Started: Tuesday July 19th 2005
Ended: Tuesday July 26th 2005
The Darkest of Night
Professor Dumbledore, an elderly, very wizard looking man turned the corner just as Prefect and good-boy Remus Lupin lunged at his close friend, Sirius Black. This was an odd scene indeed. James Potter and Peter Pettigrew stared dumbfounded at their friend, but didn't hesitate to try and fend Remus off.
The brunette haired boy was furious. Never had he felt so betrayed, so broken, so...angry! Sirius Black was supposed to be his best friend. He was supposed to be his buddy through thick and thin. He was supposed to be best man at his wedding. He wasn't supposed to marry the girl of his dreams!
"You son of a bitch! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" he shouted angrily, not noticing the Headmaster standing nearby. Sirius stared at Remus with fear in his eyes and momentarily turned to glance at Drusella Cammolie. Her dark features seemed to falter for a second, as her eyes went wide with shock.
"Moony-Remus, calm down!" James was trying to say, as he and Peter held him by the arms so he wouldn't attack Sirius. Lily Evans looked just as bewildered as Drusella, and Sapphira, the third girl, looked absolutely miserable. Dumbledore stared as the usually calm and collective Lupin kicked and screamed, threatening his friend with murder.
"Stop it, Remus!" Sapphira cried through tears. This, however, had no effect on the angry boy, for he continued to scream and throw a fit.
"Mate, stop it! Do you want me to hex you? I sure will, if you don't-oh stop it! Let Sirius explain himself! Rem-Remus, stop it, you're gonna hurt yourself...Oh, listen-Sapphira wants to tell you something!" This seemed to hit Remus, who turned around furiously and pointed an accusing finger at his girlfriend.
"You've liked him all along, haven't you! You just messed with me, you thought it was funny! Oh, who'd I think I was-with a pure blood like you liking me? You only wanted Sirius! Sapphira! Sapphira! Why d'you do this! I love you-"
Sapphira turned around and cried even harder. Remus was acting crazy, so unlike his usual self. Everyone stared at the boy, while a dark haired girl shrank in the background. James turned around and looked at her.
"Betrothed...Betrothed...they're betrothed." She was whispering.
"Drusella..." James began. Drusella looked up at him, and her eyes widened as if she was noticing something no one else could.
"They're betrothed...Sapphira and Sirius are...betrothed...they're getting married...they're parents want them to-"
Sirius jumped up. "That's just it! See Moony! I don't want to marry Sapphira! Our parents arranged it! They want their names to remain pureblood!"
"If you're joshing me, I'll rip you up, limb by bloody limb." Remus said dangerously.
"There will be no ripping of limbs nor killing." A misty, crackle voice said. All students looked up to see the Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, stalking towards them. He wore robes of the deepest red and wore a tall wizards hat in the matching color upon his head of thin, gray colored hair.
Remus looked horribly embarrassed but still rather angry.
"Oh, sorry Professor," he mumbled. Sirius massaged his neck and took a retreating step back.
"Yes, yes, all is well. Now, please tell me what's so horrible that you wish to be rid of Mr.Black, Mr.Lupin?" Dumbledore asked fairly. Remus growled and looked at the floor as his hands once again folded into fists.
"It's personal, Professor. If you don't mind-"
"When a student threatens or attacks another student, Mr.Lupin, it becomes my business. Now, I would like to know the reason why you did both to Mr.Black. Come to my office, if you are afraid to have someone over hear, but, Mr.Lupin, if you really wanted the whole situation to be quite private, I suggest you start swearing and fighting away from the most crowded place in Hogwarts." Remus turned red.
"Ye-yes, Professor." He mumbled.
"Professor...it's because...because Sirius and I...our parents...they've betrothed us." Sapphira said in a meek and tear stricken voice. Remus looked at her and felt immediately ashamed. He'd never let his anger get away with him like that. He'd never wanted to yell at Sapphira or attack Sirius. It was like when he became a werewolf. Yes, it was the wolf inside of him that gave him that totally barbaric anger bust.
Dumbledore nodded lightly and said, "Well, yes, that would seem to cause some problems. I see this isn't by choice though?" Sirius and Sapphira shook their heads quickly.
