldn't say that he was angry at Hermione, but he sure was annoyed.
Although, there was one other thing that still puzzled him. What was Hermione talking about, not being able to go back home? Could she possibly be in the same situation as he was at the moment with his parents?
One other issue bothered him as well. What was it that made him so attracted to Hermione? She isn't unbelievably good-looking. Not to say that she wasn't pretty, but she obviously has a temper, hates flying, the list goes on.
Was his attraction towards Hermione solely based on the fact that there was finally a girl who didn't immediately fall to his feet? Or simply because he wanted something that he couldn't have... Besides, it wasn't normal for him to blatantly ignore Remus' affections towards another girl. Jealousy?
Whatever it was, Sirius grew frustrated and annoyed at the issue. He huffed and threw himself backwards onto the grass.
As he gazed up at the clear sky, Sirius smiled and thought of Quidditch. That smile soon soured when he remembered Hermione's distaste for flying.
"If she hates flying, she might as well hate me," Sirius said aloud.
Sirius continued this slow process of convincing himself that he had absolutely no tangible evidence of being attracted to Hermione. Idiotic? At first Sirius believed so, but when he slowly began to realize that there truly wasn't a deep attraction towards the witch, he grew agitated and quite upset. However, the cause for such strong emotions was only because Sirius felt remorseful for the lack of sympathy towards Remus' true affections to Hermione.
"So that's that then," Sirius told himself. "No more Hermione Granger."
The teenager eventually spent the rest of the afternoon out at the lakeside thinking of nothing in particular and strangely, it felt good. When Sirius realized that it was near dinnertime, he jumped up and strode back into the castle.
When he arrived into the Great Hall, Sirius ambled over to his friends confidently and smoothly sat next to James.
"How's it going?" Sirius clapped his hand on the back of his friend's back and began piling an unhealthy portion of food onto his plate.
James nearly coughed out what he had been chewing. He coughed and replied, "Er... fine. Is everything all right with you?"
While saying this, he glanced over at a suddenly quiet Hermione.
Sirius laughed, "Of course. Nothing or nobody could possibly ruin my day."
Hermione couldn't help but flinch at Sirius' non-chalant exterior. But then again, this is so much better than the possibility of him arguing with her.
"Excellent," James said and continued eating.
"So I hear Ravenclaw's Martha Allenbeck has set her eyes on me," Sirius said to his silent friends.
Hermione, who had completely focused on eating, held her fork mid-air when she heard Sirius' statement.
"And... ?" Peter asked.
"I hear she's pretty cute. Should I give her a go?"
"Sirius Black, are you daft?" Lily asked completely appalled.
"What, for wanting to go out with a girl who actually might be interested in me?" Sirius replied. "I see absolutely no problem."
At this point, Hermione set her fork down and calmly rose from her seat. Without a word, Hermione walked out of the room with haste.
"You bastard," Remus muttered at Sirius and followed the witch out.
"What the fuck is his problem?" Sirius asked the remaining others.
"Oh, I don't know, you completely disregarding the fact that Hermione was sitting right in front of you and you being as barbaric as you usually are start talking about some girl?" Lily exploded. "I honestly thought you merely put on an appearance of being so idiotic, but now I can't help but feel that you are actually dim-witted."
"Sirius," James said uneasily, "you know you're my best mate and will go by whatever you do, but I've got to say that what you just did was incredibly unsympathetic."
"I disagree," Sirius steely replied. "I think I just did what I normally had done if I found out a girl had no interest in me whatsoever. Besides, Remus should thank me for this."
"Yea...but—"
"Just drop it. There are far better things to be concerned over, such as how we'll be doing in our match against Slytherin in the upcoming game against Slytherin," Sirius said.
As soon as Sirius had mentioned the Quidditch match, James completely forgot what had just happened which caused for an incredibly frustrated Lily Evans and a rather confused Peter Pettigrew.
Meanwhile, Remus found Hermione in the library yet again. This time, rather than reading she merely sat leaning against the shelves.
"Are you... okay?" Remus hesitantly asked while kneeling down in front of her.
Hermione forced a smile and picked up a book next to her and opened it, "Yes. Perfectly fine. I was reading."
"Upside down?"
Confused, Hermione looked at the book in her hands and realized that the book was far from being right-side up. The witch sighed, "Did you come here to tell me that you basically want nothing to do with me either? By all means, go ahead."
