Chapter Fourteen

~Sirius~

ALL THAT DAY, I HAD a harder time than usual focusing in class, although Prongs, Moony, and Wormtail didn't seem to notice. I had no idea what was up with Prongs and Moony, but as for Wormtail…well let's just say it was fitting that he was a rat.

I couldn't even pay attention to all the curvy whores vying for my attention throughout the day, which is saying something because quite a few of them were unbelievably sexy for some reason. One had even tried to take control, but I couldn't do it. Not even go for a quick snog. I just couldn't do it.

It was all because she was on my mind.

No matter what, I was going to have her. No exceptions, and nothing was going to get in my way. I had to be creative, partly because she was so different and damn stubborn, and partly because she wasn't from around here, so who knows what it'd take.

"Siri…" one of the nameless sluts whined, pressing up against me, biting my lower lip. I could almost see her pout in the dark of the broom closet she'd pushed me in. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing," I said, turning my face away from hers. "I'm just not in the mood."

She began to run her hand up and down my chest. "Why not? It's a Friday night. We have as much time as we need, wherever we want."

I grabbed her hand roughly, annoyed. "I just don't want to, okay? Learn to take no for an answer." I pushed away from her, finding the door easily in the dark, shutting her inside to seethe on her own.

As I wandered through the halls, I searched for the exotic girl, knowing I wouldn't see her. But knowing that didn't stop me from looking or thinking about her. I hated when I didn't get what I wanted, especially when it was a girl. I knew I was practically irresistible, and the thought of some girl ignoring and blowing me off really irked me.

In my mind, though, the chance meeting where she was almost eaten…perfect. Not only had I saved her life, she had liked and trusted me. The only minor, inconvenient difficulty was that she only liked me as a dog.

Of course she did.

"Wotcher Padfoot!" I heard Prongs say as he, Moony, and Wormtail joined me.

I grunted in response.

He must've noticed my disheveled look because he smirked and asked, "What's the matter? Some skank got your tongue?"

I glared over at him. "Absolutely not." At least, she didn't pass me over as a skank.

"Then she did it better than you?"

"No, Prongs. Nothing like that," I said, exasperated.

Moony gasped. "Oh no! That's the problem!" He and Prongs shared a look. "He couldn't get any takers!"

Since they were on either side of me, I punched them both on the arm at the same time. "I'll have you know I had plenty of willing girls! I just wasn't in the mood."

They quit smiling, stopping to stare at me with mouths slightly open and worried looks on their faces.

"What?" I asked. "What's your guys' problem?"

"Are you sick?" Moony asked, while Prongs came up to me and placed his palm on my forehead.

"No…he doesn't feel clammy or hot." He grabbed my shoulders and leaned back to look me over. "Who are you and what have you done with my slobbering buddy?"

"Go shove off you prat," I said, shoving him away. But I couldn't help the smile that crept onto my lips.

"So spill," he said, much like a girl.

Moony laughed, shaking his head. "Maybe it's private, Prongs. Even beings like Padfoot need some of that every now and then."

"I just missed out on dinner, that's all," I lied. Well, it was partly a lie; I hadn't had dinner.

"That's an easy fix," Moony said, although he didn't look entirely convinced whereas Prongs was nodding like that made sense and Wormtail was being…well, Wormtail. "Let's go to the kitchens."

"Yeah. 'Cause you know how much the house-elves looove you," Prongs said, smirking.

"And vice versa," I retorted crossly.

"Would you rather starve?" Moony asked, rolling his eyes.

I thought about it for a second. "No. I guess not."

"Well then, let's not keep Mr. Grumpy Pants waiting!" Prongs said, marching ahead of us, leading the way, while the rest of us poked fun at him behind his back.

"So, you'll never guess who we ran into here earlier," Prongs said, turning around to look at me as he backed into the doors.

"Let me guess," I said dryly, "Lily."

He rolled his eyes as he sat on a barstool. "No, you moron. I'm talking about somebody you like."

"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow, ignoring the looks I was undoubtedly getting from the house-elves. "And who would that be?"

"Misses Evelyn," he said, taking on a voice similar to a house-elf's. All the muscles in my body tensed at the sound of her name, and I couldn't stop the breathy rush of words that escaped my mouth.

"How? Where? When?"

Moony laughed, and I barely noticed that it wasn't his usual, full of life one. "No, we're not eager at all, are we, Padfoot?"

Clearing my throat, I tried to keep my cool. "Nah, just trying to keep tabs on my next target."

"One who may get the best of you," Moony said, taking a small bite of food that the house-elves had put before us.

"She's probably already got a boyfriend," Wormtail piped up, hunched over his plate. "There's no way a girl like that stays on the streets for long."

"She's not even hot! I don't see why you guys keep inferring that she's some priceless gem," I scoffed, downing a glass of Butterbeer before throwing it at one of the house-elves so they'd bring me another glass.

"Then why do you even want her? We all know the legendary Sirius Black only has an eye for things that sparkle," Prongs said, shaking his head at me.

"None of you would understand, so this conversation is pointless."

"Look," Moony sighed, "I just don't think it's right to—"

"Guys, c'mon! I am not having this conversation with you again, Remus. You keep and live by your values, and I'll completely ignore and shatter them, okay? I do what I want."

"And just maybe that's the problem, mate," he said, quietly. Unable to keep my temper under control any longer, or even to handle the look he was giving me because we all knew he was right, I got up and left, needing to be alone.

A/N: Oh my goodness guys I am SOOOOO unbelievably sorry that you have no freakin' idea how sorry I am! I really did not mean for an update to take almost a full year... I'm not even going to offer up an excuse, because excuse or not, this just isn't acceptable! I really hope you guys by some miracle forgive me for this...and I promise that I'll really try to never let this long of a delay happen again.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, even though it isn't that good, and it certainly isn't matching the criteria for what ya'll really deserve. :'(

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