"Not at all, Professor! You know how some Pureblood families are! They don't want the perfect Black name on anything less." Sirius said irritably. Drusella shot him an unreadable look, but turned her head away, running a hand through her dark hair.
"Ah, I see...well then, there is no reason for this random break out. If you'd be so kind, please don't let something like this happen again. With all the terrors and such going outside, the last thing we need is to find some of our students' limbs scattered across the halls of Hogwarts." And with that, the Headmaster gave the students a firm look and walked away, humming merrily to his self.
There was a long, awkward silence between the seven students. Remus looked feverish with embarrassment and kept shooting scared and sorry glances at Sirius and Sapphira. Sirius' eyes were kept planted at his feet and Sapphira wrapped her arms around her chest and bit her lip. Peter was at a loss for words, just as Lily was. James took hold of Lily's hand but looked at Drusella who's face looked funny as though there was a mix of sudden anger and hilarity on it.
"Okay then...that was interesting." James began to say with a nervous laugh. Remus looked up and looked really ashamed.
"I'm so sorry, Sirius...Sapphira. I don't know what got over me. I can't believe I just did that!" Sirius laughed just as nervously as Prongs did, and massaged the back of his neck.
"Woah-kay...never you mind that, Moony. But, blimey, I had no clue you could fight like that." Remus blushed deeply and turned to look at his girlfriend. She had a kind, genuine smile on her tear-streaked face, and her cheeks were just as red as Remus'.
"It's all right, Remus. I can understand. Now I know never to piss you off though." She said, making everyone laugh.
James took hold of Lily's hand and looked at his friends squarely.
"Since we've got that out of the way, me and Miss Evans have some Head's business to attend to. If you don't mind..." he said, pulling her in the direction of the Head's Dorm. The others nodded without so much as a rejection, and the two Heads ran off.
Lily looked at James suspiciously. "What Head business are we supposed to be doing?" James grinned mischievously and took her other hand in his. He began leading her to the dorm, walking backwards and grinning at her all the way.
"Nothing, just a pretty damn good excuse to do this." James said, and suddenly, he'd pinned her against the wall and the two were kissing fiercely. With all the attacks and problems and such, the two rarely had any time to be at all intimate, and this was a great relief. Lily thought it felt good to be kissing James again, after so long and deepened the kiss. Both were so caught up in the moment, not caring that a few first years were gaping at them, that they didn't notice someone standing behind them until they coughed.
James and Lily broke apart instantly as they saw Professor Slughorn, the Potions teacher, looking at them cheerfully. Each blushed turning the color of a radish and looked away from the Professor and each other.
"Well, its good to see there's still some love in the world. Lily Evans and James Potter; can't say I've always expected this. If only more mortal enemies would just loosen up and be like you two." And then he left without another word. James grinned playfully at Lily and wrapped an arm around her waist.
"Yeah...then Sirius and Snivilly could have three little children and live in a house with a picket fence, while their cherry neighbor, Voldemort would come over and borrow sugar." He said in a well acted out happy tone. Lily laughed and smacked him.
"You're such a prat, you know?" she said. He grinned the famous Potter grin again and began leading her, once again, towards the dorms.
"After the seven hundred and fifty times you've mentioned it over the past few years, I finally grasped the concept, yes."
"Hmn, five years of completely disaknowlaging your existence. But, then again, you might have been among the various crushes. Victor Tantarf was no you, but then again, I doubt Severus Snape has much on Sirius." James looked at her with raised brows.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked suspiciously. Lily smiled and raised her hands in defense.
"Hey, I wasn't the one who fancied Snape or Sirius. That's Drusella we're talking about." James almost choked on his own breath. He looked bewildered at the mere thought.
"Dru liked Snivilly!" he gasped. "Woah, wouldn't Padfoot have a field day with that one." Lily laughed and punched his shoulder playfully.
"Oh, does it matter if she did or didn't?" Lily asked, ignoring her own reaction to the news. Maybe she shouldn't have spilled Drusella's secret.
"Of course it matters! Lily, this is Snape we're talking about; us Marauder's mortal enemy-"
"James, you are overexagerating! It was an old crush. It's not like she's snogging both Snape and Sirius-" James' hands flew to his ears in a very childish way.
