Last hope (a marauders era story)

8.

I smile when i realise that today is Sunday, and jump out of my bed, and pull on a clean pair of black skinny jeans, and a green chiffon shirt that went down to my thighs with a black vest top underneath, i loop a silver belt around my middle and pull my hair into a messy bun and grab my note pad and run down to the great hall, i run to the nearest table which just happenes to be the Gryffindor one, and grab a croissant, and a bacon roll, i take a bite of the croissant, when i hear Sirius, "charm!" I turn around, and swallow the food, "yeah" i say "when are we supposed to come up-" i give him a look, and he shakes his head, "what time?" He amends him self, "half an hour" i say taking his orange juice and draining the glass, before running back out of the great hall, eating my food.

i label the boxes, with cursive, and lay them on the table that i was thinking about, and place the one of Lucius and cissys box, each couple has a box, but they all have one each as well, the door flies open, and i grab my wand from my sleeve and point it at the door, and sigh, "it's just you" i say as Sirius, Bella and meda walk in, "yeah, just us" Sirius says, pulling his bag off his shoulders and flipping onto the sofa, "ah, this is comfy" he says burrowing into the cushions, i roll my eyes, and Bella and meda, place their bags down, and sink gracefully into the armchairs, i smile and pull each bag toward me, and empty the pictures onto the floor, i look at Sirius and see him laying on his back, i grab my own bag and tip my pictures onto the floor, and grab an apple, and take a bite, before aiming it at Sirius, and throwing it, he turns his head to me, and throws his hands out and catches it, taking a bite, "you're gonna have to do better than that" he says, tossing it back to me, i catch it and take a bite myself, before dropping it in a wastepaper basket, i stand up, and grab his ear, "how about this" i say dragging him off the sofa, "ow how ow ow, get off me" he says as i drop him where the photos are, "sort them into piles, of each person, or couple" i say, he groans but starts to sort them nonetheless, i turn the the girls, "hey ladies, what's up" i ask as i plop down into an arm chair, "not much, mum, wrote to us asking if we hexed any muggleborns, we haven't replied, yet" meda replies, "my mum hasn't wrote me yet" i say as i lean forward, "what about Sirius" i ask softly, glancing back at him, "he got a howler yesterday, aunt walburga told him she doesn't want to see his face again", Bella whispers, i frown, "i can talk to auntie walburga, tell her that Sirius begged to be placed in slytherin" i offer, "there's no point" Sirius speaks up, "she'll hate me anyway" he says shrugging, i shake my head, "nah, we all know if anyone can get her soften, it's me" i say, smiling at him, he nods, "you can try, but i seriously doubt it would work" he says and i burst out laughing, "what?" He looks at me, "honestly Sirius, you're gonna have to find some words other that seriously" i say, giggling again, he sighs and shakes his head, "why in gods name is there so many pictures of snivelus" he says in disgust, i glare at him, "what the hell is your problem?" I ask, "him" he replies, "what has he ever done to you!" i yell, he stares at me, "he exists charm, it's bad enough being in the same country as him let alone the same room" he retorts, i stand up, "Severus has done literally nothing to you" i spit at him, "you only just met him on the bloody train" i say, as i continue to walk closer to him, he shakes his head, "nah, him and him mum came to my house, his mum was all bruised and crying and begging, and he was dressed in rags, and his mum kept talking bout his his dad kept hitting her, so he couldn't hurt her son, pathetic really" he says, i smack him hard across the face, "you stupid, twisted, evil little rat!" i say going red in the face, "you are laughing and bullying someone because he has to watch his dad lay into his mum just so she can protect him, and he probably gets beat up too, and you just make it worse by picking on him, you're worse than you goddamn mother you know that, at least she only blasted them off the family tree, and never spoke to her again!" I yell, he stands up, and glares at me, before flinging his hand forward and smacking me in the jaw, "hey!" I hear Bella yell, as she runs towards us with meda on her heels, i stand straight and stare him in the eye, "you can forget about the letter to your mum" i say, as heat builds up in my cheek, "you absolute prick" I say standing still, and staring him in the eyes, he looks away, and storms out of the RoR, i put a hand to my face, and pull it away quickly, wincing, "ah" i say, as i walk over to a mirror, and stare as my cheek starts to bruise, i glare at my reflection, and spin around and slam all the photos into the boxes, and shrinking them, and put them in my bag as i hook arms with the girls and hold my head up high as we walk to the hall for lunch.