I'm Kind of Sirius (Sirius Black fan fiction)

Chapter 5 : Attention and arrivals

I haven't even written this chapter yet but I'm already looking forward to it. :) Hope you all enjoy, I'll be introducing a character even I thought was gone in this. :)

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"I had learned to ignore Ariel's grumpiness at this stage because it was just her natural mood now. It was all she really seemed to be. Grumpy. She'd snap if she called for me and I took over a minute to get there, she'd ignore me if I forgot to do something she asked me ti di like the dishes and she would scold me anytime I tried to make a sly joke towards Remus and Tonks.

All in all, she had officially turned into my mother.

But instead of wondering how someone's period could last this long, I focused mostly on Tonks and Remus' relationship and how I could convince them to get together. They obviously wanted to be together but Remus no longer trusted himself and that was something that needed fixed which seemed to be taking quite a long time due to the fact that Jordan's death had taken place over fifteen years ago.

But Remus was not the type to forgive and forget which is something I learned from the fact to this day he still hadn't forgiven Jasmine for leaving him when he had needed her most. He had put his trust in her but the pressure had obviously built up too strong and she had ended up running away from it all like something I would do.

I guess I couldn't blame her because as I just said, I would have done the same thing if I had been put into her position. Not with finding out Remus was a werewolf but if someone I kind of had a crush on, had been going out with for a bit and barely actually knew told me that they had killed someone, accident or not.

But I could agree with Remus on the fact for holding a grudge. If I were in her shoes, after a while I would have came back, stopped hiding and showed myself and work things out with the person. Something Jasmine had never tried and something I sincerely hate about her, one thing we all hated and by we, I mean the marauders.

I enjoyed calling ourselves the marauders even though we pretty much stopped being the marauders before we left Hogwarts. It reminded me of a better time, before friends started dying and people started lying and others went insane and the other got the blame. And the last one had to pick his life up from all of that. He had had a friend in jail for murdering one of his friends and being involved in the death of the other two, a friend in a mental hospital due to insanity and he himself had killed one of the friends.

Of course Peter hadn't really died but we all wish he had now because if it weren't for Peter, Voldemort wouldn't be back. James and Lily wouldn't be dead. I wouldn't have gone to azkaban. But the worst thing was, whether Peter had been alive or not Jordan would still have died. She would have still gone to try and find Ariel and I and Remus would still have attacked her and she still would have died.

I banged by head against the headboard, trying to knock the thoughts out of my head. I was thinking thoughts that could only make me depressed and it was not in anyway enjoyable. Sometimes that happened though. I would just start thinking and I would let my mind wander as I lay in the comfort of my bed (or the uncomfortable cement flooring whenever I was in Azkaban) and my mind would suddenly think of Jordan and Lily and James.

I sighed loudly and stared at the blank ceiling again. I had woken due to a small gap in my curtains which had turned out to be fairly large because a lot of sun had streamed through it. But it didn't help that the curtains were white as well. The whole house had officially been completely redecorated and I had ti admit, it was much better now thanks to the fact that it no longer reminded me of my horrible childhood.

My mind had changed a lot more since I had been Azkaban. First thing that's changed was that that stupid annoying voice had only talked once and that was a few weeks ago. Second thing was that my mind tended to drift of to sadder things now. I could be thinking of happy thoughts all the way through the day and then boom, I would be on the verge of crying over my really messed up past that not many people understood which kind of really sucked.