"Eww, eww, don't even think that! Just the thought of anyone wanting to get that near Snivilus is sickening!" Lily laughed again, but this time more ironical then comical.
"Does that change your views on Drusella then?" Lily sighed as he looked at her strangely. "Is she not good enough for your best mate anymore?" She said irritably, ceasing his confusion.
James frowned and ran a hand through his messy hair.
"Change my views on Drusella? Well, sorta kinda...not that I suddenly think Dru's unworthy of Sirius!" he added quickly at Lily's flabbergasted look. "It's just...she seems so...well, unlikely to like someone like Snape."
"Oh, and who would fit that category?" Lily asked impatiently.
"That's a pointless question. No one but a crazy would like Snivilus...'specially Drusella Cammolie of them all. She may be buddies with Narcissa and her little gang but I doubt even they enjoy Snape's company."
"I don't know," Lily said in a singsong voice, "Snape is a loner as is Drusella. Really, they're both crazy for the dark arts-"
''Which I can't believe Sirius stands. You know, you'd never think he'd fall for a girl whose exactly what he's against. Infatuated with black magic, cold hearted and the least likely person you'd see holding a teddy bear and talking about love."
"But he loves her nonetheless. It's horrible that he and Sapphira are engaged though, those evil parents of theirs!"
"Some Pureblood families," James started off coldly, "are so bent on keeping their families pure that they don't even care what it does to their children. The Higgs know Sapphira likes Remus but what would they want with a poor half blood? And the Black's are obviated to Drusella's position, but they'd be damned to have a 'filthy mudblood' hold their name."
"You're family doesn't seem to mind. And, if I am not mistaken, they're on pretty good terms with the Black's and the Higgs'." James shrugged at Lily's comment.
"My family will accept anybody. The only problem they've got with you is my stupid father's obsession with my Quidditch career, but he'll get over it eventually. My parents don't care if they have a muggle in the family, in fact, they're quite looking forward to it. My mum's absolutely crazy about you-always asking me how you are. She's got my father's obsession with Quidditch only with grand children. With having only one child-and it being a boy, she's looked forward to the day I marry and have kids, especially a little girl, for quite a long time."
"Well, we're not exactly trying to ease her haste, are we then, Potter?" Lily asked with a mischievous and cocky grin. James laughed and smacked her shoulder in a playful manner.
"Watch your language, Ms Evans-you're Head Girl, you're supposed to be setting a good, clean, innocent example."
"Okay then, I'll remember that!" And with saying that James looked absolutely horrified.
"You can't-you don't-you won't-Lily, that's pure evil!" he sputtered incoherently. Lily laughed and began walking ahead of him. Sometimes James could be such an idiot. He never stopped to think before he said something; but then again, maybe that was one of the reasons she loved him so much. He was a man, but still had enough boy in him to make her feel carefree as a child once again.
"James Potter, James Potter, when will you ever learn?" she asked merrily.
"Right now-I've learned, Lily." She turned to face him. His hands took her's and he looked into her eyes.
"Do you know how much I've wanted to do this? How long I've wanted to hold you in my arms? Kiss you whenever I wish? Tell you that I love you and hear you honestly say it back?" Lily was taken aback by his sudden words, but couldn't help but feel the romance in them.
"Till the end of time, James." She whispered. James shifted a bit and gave her a kind smile.
"Lily Marie Evans...will you marry me?" he asked slowly. Time seemed to freeze as those words fell from his nervously shaking lips. Lily felt her breath catch in her throat. They hadn't been dating that long, but she felt no reason to decline. It was strange how someone could come upon a final decision that quickly over something so important.
"Yes,." And he kissed her. Never in his life could he have been happier.
That night, Lily fell asleep in James' arms. They had laid there for hours, just talking about life; their past, their present and their futures. It felt good and secure to know that they would never be alone again. Not when they had the bounded company of each other.
This only happens in fairytales Lily thought in a sweet slumber. I am lost in a perpetual fairytale, perfect to my liking and with James. It will no longer just be me-it will be Me and James. I will no longer be Lily Evans-I'll be Lily Evans Potter. We'll lead an amazing life and have children and spend the rest of our time on and in Heaven and Earth together.
