Started: Sunday, July 17th 2005
Ended: Tuesdat, July 19th 2005
I don't own anything. Okay-I'm really sorry that I haven't updated in a real long time. My computer caught a bug and deleated the chapter. But trust me-this chapter is full of excites and suprises. You'll be shocked after you've read it. By the way, the title means: What they Couldn't tell. Now; enjoy Tears In Heaven.
Qu'Ils Ne pouvaient pas Dire
One could not honestly say that the week had gone by entirely peaceful. There had been several more murders in both the wizarding and muggle world. The killing of Tristan Mades was by far the most shocking of the fifteen murders. He was well known in both relms, being a very talented wizard and rich man play boy in the muggle.
He was one of the best of the new age Aurors in the country and was unmistakably murdered by the villian and serial killer under the alias-Lord Voldemort.
So far, information had leaked out about the upcomming war. Good vurus evil, however cheazy it sounded, was the idea and plot point at the time. Death Eaters-as they were called, were the followers of Voldemort. They were the select few witch and wizards hand picked by Voldemort himself that totally supported his idea to rid the wizarding world of all those who had any trace of muggle blood in them, and usually did his dirty work. Aurors were the good guys. They were the most qualified and most loyal witches and wizards who defended the inocent victims-the muglle blooded folk-from the ecvil seize the Death Eaters held. A conversation in Friday's late Transefiguration class gave root to the idea of sensible and fair jobs.
Professor Minerva McGonagal looked around her dim lited classroom, eyeing each student with proud admiration. This gaze, of course, strengthened as her honey-suckle colored eyes passed over four very special boys. Each one were better known for their knack for mischief over their well-to-do-behavior, but each were strong, smart and brave. They called themselves the Marauders or some silly group name like that-Minerva wasn't sure, and were made up of James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. All four had the power to become great wizards, and she didn't doubt any of them. Sure, she was a little difficult on the last of the boys, young Pettigrew, but she willingly and fully respected and trusted him just as she did with the other boys.
"Now, can anyone tell me what they believe is the best reason to join the Auorors? Despite the obvious fact that you probably won't be making as much as a professional Quidditch player, there are still some pros. Who can answer my question?" James Potter, a black haired boy who had a difficult year, raised his hand. McGonagal nodded to him and he got this look of total and complete seriousness on his handsome face.
"The girls, Professor." The class burst into fits of giggles and even the usually stern Professor felt the urge to smile. He grinned and shook his head.
"No, really...it's the pride. It's that unstopable sense of pride one gets when they know they're risking their necks for their country. Quidditch may have the joy of pleasing fans and doing something you really love, but stepping out there-defending innocent people-and getting the chance to fight for your own well deserved rights gives you a thrill you can never deny." James said, allowing McGonagal to smile freely.
Lily Evans, James' girlfriend, squeezed his hand underneath the desk and his friends all grinned at him. He looked across the classroom into the grey eyes of his friend's girlfriend. She raised her brows in a mysterious yet severe way.
"Very good, Mr.Potter; twenty points to Gryffindor." Professor McGonagal said, unable to contain her pride. She cleared her throat, and turned to face her students once more.
"Of course, there are other jobs that grant you the joy of pride, that don't require you to obviously risk your neck! They're called Healers, and I've had several of my female and, yes-a few male students take up this job. Its basically hospitalized work, but nothing less against an Auror. Not a bad paying job either. It's defidently a job for someone who wants that feverish good feeling Mr.Potter expressed to us but not have to have to be running across feilds protectively chasing Death Eaters."
For the rest of the period, they discussed the two jobs. Many girls wanted to be Healers, but several were excited by the mere thought of being Aurors. This group included Lily Evans, Tanya Louis, Sapphira Higgs, Drusella Cammolie and Sanjya Cooperoses.
"Being an Auror sounds like an excellent job! It even sounds a tad bit fun!" Lily was saying as they left the Transfiguration classroom.
