salacious | sirius black

m i r r o r o f d e s i r e d

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖎𝖛𝖊

a/n: reader discretion is advised.

odessa xavier

I hate full moon — I mean, I hate it for Remus. He isn't very sharing when it comes to his lycanthropy, who would be...people tend to see only a monster in you. Once, Moony told me about how he unwillingly obtained his werewolf curse, it was Fenrir Greyback who turned him. The worst of it is that he's stuck with it until death.

Yesterday he wasn't socializing with us very much, only with Sirius, James and Peter aka the Marauders. They left to the Schierking Shack hours before the full moon and we haven't seen them since. Remus' probably still at the Hospital Wing and the other chaps catching up on sleep.

I wasn't getting late to my classes anymore, knee socks were in their usual place — in my drawer. Regulus and I weren't sleeping together anymore. I miss the sex, but we're friends, this time real friends.

Sooner I found out there's more to him, and I feel really great around him. Comfortable. When we're studying in library or hanging outside by the Black lake.

A week ago

  "Regulus, for fucks sake, where are you dragging me?" I pestered him, as he lead me down the school grounds, his hands covering my sight.

  "And we're here." Regulus announces taking his hands from my eyes as I keep grining widely.

  "The Black lake? Really?" I cocked my eyebrow.

   Let me tell you, how ironic.

Not that I'm complaining, although when Reg told me he has to take me somewhere, I didn't excpect it to be the Black lake.

The waves were rippling at the soft autumn wind, our hair being ruffled. Through the clouds shooted last afternoon beams of the sun. Presence of the lake was somehow very.. calming and distracting. And so was every moment I spent with Regulus.

   He softly chuckled, tucking his hands in the pockets of his dress pants. "Welcome to my only other place for my escape, except your arms, Odessa."

We stay quiet for a while, driniking in the view and atmosphere.

  "It's distracting." Is the only thing I say and keep on gazing towards the very end of the lake. There was none. The lake seemed infinite.

   Then I step closer, turning around from observing the horizont, "Like I am to you.. right?"

Regulus preens his standing slightly, keeping his hands in the pockets. I curl my lip staring into his darkened hazel eyes. He presses his lips together and doesn't say a word.

He's been going through hell for the past few days, his Death Eater 'duties' were getting to him more and more-

   Fuck the Black's family legacy. Seriously, don't they know it's destroying him?

-bags under his eyes from lack of sleep got more visible, he became thinner, starting to look like a mess. Well, he has all the rights to look like that. We didn't talk about what's he doing for the Dark Lord — he didn't want to, he needed to forget.

So what if I'm his distraction, I feel like I don't mind being it...since once he was a distraction for me.

The last class for today is Defence Against Dark Arts. Lily holds her books close to her chest, meanwhile mine are swung across my torso in my leather shoulder bag. She's been oddly quiet today.