Had someone told her, just last year, that she would date James Potter and then agree to marry him and tie herself to him for all eternity, she'd seriously find them in need of mental assistance. Yet now, as she lied in his arms, in his tight and warm embrace, it seemed the most natural, the most perfect thing in the world. Leaving him seemed much more insane.
They hadn't told anyone yet-after having to do Head duties, homework and more head duties, they missed dinner and didn't get a chance to catch up with the rest of the gang. Lily couldn't wait to tell Andrea, Sapphira and Drusella. She knew they would all be happy for her-or at least she hoped.
"It's late...go to sleep." A grumpy, masculine voice said. Lily turned her head and smiled lovingly her boyfriend's sleepy figure. Fiancce-she corrected her self. Butterflies erupted in her stomach as she thought those words.
"I can't..." she whispered. He squeezed his eyes shut and groaned, turning from his side onto his back. He stared at the ceiling as Lily snuggled closer to him.
"You're going to regret it in the morning. You could-" he broke to yawn-" read a book or something." Lily shook her head. Reading wouldn't help her fall asleep. She was still wide awake, still excited about earlier's moments.
It took awhile, but finally her eyes began to grow heavy. Lily dreamed of her and James' future together. It was then that she knew this was what she wanted. It was then that she knew there was no chance she'd back out of this. It was then that she was finally complacent with her once lonely life.
The quater moon shone brightly over the castle, draping the grounds with a pale blanket of light. A shadow scurried across the lawn, it's trainers squeaking and squaking in the rain-wet grass. The figure kept running. As it passed over a large clear section of light, its face could be seen. It was a girl with long dark hair that bellowed behind her like a cape as she ran. Fear surrounded her, her storm gray eyes drunk with it.
She looked behind her, watching to be sure that no one was there. When she saw no one, she sighed and began walking back to the castle. Suddenly she walked into something hard and someone grabbed the lapels of her windbreaker jacket.
The girl tried to let out a terrified scream but a hand muffled it before it could leave her mouth. The thing gripped harder onto her jacket, pulling the scared crapless girl closer to itself.
"I'd shut your mouth if I were you, you pretty little thing. You wouldn't want someone to get the wrong expression, now would you?" The thing asked in a low, male heavily accented voice. The girl twisted and turned in her captor's grasp, but fell unsuccessful. She fidgeted around for her wand, but felt the thing's other hand cover her's. It took her wand rudely from her hands and held it up to the light, examining and admiring it. It smiled wickedly.
"Gonna use this against me, were you? A petty little thing. Wizards and witches are fools!" It growled angrily, shoving the girl to the ground and settling above her.
The girl got a good view of the thing, which turned out to be just what she feared. The man grinned evilly, pushing her harder into the dirt and grass. She could feel the mud in her black and white hair, and knew that her ripped muggle jeans and muggle jacket were stained with it too.
"Let go of me!" she snapped, shifted under his weight when his hand briefly left her mouth. He snickered demonically and shot her a smooth but horrid smirk.
"It's really your fault isn't it? All those gullible fools in that school of yours are behaving, doing as they're told and sleeping safely in their beds. But you...no, you thought yourself different. What, too different to obey that Headmaster of yours? Sneaking out and wandering in the darkness, you naughty girl. Hold still-this will only hurt a little-"
"Geroff meh!" The girl screamed against his cold, pale, death like hand. The man laughed again. His black shaggy hair, no-pigmented skin shined in the moonlight. His eyes, wide with excitement stared into her own gray ones, not loosing eye contact as if tapping into her mind. It was almost like looking at an evil Sirius.
"Oh, come on, I only want to play. You can't blame a man for wanting that, now can you?" His laugh was so cold, so cruel and so dead. She twisted and turned again. An idea struck her and she lifted her knee, pinning the man between the legs. He let out the expected, loud wail of pain.
She jumped up and ran for it, fleeing the scene on weak, straining and tired legs. Her breathing was off beat, and she huffed for air, desperately trying to ignore the sudden pang of pain in her side. The girl found the secret passage way she used to get out and locked it, turning only to head back into the Ravenclaw tower.
Everything was silent and dark, the only light illuminating from the tip of the girl's wand. She walked slowly and quietly, praying that no one would be around. She caught no glimpse or sign of anything awake or moving as she began to climb the staircase that lead to her House's portrait.