"I'd say-the whole idea of having to render yourself emotionless seems pretty prideinflicting to me. Personally, I can't wait to give it a go." Lily and Sapphira stopped in their tracks as they looked at Drusella Cammolie confusedly. The four marauders were lagging behind, clearly amusing themselves by sniggering over something secretive.
"What do you mean 'render yourself emotionless'?" Sapphira asked, tilting her head to one side and sliding her red rimmed glasses onto the top of her mousy brown haired head. Drusella sent her a blank look and coughed.
"Now, come on-don't be an idiot. It's quite obvious that any trace of emotion will destroy your chances of being a good Auror. Emotion will be the brick wall that will seperate you from achiving what you really want. It would be fool-handy to submit into emotion while in combat. Clearly only the best Auorors can master being totaly and completely emotionless."
"Totally and completely emotionless, eh? Sounds like we've got the World's greatest Auoror aspiring before us, then!" Drusella spun around and shot a smirking Sirius a deathly glare. Remus steped past the laughing Sirius to take hold of Sapphira's elbow.
"I do believe our young Sirius has met his match." he said, in a low whisper that made Sapphira giggle.
"Amazingly funny, Mr.Black. I'd be quite interested to see how you do as an Auror...you know, pranking a Death Eater won't exactly destroy them into peices. But you know, a little smirk and some well thought out flirting might just win you their hearts." The raven haired girl said coolly. Sirius looked at her and winced.
"Ouch. You know my smirk is only for you, Du-Dru." he said in a faked pained voice. Drusella raised an unamused brow and turned away from him.
"Besides, wasn't it you who said emotion will save the person it destoryed?" Sirius asked, his voice turning serious. James and Remus looked at him, and Peter's head perked up interestedly. Drusella turned to face her boyfriend with a vacant expression on her sullen, emotion-deprived face.
"Of-of course. Yes, I said that, but what has it got to do-"
"Oh, come on then, it has everything to do with the present situation! Your emotions are your strength-your given gift. Personally, I believe that your emotions are quite worth while."
"But the lack of feeling is the safest path! If you allow yourself to feel it only brings the worse! It'll only bring you pain!" Drusella cried. James had never seen Drusella act this way, nor had he ever seen such a look on her face. The ordinary look of gloom and no-feeling was replaced with the strongest of emotions-fear and anger.
"Oh and shunning them is the smart thing! Really, you've been alone for too long!" Sirius snorted.
"But who am I to think that you'd figure that out, but an imbicile! It's never blown up in your face and it's never clawed you down, ripped you apart and began strangling you in the most unpredictable and scariest ways!" And then she scurried off, looking absolutely flustered and nearing-could it be, tears?
Sirius looked confused and stared at his companions with a weary and helpless expression. They all just shrugged back, unhelpingly.
"Oh, Sirius! That was a really rotten thing to say! How could you mock her at such a thing!" Lily snapped, Sapphira nodded with a stern expression. The two remaining girls chased after the fleeing one, but not without shooting Sirius a stony look.
Sirius looked back at his friends and shrugged weakly. Peter bit his lip and Remus and James exchanged odd expressions.
"I-now, I didn't say anything too horrible, eh?" he asked, eyeing the three of them. All shrugged and had a look on their faces that clearly showed that they would rather be anywhere but there at the moment. James dicided to break the silence.
"Well, then...we better get to lunch."
The black haired figure of a girl rushed around the corner of the corridor, not pausing nor noticing the two other girls racing to catch up with her. She didn't pay mind to the students she absent mindedly ran into. Nothing mattered as she forced herself not to cry. This would have been twice so far that a situation concerning Sirius had brought her to tears. But she refused to cry.
"Drusella! Drusella Cammolie, wait up!" A loud, female voice could be heard shouting behind her. She stopped, momentairly to allow them to catch up. When Sapphira and Lily appeared at her side, she grasped their shoulders and pulled them into an empty classroom.
"Oh, Dru, I'm sorry!" Lily cried as Drusella shut the door. Both Lily and Sapphira looked at her sadly. What had happened back there was really dramatic.
