Written In the Stars ⭒ Sirius Black

Chapter Fifty Nine: Hazelwood

Opal and Sirius slowly got back into routine and he opened up to her about the panic attacks.

"Sirius, if they happen again I want you to tell me, please."

He shook his head. "I don't want to worry you-"

"I'm already worried, but knowing they happened will make me feel better, and it might make you feel better as well." she paused. "Have you spoken to Madam Pomfrey?"

"What is she going to do?"

Opal shrugged. "She might be able to help you,"

"She's not going to be able to mend me-"

"Of course not, but talking about it will probably help a bit."

"I don't really know how to begin, what do I do? Just rock up to the hospital wing and tell her I'm a mess?"

"Pretty much." Opal nodded.

"She's got too much stuff to worry about-"

"Sirius, she's literally a healer, it's her job to worry."

He stifled a laugh. "Hey, you're going to be a healer right?"

"I'm attempting to become one,"

"A lifetime of worrying? You really up for that?"

"Worry is my middle name, plus I doubt I'll actually become a healer, let's be honest."

"I have faith in you,"

"Then I'll mend you," she smiled softly, kissing his lips.

"Oh I am damaged beyond repair, Opes,"

Opal shook her head. "Nah, you're not. We've got Defence, we should get going."

"Oh, just five more minutes," Sirius whispered, pulling her closer.

"Just five," Opal raised her brows.

"Just five," He said solemnly.

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"Miss Wings, Mr Black, do you want to explain why you're half an hour late?" Professor Hazelwood asked as the two entered the classroom.

"Uhhhh...." Sirius scratched his head. "We... got lost,"

Opal nodded in agreement. "Peeves said that the staircase had been flooded so we took his directions, we should've known he would have done something like this."

"You could have come up with a better excuse," Hazelwood shook her head. "Take your seats."

Sirius beared a grin at the Professor, "Bloody Peeves."

She rolled her eyes and continued on with the lesson.

When the bell rang the entire class stood up.

"Remember guys your exams are very soon, around the corner to be exact." Hazelwood shouted over the class, "Miss Wings– Miss Wings, a word please?"

Opal looked at Sirius pulling a quick 'why?' face at him before turning around.

"Yes professor?"

Hazelwood smiled, "Mr Black there's no need to wait, Miss Wings will find you when we're done."

Sirius looked at Opal then back at Professor Hazelwood. "I can wait outside,"

"That won't be necessary, I need Miss Wings' help for the rest of the evening."

Opal furrowed her brows, "What do you need, Professor?"

Hazelwood didn't say anything until Sirius left the classroom, "Right, Miss Wings." she clapped her hands together. "Follow me,"