"Hey, Drusella!" a strange voice asked. The girl turned around suddenly, fear striking her eyes and her heart beat racing once again. She sighed when she learned it wasn't that thing-that man, it was only Sirius. Her tall, mishivious Gryffindor boyfriend looked at her strangely, as he too held his wand up with the lumos spell casted upon it.
Drusella looked at him with a mixture of fear and relief as he stared back at her, his brown eyes transfixed with her own. She muffled a squeal and turned her face from his, covering her eyes with her arms. It was like seeing those horrible, cold eyes again.
"Dru, what's going on?" Sirius asked as he took the four steps she had taken and reached out to touch her. Before his hands could lay themselves on her, she jumped out of the way and backed up against the wall. She couldn't help it. Those vivid images kept weaseling their way back into her mind. The evil creatures eyes, the evil things touch and its voice penetrated through her soul, rocking her slowly and torturing her until she was rendered weak and paranoid.
Sirius looked taken aback as he pulled his hands to his side again, and looked at her with eyes full of concern. Drusella straightened herself up and brushed a strand of dirt smudged white hair from her face.
"Sorry, I'm just tired and my imagination is being an impudent little berk. What are you doing up this late anyway?" She asked, fixing her voice to be calm and breathy. Sirius sighed, seeming to buy it and grinned at her coolly.
"Just a little Marauder business" his stomach growled, giving him away and making Drusella laugh. She smiled and shrugged sheepishly.
"You guys have no limits, do you? Going to sneak into the kitchens, I suppose?" Sirius nodded and tucked something further into his robe pocket, which was wrapped tightly around him.
"Well, then, don't let me keep you. Night, Sirius." She said, and turned back up the stairs. Sirius called her back and she turned around to face him annoyingly.
"Don't I get a good night kiss?" he asked. She shook her head and laughed, tilting her head to the side and scrunching up her nose.
"Nah, I don't kiss married-or engaged men. Good night, Mr. Black." And then she really left him there, standing with his mouth wide open as if he wanted to say something.
As she walked down the dark corridor, she closed her eyes briefly. The images kept flashing back in her mind like unfeeling lightning. The demons still lingered in her head, laughing at her as it toyed with her in its own pleasure.
Drusella felt sort of bad for leaving Sirius like that but she hadn't only done it because of his 'secret engagement.' No, it wasn't that at all. She had learned that she didn't mind the problem much earlier that night as she sat on Lonely Hill thinking about it. She couldn't rightly blame Sirius or Sapphira for the situation, after all they had about as much control over it as she did which wasn't any at all. It was because...for some reason, she couldn't get close to him. Fear bubbled in her like they did in cauldrons as he stepped nearer to her and she felt herself fearing his touch.
"Pumpkin Pastries..." she murmured to the portrait and stepped in as it swung open. Inside, everything was dark, including the fire which had died so long ago that the ashes were cool. Knowing the dorm like the back of her hand, Drusella easily made it up to the Girl's dormitory, and to her bed without bumping into a single thing. She pulled off her jacket and shoes and socks, putting them properly away. As she began to pull her gray 'Bangles' shirt over her head, she began to think of what had happened before that horrible thing found her.
She had taken her secret passageway out of the school and hurried to Lonely Hill, a hill that sat over looking the ocean with only a single tree upon it. She and Sirius had named it this because both came there to be alone and to think. She really wanted to think and really wanted to be alone. The new of Sirius and Sapphira's engagement had shocked everyone, even her.
Dru could remember being slightly angry and slightly embarrassed. She wouldn't have ever thought that something like that could make her feel that way. It felt almost like he was betraying her and she couldn't stand it. How could Sapphira Higgs be marrying Sirius Black! He was her boyfriend-HER'S, not Sapph's. She guessed this was what jealousy felt like.
She was sitting on the hill when she finally talked herself out of her jealousy. It was weird how she trusted Sirius so much, when she never trusted anyone else before, except for maybe Professor Dumbledore. As the night wore on, she began to feel herself tire, and decided to head back.
The walk back to the castle seemed so much longer then the trip from it. Not being one who was easily afraid, it was strange to feel that chill run up her spine. It was dark and absolutely silent, which was something she rather enjoyed but quite odd to experiance at Hogwarts.
