Consequences Of The Heart.

Chapter 27: Grilling Hot Dogs.

"I didn't even think it was possible that both of you won, what the hell." We were just coming out of our Potions class and Remus and my future sister-in-law Lily were also coming out a win. Slughorn was rather impressed by both of their potions and babbled on about how identical they were, and then given them both tiny bottles of Liquid Luck and they were both full. It was so unfair. But I wasn't going to win in any case, so I didn't really care. The five of us walked down the hall; Lily and Remus talking about something secretly, perhaps TJ who very weirdly sat with them. I mean, did they even know each other. James also seemed to listen in on the conversation, but I didn't have time for such careless antics. Peter and I were well into planning our next prank. It was inevitable that it happened since the only reasons it wouldn't would be death or Lily saying 'yes' to James, one of which could happen, but I highly doubt one of us dies. 

"Well, it happened." That's all the trio said before returning to their whispers. It was oddly unsettling. But as I had been continuously doing these last few days, I just faked a smile. It was weird, to properly accept what I had accepted. I couldn't even say it out loud mentally. That's saying something considering I have no shame. 

Potions was the last class of the day, so we headed straight for the dorms, because I am -as usual- hella tired. "What if we make it look like Grindlewald was trying to attack them."

"Don't you mean Voldemort, Grindy's long gone." Peter flinched slightly for some reason.

"Yeah, right." And that's how the walk back was spent, just with banter about pranks and such. 

"Chizpurpfle." The portrait door swung open with a small gush of wind and the five of us scrambled through the hole eagerly. Peter clambered straight to bed, arguing he was 'as tired as a troll trying to think' while the four of us remained back. Remus and Lily were already curled up in the corner on the floor, continuing with their hushed conversations. "Hey mate, what's that about?" I gestured to the pair of them as James threw himself on me -while I was sitting on the couch- sucking on a sweet. 

"Talking about TJ I think, but they wouldn't tell me." He looked intently at his sweet when he spoke; he lied. I knew his tells for lying after a few days and that was definitely one of them. But I decided not to push the topic, because if he didn't want to tell me, it must have really been something I ought not to know. "Hey Sirius." He looked thoughtful, which could never be a good thing as far as I know. "And you totally don't have to answer, but." That could only mean one thing: it was about my rollercoaster ride of a sexuality. A rollercoaster ride of just about one serious loop but a rollercoaster ride nonetheless. "Why did you sleep with Amelia?" 

Oh.

"What do you mean?" I stalled the answer as long as I could but I knew exactly what he was asking and I knew I was going to have to answer eventually. And I was dreading it. Heavily.

"Well, according to the story you told me, you had doubts that night on the Astronomy Tower, but then you them spent the next two weeks banging the 'daughter of the Devil' senseless. What was that about." He seemed to have known I knew what he meant, hence the sarcasm. I was going to have to answer but just thinking of it makes me want to puke. 

"Fine. It was because I wanted to see if I could be straight I guess?" 

"Because of?" He urged.

"The assholes I'm forced to call my family." I gulped hard and saw him shift his seating position in discomfort and anticipation, waiting for me to go on. "I live my life to make theirs hell. But I'm very careful about it. But this, me and my newly discovered need for dick may just be the tipping point." He chuckled at my attempt as lightening the mood, but his short-lived happiness faded when he processed the sentence. 

"The tipping point of what?" 

"For my parents filing the papers for my disownership. If that's a word." He looked at me blankly, without saying a word for about 30 seconds before he spoke with a smile.

"Finally thinking about my offer to move in? I mean, you're already there like all the time." James had asked if I wanted to live with them for quite a while now. His parents were all on board. And truthfully, I had thought about it. But I couldn't do it, not for a while. Everytime I thought about it, there was always one thing holding me back, the one thing I couldn't leave behind. 

"You know I can't leave Regulus with those demons." Whenever I packed a bag, or a trunk, I always stopped myself because of him. I know what those people do to me, but if I go, they might take their anger out on him instead, they might hurt him worse and I couldn't live with myself if that happened. So I couldn't leave, not until I knew Regulus would be safe. James sighed in his defeat but I think deep down, I think he knew my answer already. His resigned expression changed as his eyes lazily landed on the one and only Lily Evans. He had ranted many a time into the wee hours in the night, just wanting to scream about his undying love for the girl, but no matter how many times he asked, no matter how many flowers he went through and no matter how many instances he tried to impress her, she wouldn't give in. 

But he tried again and again.

And again.

And again.

"Hey Lily, so I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me. As friends." Them going as friends would be a good start and it meant he actually had a shot of her saying yes. Not to mention he spoke fast enough so she couldn't object.

"Oh James, I would love to. But I'm already going with someone." I looked at Remus, but he shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. Then I turned back to James.

"It's okay Prongs, cheer up." 

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! SHE SAID YES!" Of course, Lily had technically said yes so I would let him live off his high as long as he could. Even if it was jumping up and down on the sofa which seemed to be all he did. "Anyway. Padfoot, wanna go then?"

"'Course mate."

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Love, Kale.