"Yeah, Sirius was a real prat." Sapphira jeered. The black haired girl looked at them exasperedly and shook her head, falling into a seat and covering her eyes with the sleaves of her black velvet robes.
"No...no, he wasn't. It was all my fault!" she moaned. Sapphira and Lily looked up at her unexpectedly. What did she mean? He had just mocked her-about her social status-right in front of her. Lily knew she'd be mad if it had happened to her. And how was it her own fault? She hadn't said anything mean or wrong.
"He was right. He was just being honest. We can't blame him for that." Lily manuvered over to wrap an arm around the depressed girl. Drusella had become somewhat of a sister-or best friend to her. Seeing her hurt-which was obvious no matter how much Dru tried to deny it-broke Lily up inside. All the 'Marauder's Girls', as they called themselves jokingly, had become family. Girls of whom she'd never spoken to she confided in most.
"Still, it was wrong of him to say that." Sapphira said crossly. Drusella looked up at her, shook her head, and then once again buried it in her trembling hands. The thick white section of her hair curtained her face, while the black fell like silk over her shoulders. They blended in with her dark robes, which she had recieved as a present from Alice that summer.
"It was easier-back then...don't you think?" Dru asked softly, finally looking up at them. The terrified, sad expression was lost and she regained her emotionless facade. Lily and Sapphira looked at each other, unsure of how to answer.
"Well, I mean, sure being little was fun-" Lily started. The dark haired girl shook her head and leaned closer in with the other two girls.
"That's not what I meant! I mean, it was easier before we got envolved with somebody. I should have known right then and there that this would only bring me pain."
Sapphira looked at her, wide eyed. "You must be joking! You and Sirius always look so happy together! Happy, you know-like you really enjoy each other's company!"
"No, No-its not like that! I love spending time with him and he's truly the greatest man I've ever gotten the pleasure to be with-but..." Drusella stopped, looking rather embarassed. Lily leaned in and shook her head, thinking of James. She understood what Dru was saying perfectly. It wasn't as though she despised James; no it was quite the opposite. She loved Potter with all her mind, body and soul. It was just, sometimes-things just seemed so complicated and sometimes she began to miss life away from worrying about dating and romance all together.
"Remus is sweet, you know. He's smart and he's funny and he defends me when I'm being teased. He doesn't physically fight-even though sometimes I can tell he wants to beat the life out of some people, but talks them straight, sometimes even scaring them with cheerful and good manered threats. But you know, sometimes it seems like he's hiding something from me-and it scares me because I feel like he doesn't trust me. But I do know I ought to allow him some privacy, allow him to have his own little secrets. It's only healthy and would be wrong of me to intrude." Sapphira said in a very mystical, very dreamy voice.
Lily smiled sweetly; James' cunning and handsome featues comming to mind. "James is absolutly amazing. He's not at all the narsacitic child I once thought him as-in fact, I've rarely seen him at all very selfish. He treats me like gold, but knows better then to spoil me. He's even a few times repremended me and I've learned from his lessons. James has his problems, theres no doubt about that, but they make him so much more attractive."
Silence fell over the three girls. All were thinking lovingly about their boyfriends, or some were.
"I'm sure Peter is...quite...nice." Sapphira suddenly said, looking rather uncomfortable. Lily grinned and looked at her.
"Nice enough to attract a twelve year old girl. Now, I mean nothing horried about it because Andrea Parker is a very lovely girl. They look so cute together, anyhow, and Peter is really good to her."
"Yeah...she was going on about something like that to me in the library."Drusella piped. Andrea Parker, the happy-go-lucky, blonde haired second year was by far the girls favorite younger classmate. With her sweet and yet spicy attitude, she fit in well with the group. Plus, she wasn't a crazed fan girl and at least someone liked Peter.
"It's quite funny, don't you think? You know, how none of us are really Marauder fan girls?" Sapphira said with a cool smile. Lily and the still emotion deprived Drusella nodded nonverbally. It was true, none of the four girls had started out as Marauder fans, except for Andrea of course. Her little squalling group of second year friends could be seen seething over the four boys. Lily felt bad for Andrea because it seemed that the more time she spent with her boyfriend, the less her friends wanted to spend with her. It must be very hard at such an aspiringly young age.