The wet grass squeaked under her wet sneakers as she stomped past the Forbidden Forest. Just the sight of the forest at night gave her the creeps. That was when it happened-that was when that horrible thing popped out of the darkness and attacked her. It chased her half way across the school campus, looking evil and very hungry.
Morning came too early, but James and Lily were both bright eyed and bushy tailed when their eyes opened and met each other. It was strange, Lily thought, to wake up and look at a man that you've hated for the better part of six years and to willingly and happily admit that he is your fiancee. It was just weird to think of herself as Mrs. Lily Potter. Uncommon as it might be, she was mighty happy about it.
The two Heads met their friends down in the Great Hall as usual. Remus was just sitting down when the two walked over and took their own seats.
"Hey there, mates." James said awfully casually, causing Lily's admiration for him to excel. He'd just proposed to her and wasn't nervous one bit. She, on the other hand, still had butterflies in her stomach and was itching to tell the rest of the gang.
" 'Ello, Prongsie...Lily, don't you look rather excited. So, what did I miss?" Sirius asked with a suggestive grin. James laughed and shook his head pityingly. Lily blushed and turned her head. They hadn't 'done' anything except lay in each other's arms. Even Sirius couldn't make something disturbing out of that.
"Sorry, mate, you didn't miss anything."
Remus laughed and raised his brows. "Really, this is a first. You spend the whole night with your girlfriend and come down all flushed after doing nothing. Sometimes, you amuse me, Prongs."
"Fiancee." James said flatly, pilling more food on his plate. There was a quiet pause.
"Fiancee?" Peter asked slowly. James nodded unfazed, and continued to eat. Lily was blushing a magnificent red, and couldn't contain her smile nor emotions any longer.
"Yeah! James proposed last night!" she squealed. The three boys stared at her aghast.
"And...and you said yes!"Remus asked, rather shocked himself. Lily blushed again and nodded her head excitingly. James looked at her with an amused expression across his face.
"Aren't you rather excited? I thought it was supposed to be me who got all hyper about getting married to Ms. Lily Evans!" Lily laughed and stuffed a forkful of pancakes politely in her mouth.
Sirius laughed and shook his head wildly, his short yet shaggy dark hair flying everywhere. He leaned over on his elbows and grinned at her.
"See, Lillers? This is exactly why you'd never make a good marauder; you're too good!" This cracked Lily up and she playfully punched the marauder deemed Padfoot.
"You're such a looser, Padfoot." said James, grinning like a fool.
When the group left the Great Hall and headed for their first class, Sapphira met with them at the doors and Remus wrapped a protective arm around her. He didn't care if she was 'betrothed' to Sirius or not. He loved her more then words could put it and would be damned if he'd ever let her go because of it.
Andrea was walking with some red haired second year who seemed to be emerged in whatever she was telling her. As they passed Peter, Andrea smiled and waved small, and Peter did the same. Then she scurried off to her own class down the opposite end of the hall.
"Hey Sappy, Lily and James are getting married!" Remus whispered in his girlfriends ear. Sapphira looked at him with a surprised look, but turned around to face Lily and James who were walking hand in hand with a wide smile.
"Yay! I'm so happy for them. Lily and James Potter-it works, doesn't it?" asked Sapphira. Remus smiled and nodded.
"Oooh, I wonder how Dru took the news...you know, the...bad news." Remus frowned. He'd gotten over it...well, sort of, but he hadn't thought how Dru might take it. In fact he hadn't seen her since the incident in front of the Great Hall. He had known Drusella far longer then Sirius had, but didn't know too much about her. He knew she was a little disturbed but also knew that she wasn't completely emotionless. He was sure she must have been a little upset about the whole thing.
"Well, she sure didn't take it as bad as I did, that's for sure.'' He said with a sheepish grin. Sapphira sighed and took his hand in her's.
"You over reacted. It's only normal, Remus." It was his turn to sigh. He'd never found anything wrong with his blood history, but when receiving news including Sapphira getting married to his best friend because of their blood, it made him feel inferior. He was a half blood and not exactly rich-the opposite of the Black's who were all rich and pure of blood. The Lupin's were an average family, not tending to care about what blood lines ran through the people they associated themselves with. In fact, Tedius Lupin's friends were practically all muggles. His mother, the muggle in the family, never seemed fazed by hateful comments about her whole family being 'blood traitors'. Even Remus's grandparents were good about their children's family lifestyle.
