Chapter Seven


In the past couple of weeks I would normally wait to be one of the last to leave the class mainly so whenever I wanted to leave the letter. I also needed to invent (by that time) something whenever Crystal wanted to wait for me because, as you can tell I did not want her to know exactly what I was doing.

I say that because as of recently she is always one of the first students to leave the classroom; which of course raises some questions as to the reason why she does that. Come to think about it the reason can't be that hard to figure out. Considering the fact that she always seem to bring up Remus's name into some part of our conversation. The strangest part though is that she won't admit nothing to the kind of relationship she has with him. All of this is fine by me because it takes her away from what I am doing. Just now did she left, amongst other students, leaving me behind but as I said before I did not mind.

Since I had an essay to write for my Potion's class I knew it would be best to do so in the library. Of course that wasn't one of the reasons why I was going for the library and not the common room. It's obvious though, the common room was not necessarily known for its quietness as the library was. So with the materials I needed for the essay as well as with the letter, I made my way for the library.

Don't worry… just don't mention my mother.

I would've been very disappointed if you tried to act like your sister. Just be yourself. I bet you're probably better than your sister anyway; you just don't want to admit it.

By all means, be harsh in whatever you like… I find it pathetic too, but hey I'm a guy. If a girl throws herself at me, what am I supposed to do? Brush her off? It's not in my nature, darling. I'm humble… Stop right there young lady! It's not our fault girls think of us as gods! It's just a vicious circle.

Commitment and I don't get along. It's like oil and water. However, I can tell you about a guy who won't get committed unless it's with the girl he's been after for like four or five years... a little pathetic actually. If you knew who I was you'd be like "I'm so talking about, you!" But, I'm not getting into that topic… Actually, knowing myself, I think I'll probably get married right out school. I seem to have a contract with doing the unexpected… I know I am a very complicated person, but, who cares? Actually, I don't think I understand myself sometimes. I mean, I think I might actually like someone, but at the same time that is just too weird. I just contacted the head of the What-The-Hell-Is-Happening-To-Me Department, and I can assure you he was no use. He told me to tell the girl I like her… that is a scary thought. I am NOT afraid of commitment; I just don't want to touch such territories… They are very dangerous…

No, you should not get a detention. You should get a couple of detentions. They have a variety of detentions, but they have the worst ones reserved especially for me. No, you cannot, under any circumstance make fun of me… that is my friends volunteer job. I get sufficiently mocked by them, thanks for the offer.

I can say stuff like that 'cause I have dated enough girls to know a little about how their minds work. (I doubt a man will ever live long enough to get to the point where they actually do understand the female mind completely. If a man says he knows how your minds work, he's lying.) Girls crawl back, alright, and then there is that magnificent thing called IGNORING. Yeah, it's good. Girls never get hurt in a fling they know is a fling! They just like the drama! I mean, you should've seen my ex-girlfriend bawling her eyes out one day and the next she was with another guy. That's how the brain of an actively dating girl works. You need to get out more, sweetheart.

Some Ravenclaw named Alicia? Well, look at the irony of life… she's the ex-girlfriend I was telling you about in the last paragraph. So, that idiot is the one you like? I bet you can steal it from her… I would help you (indirectly) but it would cost me a hundred and fifty galleons so, sorry. I got a clue for you on why he's with the girl (I'm being nice…) he's trying to make you jealous, use that to your advantage.

I actually didn't go to the Halloween feast. I went to Hogsmeade, but shh! Don't tell anyone or I'll be in trouble.

You can burden me with your problems, is nice having someone I can make fun of through a letter.

Darling, I'm one of the top students in our year… you don't want to challenge me. Ha! I'd love to see you try and outsmart me… I'll give you a hint on how to outsmart me… Give up!

As I finished reading the letter, I couldn't help but wonder a particular part of it. How much it sounded like something or should I say about someone but it was just a coincidence. It had to be. I stopped with that trail of thought for I was getting way ahead of myself. Pulling out a parchment and my quill, I began to write a reply.

"You are never hard to find, you know."

I quickly folded the letter in half by the time that Alice, who I wasn't obviously expecting, dropped by.

Propping herself and her books in the empty spot in front of me, she said "Better think of somewhere else if you don't want to be so predictable."

"I'm not that predictable." I stated, folding the already folded letter even if I didn't properly finished it like it should be.

"Its nothing to be ashamed of," she said with that smile of hers, "we just know you won't do anything crazy."

I just stared at her. In other words, by what she's been telling me is that I shouldn't take it so personally. I shook my head, concentrating in the folding. "At least you guys will know what to get me for my birthday or Christmas."

"That's the spirit."

A minute or two of silence and I knew I had to leave to place the letter in its usual place but before doing that I had a question that's been gnawing in my brain.

"Who was the last girl that Sirius broke up with?"

"Why do you ask?" she asked, looking straight at me.

I shrugged, "just curious."

"Alicia"

"The same girl Dale's with?" I asked, my heart beating quicker than it should. Her answer would quickly determined who my secret pen-pal is which I wasn't exactly so sure if I wanted to know…

"Yeah… why?"

"I...I heard Crystal briefly mentioning about it…" I lied, "You know, I have to go and do something."

Without saying anything else I quickly picked up my stuff and left with only a simple 'bye'.

