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"Don't tell me it's a sin to love him instead of her.
Seriously, I mean look at him!"
Basically your traditional Wizarding World Marauders Era love story between two couples with a few twists.
Twists include lycanthropy, bicuriousity tur...
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"Have you spoken to him at all?"
The courtyard was packed which was unusual in the middle of the week. It was buzzing with excitement for Halloween that was merely weeks away even though the staff hadn't even begun putting any form of decoration up except the pumpkin stickers Professor McGonagall left in the oddest of places for no apparent reason except for her own amusement. The noise came from every direction possible, no matter where we sat or in what position. James and I were sat on one of the ledges, not talking, just silently sitting with each other, comfortable for the immediate company. We were waiting for Peter but with the first prank approaching, I doubted his arrival. He was incredibly serious when it came to pranks, for some reason and even though his partner was missing, it wouldn't get in his way of winning. The throngs generated various different noises around us but my concentrated mind blocked out any unwanted din. Sirius was the only thing in my mind, after he came stumbling into my date -which I wasn't really mad about, I could never stay mad at him with a clear conscience- I hadn't seen him. AND IT HAD BEEN TWO WEEKS! Sure after I was asleep, he came tripping into the dorm, and there was the awkward moments when we were paired together for projects, forcing his attention but he hadn't said a word to me in two weeks and to put it bluntly: I'm worried. He hasn't ever gone AWOL like this ever before and sure, my own romantic emotion may have greatly impacted my worry -not the point- and Sirius and I may not be as close as I wished we were but in my defence, James felt the same way and those two were close enough to be lovers. So, it may have been understandable if Sirius didn't talk to me, but to James? Something had to be terribly wrong. What was worse was that he had been skipping classes. Usually I was able to coax him into going when he pretended he wanted to bunk to uphold his 'bad boy' image that no one else cared to notice, but with me not talking to him, it seemed he didn't care enough any more. His grades would soon start slipping if someone didn't do something.
The worst of the worse-case scenarios accompanied me and aided in my agony from time-to-time. Was it something to do with his family? The fact that he hates them would explain why he kept it from us and as much as Sirius doesn't want to admit to himself, he does in fact have the basic dose of care and affection reserved from them. They were his family, he was practically biologically wired to love them, no matter how much pain -emotionally and physically- they had caused him. Was it something to do with Regulus? He was one of Sirius' many weaknesses and his most precious attachments to his beloved family. Or perhaps something happened to him? Whatever it was, it was affecting him deeply.
His internal suffering stretched to the point where he didn't even show up for events. By events, I obviously mean the scheduled Quidditch practices and the overly-organised -by me- picnics between our friend groups. It was decently understandable that he didn't want to hang around in a tense silence with friends while he was going through a traumatic period of time. But Quidditch? Everyone knows that participation in regular physical activity -in this case, Quidditch- can increase self-esteem and reduce stress and anxiety. I mean, duh. Furthermore, Sirius was a rather crucial part of the team, and was easily the best Beater they had and of course with the Slytherin match less than a month away, James needed him,not just as a friend but as a player. Without a good Beater, several team members could get badly injured which would inevitably lead to their loss. It was a negatively impactful chain reaction, and one that neither of us wanted to have to face anytime soon.
Another thing that you would have been incompetently stupid to ignore was his new best friend: Amelia Roper. When I say best friend, I obviously mean bitchy ex-girlfriend who is toxic af and seduces every guy in sight. She's had her eye on Sirius ever since last year when she became such a slag out of nowhere. It was obvious that when she and Sirius came to a joint class together, her with her dainty locks all over the place like the domesticated love child of a wild bush and a crow's nest, smudged lip gloss and mascara and him with his dirty curls all forced down in a feeble attempt to hurriedly look innocent enough for class, that they had been doing more than just talking. It hurt to even think about but life was painful as I had to learn at a very early age and I would leave school and hopefully forget about him completely, well not completely, I would still love to be friends but I would get over him.
It would happen someday.
And until then, I was simply going to have to suck it up and watch as every day, he returned with a new love bite temporarily plastered on his skin and not be able to do a single thing. I would be forced to crane my neck during class to see him topple into the door with a new twig caught in the mass he calls his hair. I would be coerced to sit in a tortured silence with him in the Great Hall while he dragged the Ravenclaw girl to sit with him and mutter affectionate profanities in each others' ears while he ignored his true friends in a futile attempt to make himself forget whatever it was he wanted to forget. I would have to forget.
"No."
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