Remus face shifted from sympathy to anger, "How could you think that I would leave you. Did you not hear me earlier? I stick by my word, unlike..."
It grew tense between the two teenagers, but then Hermione said, "Remus, as a friend then, please just leave me alone?"
Completely disregarding Hermione's plea, Remus leaned closer to the witch and placed both of his hands on her shoulder, "Hermione. Look and listen to me. Do not concern yourself over someone like Sirius. I knew it was odd when he suddenly became cordial and actually human towards a girl, but of course he goes and ruins it with that blasted personality of his."
Hermione didn't say anything.
"Look, just forget about him. Just feel assured that things didn't go any further with him," Remus attempted to ameliorate the situation.
The witch was about to say something, but hesitated. Smiling, she finally said, "Its fine. What he said was unquestionably true, so I guess no harm done."
Remus looked at Hermione suspiciously, "Are you sure?"
"You know people have been asking me that a lot lately," she joked.
Remus sighed, ran a hand through his hair and smiled, "I suppose people are just concerned about you."
"Thanks," Hermione murmured.
"For what?"
"For caring."
"Of course," the teenage boy grinned. He then shifted over so that he would be sitting right beside Hermione.
The two Gryffindors continued to converse about sundry subjects causing Hermione to temporarily disregard what had happened between her and Sirius. However, they didn't spend too much time at the library due to Madam Pince's chastising them that "the library wasn't for socializing."
As they were walking back to the Gryffindor Common Room, Hermione cautiously mentioned Regulus Black to Remus to see if she could find out more about the mysterious character she had met earlier.
After Remus thoroughly explained the Black family and how they associated themselves with Dark Magic, Hermione mentioned that she found herself acquainted to Sirius' younger brother.
"How?" Remus frowned. "Why?"
"I literally ran into him," Hermione shrugged. "He didn't seem too awful."
"Hermione," Remus slowly said, "aside from Sirius, you really don't want to be associating yourself with the Black family; they're not the most friendly people in the Wizarding world."
"I know, it's just... Regulus can't be that bad."
"You don't know the Regulus that James, Sirius, Peter, and I know," Remus commented, then added, "But, it's obvious that I can't and won't try and stop you from being cordial with him."
"Oh, so should I ask for permission when I want to talk to someone new?" Hermione teased.
"No, I just—" Remus suddenly became flustered.
The witch patted her hand on his shoulder and smiled, "I was only kidding."
"Hermione, really though, be careful," Remus said.
She smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'm pretty sure I can handle it."
The two walked into the Gryffindor Common Room to find their friends sitting near the fireplace talking in hushed tones.
"Hey Remus," Peter cheerfully said when he noticed the two figures entering the room.
The teenager nodded in return; he quickly glanced at Hermione to make sure that she was okay. Hermione didn't seem to be fazed at the fact that she was about to face Sirius, so with a sigh, Remus walked over to their friends.
Lily forced James to scoot over so that Hermione could sit next to her.
"Hermione, you can sit here," Lily patted to the spot next to her.
Before sitting down next to her friend, Hermione looked at Remus. He gave her a smile and sat down next to the only visible area that was vacant, which so happened to be next to Sirius.
Lily peeked at Hermione to see what was stopping her from sitting down. When she noticed who Hermione was looking at, Lily grabbed her friend's wrist and pulled her down.
"Hermione," she leaned over and whispered, "there's no need to even look at him."
Startled, Hermione looked at her friends curiously, "What are you talking about?"
The other witch paused, "Do you honestly still want to even associate yourself with him?"
"Oh," Hermione's expression changed from confusion to comprehension, "you're talking about Sirius."
"Of course I'm talking about that git."
"I wasn't looking at him," Hermione simply said.
"Then who were you..." Lily slowly looked over at where Sirius was sitting and noticed who Hermione had been looking at.
"Remus?" Lily exclaimed.
The boys next to them suddenly grew quiet.
"Yes Lily?" Remus asked with a bemused expression on his face.
Lily turned to face him with an astonishing red face and replied, "Um... nothing."
"Are you sure? You seem quite distressed."
"Perfectly fine," the witch assured her friend and immediately turned back around to face a snickering Hermione.
"Remus?" Lily mouthed this time.
Hermione shrugged with a mysterious smile.
As minutes flew by, the witch didn't feel as social as she usually would have been, so she excused herself and started to head towards the girls' dormitory.
