𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒

「 not so innocent 」

chapter eighteen

「 not so innocent 」

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We reveal most about ourselves when we speak about others.

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   SINCE MARLENE WASN'T quite ready to leave yet, she decided to see how Sirius was when she was allowed to enter. Most of the girls were huddled around Mary, the blonde had decided to come back later to see her though as she didn't want to be in the way. James was patched up pretty quickly and had exited the wing with Remus and Peter to get some dinner before they would return to sit with their friend. She received a glare or two from the Slytherins opposite but she didn't really care, it was nothing new. Slipping through the curtain, he was just staring out the window at the greyish day.

   "How are you feeling?" Eleanor asked, walking up to his bedside. Madame Pomfrey had only just given him his first drink to fix his shattered rib cage. The girl knew the feeling of repairing bones, she had one too many visits to the ward in Beauxbatons. It was like a dull ache with a shooting pain every so often.

   "Not bad. Those Slytherins definitely have it worse." He said, smirking at the cry of pain coming from across the room. Shaking her head lightly, she couldn't help but laugh lightly as she took a seat on the edge of his bed. She pulled on her jumper, making the front baggy so it wouldn't reveal what was underneath. "That was the first quidditch match you've been to, right?"

   "Yes, and it was most entertaining." She responded, causing him to smile widely. It hurt too much to laugh, he had already tried too. "This really isn't your year, is it? We're not even two weeks in and you've been injured twice." Ellie reminded him, though he'd technically been wounded more than that if we counted emotional and mental aspects. It had all transpired from a small argument and continued to escalate.

   "I guess not." Sirius stated, almost sadly. She hadn't expected such a reply and didn't know what to say. They sat in the quiet, well the background noise wasn't so quiet. "About the other day-" He began and Eleanor swore she choked on the air in her throat. She wasn't sure if she could do this, not now, not here. "Why d-"

   "Ellie?" Marlene called from the other side of the curtain. "Are you ready to go?" She questioned as El had agreed to walk her and Delilah back to the dorm. Instantly standing up, the girl looked towards him with a guilty expression but it was the perfect excuse. That way she didn't have to discuss the one thing she hated: emotions.

   "Sorry. I'll be back later and we can continue this. I just promised them." She explained and he nodded understandingly. Glancing him over, she couldn't get a read on his body language. Damn him and his ability to hide his emotions, it made situations like this rather difficult. With a deep breath, she left. Being greeted by a shivering Delilah and a pale Marlene. "Come on. Let's get you both to bed."