Finding fireworks || Sirius Black

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" What kind of sick game are you playing?"

Jocelyn's POV

I needed to say something quickly. If I let Sirius start talking, I had no doubt he'd convince me to never speak to Christian again. I had to make this quick and painful, push him away so he'd never want to come back.

"This was a huge mistake" I was surprised that my voice held and I sounded calm and sure.

"Jo, I don't think..."

"I am with Christian. This shouldn't have happened, I was upset and angry we lost the game. It was a stupid thing to do" I picked up my T-shirt and put it back over my head to disguise the trembling of my hands.

"I don't believe you"

"Why? Why is it so hard to believe I'd like the kid? He's hot and popular, he just happens to be in a different house"

"He is a horrible person who calls your best friend names because of who her parents are!"

"He hasn't called Lily anything since we started dating. He won't do it again" I sneered in his direction. This wasn't going my way at all. I needed him to, believe me, to let me go.

"Are you going to throw away your friendship with us over this one guy?"

"What friendship? James is my ex and he's now shagging my friend. Traitors both of them. It's disgusting. Remus is still in pieces over Alice and sucks the life out of everything with his sadness. Peter is off with a different girl every week or kissing James' ass in adoration. And you, well... you are you" I scoffed. "It's not like I'm missing out on much, am I? Though I'll give it to you, all that whoring around you do pays off" I would have very much liked him to punch me that moment. I felt like I needed to be punished somehow for what I had just said about my best friends in the world. It was awful and I hated myself for it, but it worked.

I was expecting him to say something, maybe shout at me some more but he didn't. He turned around and grabbing his clothes off the floor and wand from the bench walked to another end of the room. I had never seen anyone get dressed so quickly. When he was done, he walked out.

"And the Oscar goes to... Jocelyn Silverway" I muttered to myself before crumbling on the floor and giving in to the tears.

James' POV

Something was up with Padfoot. He'd come back five hours late after telling me he was going to get his wand and I could tell he was angry. Well, angrier. Sirius had been angry since New Year's Eve, not that I could blame him. I knew he was hurting, and I didn't know what to do to make it better for him.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked him when he walked into the room.

"I didn't think you'd be awake" he replied.

"Couldn't sleep. I never can when we lose"

"What a shit game" he agreed with me.

"Disgusting"

"I thought you'd be with Red," he told me.

"I was, but then she fell asleep and I came back. I didn't want to be tossing and turning, it might wake her up"

"Must be nice" he muttered.

"You'll get over her," I said.

"I don't think so. I'm starting to hate her, but that's not getting over it, is it?" he sighed.