"I hated James before, thats for sure. How were you guys' veiws on your men, before?" Lily asked curiously. She never stopped to wonder what Drusella Cammolie-the scary loner and Sapphira Higgs-the strange mystical book worm thought of the two popular boys.
Sapphira blushed and let out a nervous giggle. Her thick, wavy brown hair bounced around her as she laughed, and her honey-suckle eyes lit up making her features stunning and full of life. It was no doubt that Sapphira was a pretty girl. Lily had learned that many of the 'girls in the background' as it was put, were gorgeous despite the obviously pretty popular girls.
"Oh, I always found him very interesting. He seemed so quirky and smart and nice and I always wanted to meet him. He was like the Turkey Leg Breaded Goldfish I was reading about-a very interesting specimen indeed." Drusella and Lily exchanged bewildered glances at the mention of 'Turkey Leg Breaded Goldfish' but merely shrugged it off, not in the mood to shock Sapphira by not being aware of the bizzare creature.
"What about you, Drusella?" Lily asked.
"He was alright." she muttered laizily. Sapphira hit her shoulder lightly and scrowled.
"Now that's not fair. Keep it going on." Drusella narrowed her gray eyes at the 'child of exceeding hapiness' but didn't say anything back.
"Whatever...he was okay, in my eyes. I didn't flaunt over him-never found a reason too, even if all my dorm mates ever talked about was him. When he attacked Severus a few years back I got mad at him, that was back when I sort of liked him-"
"YOU LIKED SNAPE!" Both Sapphira and Lily shouted. Drusella stared blankly at them, looking totally unfazed.
"Just a bit. He was always so nice, you know, after I befriended Narcissa. And he talked to me and chose to hang out with me, unlike the too cool Marauders. I never shared my loathing of them with Severus, but was pretty aggrivated with their constant picking on him."
"Woah boy, Sirius would flip if he knew! He doesn't...you haven't told him, have you?" Lily asked, wide eyed and wondering. Drusella shrugged indifferently.
"Never found a reason to. It doesn't matter much, does it? It was an old crush that flared and died. Besides, what's he got to complain about with a history of about twenty thousand girls at his feet?" she asked almost tiredly.
Lily looked at Sapphira who seemed to be having a hard time containing giggles. It was a bit funny that Drusella, the love of Sirius' life, used to fancy Severus Snape, the greasy haired, git of a wizard that was Sirius' main enemy. But the girl did have a point about Sirius not being able to complain. After all, her dating record only contained him and old crushes hardly mattered. He, on the other hand, had lists full of girls he dated and girls who wanted to date him.
"I find it strange that Narcissa and you are friends. You know, with her and her groups whole 'anti-muggle born' air." Sapphira said, finally gaining a striaght face.
"They aren't the nicest of people, I'll grant you that. To hang out with them, you'll just have to deal with them calling you mudblood. Really, I think its silly how people find it offensive. It's just a word and who cares what others think anyhow?"
"Yes, well, its kind of hard for some people. But thats not the point-go on about Black." Lily said, looking rather disgruntled. Drusella sighed and leaned back in her chair.
"He was handsome and smart and seemed to be really good at everything. He seemed rather brave and funny and fun to be around but he never paid any mind to me. I wasn't willing to ask him out, I'm not into those kinds of things, but probably wouldn't say no if he were to ask me. And long and behold, he did. Twas bit of a nasty shock to all his devoted fan girls when they learned that he fancied a looser of a loner. The sneers and horried comments still haven't ended."
"Why don't you just tell Sirius? I'm sure he'll tell them straight."
"Why do so? I don't want him to get involved. As I've said, it doesn't matter what others think. They didn't like me before and they don't like me now, so its no great shock. Besides, you can honestly say that its a bit strange that a boy who can have any girl he wants, chooses the least likely of girls-someone whose different and unpopular. I feel rather bad for the hardcore Sirius lovers because they should get their chances, but no-some odd ball gets it. I love Sirius a lot, but can't help but feel that I'm wasting his time. Look at all the girls who want him who are so much prettier and smarter and better!"
