I don’t mind you hangin’ out
And talkin’ in your sleep
It doesn’t matter where you’ve been
As long as it was deep, yeah
You always knew to wear it well and
You look so fancy I can tell
And I don’t mind you hangin’ out
And talkin’ in your sleep
I guess you’re just what I needed (just what I needed)
I needed someone to feed
I guess you’re just what I needed (just what I needed)
I needed someone to bleed
Friday 28th April 1978
“Remus...Remus. Fuck’s sake, wake up...”
“Piss off,” Remus muttered, still half asleep as he rolled over. “S’the middle of the night.”
“You’re grinding your teeth again,” Sirius whispered, frowning.
“I can’t help it. Go to sleep.”
“Between your gnashing and Prongs’ snoring and Wormtail getting up every five minutes, how can I?!”
“Oi!” Peter’s indignant voice came from the opposite end of the room, “I have a nervous bladder!”
“You shouldn’t drink so much before bed!” Sirius hissed.
“Sor-ry, mother,” Peter grumbled, “I didn’t realise you were monitoring my biology.”
“You trip over your dirty laundry every time you get up!”
“Actually, it was Moony’s books!”
“Not mine!” Remus protested, “For the prank!”
“All of you, shut up!” James snapped.
For a moment, there was silence.
“Bloody Wormtail,” Sirius grumbled, rolling over and shoving his face into his pillow.
“Great, now I need the loo...” Remus sighed, shoving back the blankets and crawling out of bed.
Everyone had been on edge lately, for good reason: NEWTs started next week, and there wasn’t a single seventh-year who wasn’t feeling the strain of endless revision. Even Sirius had found himself roped into a few study sessions, not wanting to let James and Remus one-up him when it came to their final marks.
Sirius shut his eyes and tried to fall back asleep, listening to the quiet sound of water rushing and the bathroom door opening and shutting. The moment Remus was out, Peter dashed over to the little bathroom, footsteps scurrying across the floor. Suddenly, an explosion of light burst through the room; in fumbling for the switch to the bathroom, Peter had accidentally turned on the overheads. Sirius squeezed his eyes shut, startled out of the sleep that he had just begun to drift into.
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All the Young Dudes ( Sirius' Perspective )
FanfictionAll the Young Dudes by mskingbean89 written from Sirius' POV, All credits for this story goes to rollercoasterwords on ao3. *THIS IS NOT MY ORIGINAL WORK. *THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR OF THIS STORY IS ROLLERCOASTERWORDS ON AO3.