Making my way to the classroom was quite an easy task, mainly so because I did it in a hurry, which there was no reason for. The classroom was unlocked and empty, so being in a hurry was good in that aspect. It was after leaving the class that I slowed down, slowed down because as I said there was no reason to be in a hurry. Well, to be honest being in a hurry to do something kept me from thinking of anything else. Now that I left Professor McGonagall's classroom my mind couldn't be stopped with all the thinking that was going on.

Could it be that I've been corresponding to Sirius himself? What where the chances that Alicia he had once dated is now with Dale? Sure both of them are in the same House but, couldn't it be that there are more Alicia's in that household? Does he even know it's me?

That question was the one that calmed me down. He didn't know who I was. I did not give any hint who I am. I am not well-known to be well… known so he couldn't possibly know. The only thing I would need to do is just watch what I say or should I say write.

Yes, that was enough to calm my mind

I was pacing around the dorm with the letter firmly in my hand. Remus was watching me with an amused expression as I stopped halfway, looked at the letter, and started pacing again.

"You're going to make a hole in the floor, you know that?" he said smiling at his own joke.

"Yeah, well, we're wizards, we'll fix it," I replied looking at the letter again.

"I told you not to be so obvious," he said matter-of-factly.

"You told? You told me?" I asked incredulously. "The closest you came to telling me was saying that it was pretty obvious it was me."

"Well, I thought that would sum it up quite well," he said shrugging.

"Sum it up? Remus stop speaking in riddles!"

"When did I speak in riddles?" he said frowning.

"Well if you had been a little bit more direct with me I probably would've made something up so that she didn't think it was actually me!"

"You know, you might be overreacting… she doesn't necessarily might think it's you."

"Remus, I told her my ex-girlfriend is dating the guy she likes," I said. "Don't you think that might give it away?"

Remus frowned. Then a smile formed on his lips. And then he was full on laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

He put a hand up as if to say 'give me a break' and continued laughing.

"What?" I asked annoyed.

He stopped laughing almost immediately. "Well, Sirius, you're not exactly the only guy she's dated, you know."

"I know that!" I said, I wasn't exactly in the mood to discuss the fact that I hook up with sluts. "But that's not the only thing that might give it away, Remus, you know?"

"Well, I would know if you'd let me read the letter," he said indignantly.

"No, I'm not going to let you read the letter," I said, he opened his mouth to protest but I spoke before he could. "I'm going to read it and point out the highlights of the letter, shall I?"

He shrugged as I started reading the letter.

I don't know about you but having an older sister who just happened to be the apple in your parents' eyes isn't so comforting. I just make the best by it by exceeding what I'm pretty sure my sister wasn't able to do while in her school years here in Hogwarts.

"In this part of the letter, she starts off light… giving no hint at all that she knows who I am… you know casual… like all our previous letters…" I could see Remus' facial expression as one of holding in laughter but ignored him and continued reading the letter.

I do not know many people who are afraid of commitment but a particular name pops into my mind and I don't even know that person personally.

"Ah yes… this might be the part where she turns into a sarcastic little–"

"Continue reading please…" said Remus.

So I suppose you aren't the only one who's afraid of it. I have to comment here though that the person who also shares your phobia also happens to be considered, by the majority of girls, to be quite handsome.

"She even commits the atrocity of complimenting you before mocking you?" said Remus smiling. "I think I'm in love."

I glared at him and continued reading.

Perhaps you two know each other. I'm pretty sure you do, his name happens to be Sirius Black.

"You know Sirius, you might be overreacting…" I said mocking Remus. "Blah… blah… blah… Remus, at this point I think it's pretty obvious she's making fun of me…"

So you like a girl but you feel weird about it? Well, that is quite interesting to hear from you considering that you have written that you did not have a problem expressing yourself to any girl for that matter. Why should it be scary? Is it the thought that she might not be interested in you or is it that she's just out of your league? (though strangely that's hard to believe). This is quite a conundrum that's for sure. Better yet, who is she? You know I won't tell… haha.

"No she's not out of my league! There is just that little fact that I have NO IDEA who she is!"

I find it interesting that Alicia also happened to be the girl you once dated. So there is indeed a way to find out who you are! Well, of course I won't go and ask her who was her last boyfriend… I think I won't have the nerve in asking…

"Well, at least you know she's not brave enough to ask Alicia if she dated you," said Remus, he's so wise.

As for Dale, well, I really don't like him... like him. I was just feeling… I don't know… I don't want to say that I wanted someone (well, that didn't sound proper), just wanted to feel that well… I won't even finish that sentence because I'm sounding pretty much… sentimental.

"Sentimental, huh?" said Remus before he busted out laughing.

Ten minutes later when Remus had finally composed himself he asked the stupidest question he could ever come up with… "So… what are you going to do about it?"

It was one of those moments when you are not sure whether you should beat up the person or simply kill it and get it over with.

"You are such a genius," I said sarcastically. "Why do you think I've been wasting my time telling you about this?"

His mouth formed an 'o' before he shrugged. "Well, I don't know what to tell you, mate."

"Yeah, I figured that much," I said falling back on my bed. "Well, I have two options. One: I could tell her it's me and commit social suicide–"

I was interrupted by Remus' burst of laughter. "Social suicide? Who talks like that?"

"Shut up, Remus," I said. "And option two would be to figure out who she is while I pretend to be someone else who is in my year, is a playboy, and has the same girls I mentioned–"

I broke off as I realized who that person was and how it would be believable if the person was in on the plan.

"James," we whispered in unison.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thank you so much for the reviews... i love reviews... thay make me happy... happiness makes me update faster... ok... im going to shut up now...