Lily sighed and shook her head, running a hand through her long, thick red locks.
"You're his absolute fantasy. James tells me you're all he talks about. Surely no other girl, however prettier or smarter or better can change his mind about you. And don't think you're all alone-I feel the same way. I mean, I was horrible to James for so long, to the point to make him bring himself pain, but he loves me despite it all. I, too, am blissfully aware that girls loath me and he could have his pick from any girl he wanted. It's their loss and my gain, and I don't bother to stop and think about it anymore. If James wants to leave me, its his choice, just as being with me is his choice. Thankfully, he wants me enough to suck up three years of constant rudeness and heartache. What a wonderful and strong man that James Potter is."
"Oh, same here!" Sapphira said, looking rather relieved. "I mean, he's no playboy Sirius or James, but he's still very popular with the other girls and I am quite honored that he chose to spend his time with the strange Hufflepuff rather then spend it with the suave and...easy other girl."
After their conversation the four girls headed towards the Great Hall, talking excitedly about their graduation. James, Sirius, Peter and Remus stood outside the door, leaning against the wall all looking very cool. Students were already piling out and the three girls looked rather upset that they had missed lunch.
"No worries, ladies. Us Marauders can solve that problem." Remus said bearing a rather mischivious grin on his handsome, young face. Sapphira poked him irritably.
"You're supposed to be the good boy!" she snaped, though she still smiled embarassedly. Remus grinned, leaned against her and whispered something in her ear that made her turn scarlet.
Sapphira shoved him off her and growled at him, but he only grinned very teenage boy like back.
Just then, Narcissa Black and her group of muggle born heaters passed by, all looking rather smug. She giggled and leaned over to mutter something to one of her friends, who shrieked with hollow laughter. The seven Marauders and co glared stone cold at them.
Bellatrix Black, a dark and suductive looking girl clutched her books in her hands and leaned over, looking intently at Sirius as she said, "Welcome back to the family." And she left with a smirk, as her group exploded into fits of giggles.
Severus Snape, who came walking in the other direction, grinned at Sirius malaciously, and his eyes were bright with glee. Clearly, something was up. As they disapeared behind the corner, their horrible laughter could still be heard, and all was silent beween the seven.
No one spoke, possibly trying to figure out what Bella meant by "welcome back to the family". Hadn't Sirius been disowned? Weren't his parents furious at him? His mother's yells back at the wedding had been horrible, excpecially the way she treated her oldest son. They concidered him a blood traitor. So why did they take him back?
Sirius' face was unreadable, but it had turned unusally white. He seemed unwilling to say anything, and kept glancing at Drusella with sad, hollow eyes. It was weird to see Sirius so frightened. The brave, herioic and happy boy never seemed fazed by fear.
"What was that about?" Peter finally asked, though his voice stumbled. Sirius said nothing, nor did he move.
" 'Welcome back to the family'! Your mum hasn't...why would she? She hates you, you know that!" James said, looking totally confused. Sirius snapped out of his faze and glared icily at the Slytherin's trace.
"Damn her. Who does that bloody bitch think she is! She herself knows she doesn't want me back! They're just doing this to piss us all off. To piss me off. That's why that sad excuse of a mother is doing this too. She knows it will kill me. She wants my life destroyed. She wants me to be a perfect, cronie little Black again. That son of a bitch!" Sirius began to rant under his breath angirly.
"Say what, Padfoot?" Remus asked, scratching his head.
"Don't hate me, Remus..." a soft, painful voice said. Remus turned around and looked expectaantly at Sapphira, who was in tears. He slowly turned back around to face Sirius who was looking at Drusella painfully.
"Sirius-Padfoot-what's going on?" Remus asked slowly. Sirius looked down and wouldn't face him.
"Sirius...answer me."
There was a long, eire pause.
"Sapphira and I...we're betrothed."
R&R...um...please.