Remus immediately jumped up and gently pulled Hermione's arm, stopping her from going any further.
She turned around and looked at him questionably, "Yes?"
"G'night."
"Was that all you had to say?" Hermione couldn't help but smile.
Remus let go of Hermione's arm and folded his arms across his chest; with a sheepish grin, he nodded.
"Good night to you as well."
With that, Hermione left to go upstairs. Remus returned to his friends, who were clearly eavesdropping.
"That was the sappiest thing I have ever seen from you," James joked.
Lily responded to this statement by thrusting her elbow into her boyfriend's side.
"Ow," he rubbed the sore area, "it's true though!"
Remus, however, merely shrugged and sat back down next to Sirius who had been stoic this whole time. Nothing seemed to be the matter, but Sirius calmly kept his face from shifting to annoyance.
"There's nothing I can do now."
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A few days went by with nothing incredibly substantial occurring, well, beside Sirius asking that Ravenclaw girl Martha out for a date the coming weekend.
Remus, on the other hand, had been beside Hermione the entire time. They were practically attached to the hip, always conversing deeply on some topics. However, by Remus being with her constantly, Hermione was unfortunately unable to continue to pursue her research on Time Solstice.
One morning, Hermione woke up earlier than usual. Looking around the room, she realized that she was the only one up. She presumed Lily would wake up in thirty or so minutes, but Hermione didn't want to wait in bed that long.
After she quickly changed into her uniform, Hermione grabbed her belongings and decided to head down to the Common Area to read for a few minutes. However, once she got down there, she realized that the area was already preoccupied.
Sirius Black had been completely engrossed in polishing his broomstick; he had his broom kit out next to him and the musty smell of handle polish was pungent in the air.
"Great," Hermione muttered to herself and swiftly turned around to head back upstairs.
"Hermione."
The witch stopped mid-step and slowly turned back around.
"Yes?"
"Are you leaving just because I'm here?" Sirius bluntly asked.
"No, I—" Hermione stopped herself and remembered honest Sirius was with his feelings and replied without hesitation, "Yes."
Sirius exhaled deeply, "No need to sugar coat it, right?"
No answer from Hermione.
"Well, you shouldn't leave just because I'm here," Sirius said off-handedly and looked away from Hermione. "I'm assuming that you're going to read."
"You say that as if it's harmful," Hermione scoffed but cautiously walked over. She sat down on a couch that was as far away from Sirius as possible.
Sirius shrugged, "You like reading but hate flying. I love flying but detest reading."
The witch rolled her eyes and proceeded to take out her book from her bag and began reading. Sirius, on the other hand, did not continue polishing his broom, but rather sat there and looked at Hermione intently.
"I may not be bothering you, but you are most certainly bothering me, Sirius Black," Hermione said while not taking her eyes off the page.
"What are you talking about?"
"Just because I'm reading doesn't mean that I can't see things around me. Obviously you haven't heard of it, but it's called peripheral vision," Hermione replied. Before Sirius could reply, Hermione added, "Oh, but you wouldn't know that because you don't read."
Sirius looked at Hermione incredulously, "And you are a clear example of how one can be book smart but definitely not even have an ounce of common sense."
Hermione was dying to snap back, but figured that she should just keep quiet and continue reading. Maybe if she didn't respond, he won't bother her... for a few more minutes.
"You haven't been to one single game of Quidditch either," Sirius accused. "Even Lily goes to Quidditch games."
The girl sniffed, "There is no purpose in going to a match when I clearly have nobody to cheer for."
"Um, the Gryffindors."
"I have far better things to do than sitting around and watching a stupid game."
Lie. Hermione didn't mind watching the game, but obviously couldn't go, seeing as how she would be feeling remorseful the entire time. It was only sensible that she would stay as far away from the pitch as possible.
"I'm glad that I made that decision," Sirius muttered.
"Excuse me?" Hermione misheard Sirius' mumbles.
"It's actually none of your business, but if you must know," Sirius stiffly replied, "I am incredibly thankful that I came to my sense about you. I don't even know how I thought you could possibly be someone I could be interested in."
Hermione's face twisted into a frown, "Well if you felt that way, why didn't you tell me sooner."
"I'm telling you know, aren't I?"
That stung. A lot. Although Hermione hadn't formed deeper attachments to the young Sirius Black, he reminded her of home aside from Remus. So by Sirius saying that she was basically a waste of time, hurt.
