Back In Time

Back In Time: Chapter Thirteen

[[A/N: I figured out what I’m going to do with this story!  YAY!  THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL… I hope your all happy, make sure to tell your  friends/fans about this book, so more people can read and keep me motivated!]]

EDITED: Chapter Thirteen:

For two days, I’d spent all of my free time thinking, and thinking, and did I mention I was thinking?  The only Marauder I’d seen was Peter Pettigrew in those two days, and that was only momentarily as we passed each other in the halls.  The other three seemed to be skipping their classes for a reason unknown. 

I still couldn’t seem to come up with an answer for my father. 

Did I want to go back to the nineteen-nineties or not? 

My eyes filled with tears at the difficulty of making a choice.  My back and forth thoughts on the subject were giving me a god awful headache, and all I wanted was to relax on my bed in the dorms, but I couldn’t quite do that yet.  Supper hadn’t even been served, and it was only five in the afternoon! 

I had been having terrible trouble sleeping, and even more trouble eating recently, having had so much going on in my mind, I couldn’t concentrate on anything.  Which makes it a good thing that I already knew everything the professor’s had to teach me, otherwise I’d be failing every class. 

Sighing, I begin to get reading for dinner, though I didn’t truly see the point in going anymore as I so rarely ate and I knew tonight would be one of those nights when I didn't.  Regardless, I put on my shoes and headed down to the common room.  To my surprise, all four of the Marauders were there, sitting around and joking.  It made a smile come to my lips automatically.  I had missed them these last few days.

“Spencer!”  Peter squealed upon seeing me descend the staircase.  I waved mutedly, looking past him to the boy, nearly man, sitting beside him on the couch.

“Hi Sirius.” 

His head jerked to me, eyes lighting up much like I assumed mine had when I saw him.  I turned to the others, saying ‘hi’ as well so that they wouldn’t feel left out.

“I’d been meaning to talk to you, Spence!”  I smiled softly at the nickname.  I’d always been Spencer, never just Spence, and for some reason having someone call me that made me unbelievably happy.

“Okay…”

“We’ll meet you guys in the Great Hall," Sirius said to the others.

Taking Sirius’ hint, Peter, Remus and James left through the portrait, leaving us alone.  My heart raced as I saw how serious he was being, it was odd to not see him laughing or smiling. 

“I’m sorry about the other day, Spencer.  I shouldn’t have yelled.  I just got carried away, and I was worried that you’d get hurt.  I let my words get carried away with me, and I wanted to apologize.”

I don’t know what I had been expecting, but an apology definitely wasn’t it.  More yelling, yes.  But not ‘I’m Sorry’. 

“It’s fine, Sirius.  Is that what you wanted to talk about?”

“No.”

He sounded as though he’d meant to elaborate, but it didn’t happen.  I’d nearly opened my mouth to tell him that we should go then, but right before I did, his lips crashed onto mine. 

Heart racing, stomach rolling, I was frozen in shock.  Sirius Black was kissing me.  Me, Spencer Snape!  I wasn’t quite sure what to do, but my body most certainly did. 

My hands came up from my side, wrapping themselves around his neck while curling my fingers into the hair at the nape of neck.  His lips were chapped, but at that moment I couldn’t have cared less.  My lips finally became unfrozen, kissing back, and eagerly opening up for Sirius as his tongue swiped across my bottom lip. 

After several moments we broke apart, breathing heavily.  I smiled, not able to believe my luck.  It hadn’t been long since I realized I loved Sirius Black, and already he was kissing me.  I had to have been the luckiest girl in the world at that point in time.

“That…is what I wanted to talk to you about.  I really like you Spencer.  You’re unlike any other girl in Hogwarts.  You argue with me constantly, light my blood on fire continuously, but you're smart, and unbelievably nice.  I’m not too great with this romantic stuff, but I was wondering if you’d like to go on a date or some such?”

I wanted, more than anything in the world, to say ‘Yes, I’d love that so much’ to him, but even if he returned my feelings, I didn’t belong in this year.  Hearing myself say that, I realized I’d finally made my decision.  I couldn’t stay here, I needed to go back.  I couldn't be with someone who was supposed to be twenty years older than me.  I belonged in my own year and even if I loved Sirius, I didn't belong here.. I couldn't be with him.

“I’m sorry, Sirius.  I can’t.”

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“I want to go back to my own year.”

My father and I sat in the Room of Requirement after supper had finished, discussing what would happen.

“You may not go to your own year, you may just go forward in time by only three or four years, possibly as much as thirty or thirty-five.  There’s no way to know for sure, are you positive you want to risk that?”

His eyes searched mine for any indecision, but I made sure he found none.  I was certain of my choice and nothing would or could make me change my mind. 

“Yes.  Only, could we wait the three days until the term is over.  I don’t want to just disappear before school is even officially out, and I need the time to say bye to my friends.”  I smiled hesitantly, wondering if that was too much of a burden, but I hoped not. 

“Of course.”  Together we sat on the worn out couch until way after curfew, but I didn’t mind.  I wanted to spend as much time as possible with my father while he was being so nice.  No sneering or hateful comments, no emotionless mask or anger filled eyes.  Just me, Spencer, and my father, Severus. 

“I’m going to miss this you, you know?”

“This me?  Am I much different in the future?”

“I cannot say.  But I do have to go now, I have my last class in the morning so I need to sleep.   G’night Sev.”

“Good night, Spencer.”