He was brought up a simple child. This didn't mean his whole family was made up of exact replicas of himself, in fact, he was one of the only book worms in his family. But he was only a book worm because he wanted to give his children of one day a much better childhood then his was. His whole 'childhood' was basically about family and although he was sure to give that, he still wanted his family to grow in the comfort of money.
It was like a slap in the face to see his girlfriend tied off to another man who was purer of blood. It was almost as if it were telling Remus that he wasn't good enough for Sapphira. That's probably how Mr. and Mrs. Higgs felt. They didn't want their daughter to marry 'scum'. Well, that was just how things were. Families like the Higgs and the Blacks were determined to keep their lines clean. And after all, it wasn't as if he was completely 'wrong blood,' not like poor Dru who had no trace of family magic in her.
"Hey, Drusella!" Sirius cried out happily, breaking Remus from his thoughts. He turned to see the raven haired girl shuffling down the hall. She took one look at Sirius and then turned away and continued her walk with a rather frightened expression painted on her usually hard features.
Peter hit Sirius and everyone glared at the dog-boy. He stared down the hall confusedly but then looked at them incredulously.
"What!" he asked, fiddling with his bag strap.
"Oh, Padfoot, what did you do this time?" Remus asked exasperatedly. Sirius growled and heaved his bag onto his other shoulder.
"I didn't do anything! She's been like that since last night! I caught her going back to her dorm late last night after I went to get a snack and when I called out her named she flipped out and when I went to touch her she jumped like she thought I was going to hurt her. I don't know what's up with her because she won't tell me."
Everyone looked rather concerned then accusing all of a sudden.
"Well," James interjected, "we gotta get to D.A.D.A and we'll ask her there." They nodded, hoping that Dru would be willing to explain when they got to class. As they stepped into the small classroom, they found several people, including the Ravenclaw girl, sitting down. Sirius went to take a seat beside her, but Alice beat him to it, grinning as she sat beside her friend.
"Hey, Dru. Mind if I sit here?" Alice Wagner asked, with a sweet smile. Drusella shook her head, but didn't look at her.
Alice giggled and looked over at Sirius and the gang who were piling to the rows of seats behind the two girls looking rather agitated, especially Sirius Black.
"I think your boyfriend is mad at me."
"Why?" Dru asked, sounding uninterested. Alice giggled again.
"Well, obviously he wanted to sit by you but we haven't talked in ages and I just thought it might be nice if we hang out together for a bit.''
It was almost like her friend was talking from far distance. Everything seemed surreal about that moment. Since last night Dru could hardly think straight. Everything around her was a blur, the people who talked to her seemed almost non existent and dead, only their voices could be heard faintly through the strange mist that clouded her mind. Anger had replaced the strange fear that wound its way around her being. Good, anger was an emotion she understood, an emotion she was used to. She was so angry with that demon for making her afraid of her own lover. She could hardly come near Sirius. Every aspect about him reminded her of that creature that attacked her the night before. The dark hair and the cool eyes drove into her soul making her see, not the man she loved, but the man who wanted to kill her.
It rather sucked being afraid of the one person you ought to confide in. She wanted oh so dearly to ask for his help but couldn't even manage to come near him or even look at him, let alone talk to him. The whole matter was driving her insane.
She slowly turned around to challenge her fear and tried to look at him. He was much more handsome then that thing in the forest, that was for sure. And Sirius' eyes were so much more kinder and boyish and full of life, compared to the pale, lifeless ones of the thing. It was the dark hair and the dark aura about him that reminded her. It was that devilish smirk that she loved so much that she now feared.
His eyes caught her's and she suddenly saw all the pain and sorrow in the world. Through those deep, dark eyes she felt guilty and pain rush through her soul. He was suffering while she feared him and Dru knew she had to suck up her damnable fear and treat Sirius as he deserved to be treated. She wanted to love him more then anything in the world.
And then, she smiled at him. It wasn't her soft smiles that were quite rare and only given to him. It was a real, happy smile that basically screamed 'I love you and don't give a ruddy damn what others are going to say.' After all, that was how she felt.
Okie...there we go.