Blinking away the tears that suddenly began to form, Hermione abruptly got up and walked out of the common room. Before she actually left, however, Hermione turned around and said, "I hope you fall off your broom."
Normally, Hermione wouldn't wish that upon anyone, even Draco Malfoy, but in this case, Sirius Black was pushing all the wrong buttons.
As Hermione was walking in the hallways, she debated on going to the library or just... well actually there really wasn't another alternative, was there. Once Hermione arrived, she made a beeline towards the same section that she always went to.
The witch browsed through what she had already read in the incredibly small selection of books on time travel. She knew what she was looking for and she even knew where the book was located, but the spot was noticeably vacant.
Frowning, Hermione double-checked each shelf just in case the book might have been misplaced.
"Looking for this?"
Hermione turned around to find Regulus Black holding the very book that she had been looking for.
"Now, what is a girl like you doing in the library in this ungodly hour of the morning searching for a book on time travel?" Regulus smirked.
"Er-research," Hermione replied.
"Research?" Regulus queried, "For what class?"
"I-well-Why am I entitled to tell you what I'm doing?"
"Just curious," Regulus shrugged then offered the book to Hermione. "Here."
Hermione hesitantly grasped the book, "You weren't planning on reading it?"
"Me? This five-hundred pager?" Regulus scoffed.
"You're just like your brother," Hermione said while rolling her eyes.
There was an obvious silence coming from Regulus, so the witch looked up to see what was hindering him from speaking.
Regulus, red in the face, lashed out, "You know absolutely nothing about me."
With that, he stormed off.
"Well that was fantastic," Hermione muttered to herself while getting up.
She walked towards the front desk and checked out the book that Regulus had handed to her and gazed at the clock. Her friends were probably down at the Great Hall eating breakfast. Hermione was unsure if she wanted to head downstairs to meet with them, but seeing as how she was hungry, skipping breakfast was out the question. So despite the argument she had with Sirius earlier in the morning, she went to the Great Hall.
Hermione could easily identify where her friends were located at, but hesitated from going any further.
"I suppose I should just get this over with" she thought and with a sharp intake of breath, Hermione headed towards them.
The witch noticed from afar that Sirius was sitting next to Remus. Sitting on the other side of Remus was her only choice.
"Hullo Hermione," James cheerily bellowed as she sat down beside Remus.
Hermione grinned in acknowledgement and greeted everyone at the table, well, other than Sirius. This intentional gesture was not ignored by the others.
"You know, Sirius here was actually up this morning," James stressed on his friend's name. "Sirius is also going to be playing this weekend."
"Great," Hermione said in a non-chalant manner while ripping her toast in two.
James winced at Hermione's reaction, but nevertheless continued to say, "Will you be attending said game?"
Before Hermione could answer, Sirius decided to cut in, "Oh Merlin no, she wouldn't want to waste her precious time on something as so insignificant as a Quidditch match."
"Sirius Black," Lily snapped, "you've been a git to Hermione the past few days. Will you quit it?"
The reprimanded teenager merely rolled his eyes in contempt but said no more.
Remus gave Hermione a cursory glance while he cautiously took out a piece of folded-up parchment from his trousers. Pressing the parchment into his palm, he reached out for Hermione's hand. Once Hermione felt Remus' hand upon hers, she looked at the owner alarmingly. A small smile was all Remus could muster.
He slipped his hand out of hers but carefully pressed the parchment against Hermione's small hand.
Hermione immediately glanced down and began to unfold what Remus had given her.
"Meet me in front our next class in five minutes. –RL"
And just as soon as he had given her the note, he announced that Professor McGonagall had asked to see him earlier and left.
Hermione quickly finished her toast and eggs but figured that if she left without a reasonable cause, she would surely be called out by her friends for secretly meeting with Remus. To avoid such occurrence, she began to rummage around in her book bag while muttering, "Where is that blasted book?"
"Books again?" Sirius huffed.
"None of your concern, Black," Hermione quickly replied, then with a heavy sigh, she turned to Lily and said, "I'm going to have to head back to the library. I think I've left my book on a table."
As soon as those words were said, Hermione literally flew out of the Great Hall in fear of being interrogated.
Breathing rather heavily, the witch approached Remus, who had has back turned from her. When she grew quiet as she stealthily moved towards him. Extending her arm, she reached to tap her index finger on his shoulder.
"Remus!" Hermione exclaimed.
The young wizard turned to face the witch with a grin, "Was that you're attempt at being scary."
"No," she smiled while shaking her head side-to-side, "I was going for shock."
"Well, between you and me, I think you're going to have to work on that more."
"So what is it that you wanted to say to me that couldn't be said in front of everyone?" Hermione asked.
She was sure it was nothing entirely out of the ordinary for her and Remus always had something to discuss. Besides, it wasn't as if she didn't mind Remus' company, she enjoyed having him around. She even was able to put aside her thoughts of Remus as her former professor.
"I'm... not quite sure how to word this," Remus timidly said.
"You're making me nervous now," Hermione laughed.
"Yea, multiply that feeling with a million and you've got what I'm feeling right now," he murmured.
"What is it?" she gently asked.
"I'm not sure if you haven't noticed, but..." Remus paused.
Hermione suddenly realized what Remus was about to confess to her. She couldn't believe that she was getting worried over something so trivial. What else would Remus say other than that he was a werewolf?
"I-"
"I know," she quickly said; Hermione figured that by admitting her knowledge, it would make Remus' confession easier.
"You do?" he asked. "I mean, I suppose you do, seeing as how I told you two months ago."
So the witch's assumptions were proven to be wrong.
"Regardless," Remus briefly closed his eyes and then said, "Hermione."
"Yes?" she tentatively answered, now unsure of what to expect, although she did have a hunch.
He reached for Hermione's hands once again but didn't pull away as quick as he did earlier.
"I've tried. I honestly have tried as hard as I possibly could, but seeing you everyday and knowing what could be has made it incredibly difficult."
Hermione gulped. This was definitely not the confession that she had expected from Remus.
"Hermione, I've been lying to myself this whole time. By being so close to you, I can't help but grow deeper feelings for you every time I'm around you. I'll understand if you cannot accept this, but one chance is all I ask for. And I promise I won't make you regret your decision either way."
"Remus..."
Can she take his offer? Sirius had said something similar a week ago, but things obviously had not gone well.
The witch heavily sighed, but couldn't deny that she hadn't developed similar feelings for Remus either, of course, not to an extreme extent.
Once she felt that she made the right decision, Hermione looked straight into Remus' amber eyes and replied with a small smile, "I'm counting on that promise."
"So it's a yes?" Remus' eyes suddenly grew bright.
Hermione bit her lower lip as if she was contemplating yet again. But then, she quickly stood on her toes and pressed her lips to Remus'.
Entirely surprised, his eyes were wide open in shock. Just as Hermione was about to pull away, Remus finally regained balance from his previously spinning conscience and before she could move away, Remus wrapped one arm around her waist and lifted one hand to her cheek and pulled her in for another kiss.
"I promise," Remus whispered then smiled before he gently caressed her lips.
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Throughout breakfast, Regulus Black had still been annoyed at what Hermione had said earlier. Who was she to say that he was just like his brother? She knew absolutely nothing about him.
Once he finished, Regulus decided to walk around Hogwarts a few minutes before his class started. However, in the midst of his quiet amble, Regulus found the very person who he felt wronged him earlier this morning talking just around the corner.
He rolled his eyes, "Probably with my idiotic brother."
When he turned around the corner, Regulus noticed that it wasn't Sirius who Hermione was with, but one of his brother's irritating friends; he quickly identified that it was the quiet one. Before the two obviously engaged teenagers could see him, Regulus jumped back behind the corner.
"I thought her and Sirius were together," Regulus muttered, "So what the hell is she doing with that guy?"
For the first time in Regulus' life, he felt that he needed to speak to his brother on something other than familial problems. The reason? Simple. No woman should ever cross a Black in such manner.
Figured I should mention that amorreal was mega-awesome and was able to identify a line that I snuck in from 'Pride & Prejudice.' I'm kind of disappointed that nobody else could find it though :( It's okay. I included one from 'Sense & Sensibility' this time, seeing as how I just finished the book a week ago, and figured... why not? Review when you think you've found it!
Oh, and by the way, in case you haven't noticed before, the titles for the chapters so far have been song titles that generally do relate to the story so have a listen. It's like a soundtrack :) [Warning: "Something Happened to My Heart" is a Korean song. I don't really like listening to Korean music even if I am, well, South Korean but this song is pretty b.a.]
Lastly, The Hangover was the bomb, but Public Enemies most definitely pwned.
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-Susie