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Chapter Fifteen~*~The Pain Of Deception

Heather stared, her breath coming in sharp, stabbing pains. Break up with Sirius? No...It wasn’t a possibility. She couldn’t survive without him! She needed him as he needed her. She survived on her love for him, and vice versa. She slid down to the ground. How could she possibly do this? But then...she could never let Lucius hurt him. There was no other way...she took a deep breath. She couldn’t simply tell him to leave her alone. She knew he would never do that. He would never give up on her if he thought there was the tiniest chance she may take him back. She had to think of another way. She had to make him stop loving her. But what would possibly do that? She knew he would never stop loving her, but maybe she could hurt him long enough to find a way out of this. She searched for something, her heart breaking.

She covered her face with her hands, stifling sobs as they escaped her lips. Hurting Sirius would undoubtably be the hardest thing she would ever have to do. She came up with an idea. It was a horrid idea. One that she would most likely regret for the rest of her life. She stood up resolutely. She would not let Sirius die. He would live, and he would be happy after awhile. She walked out the open door, clenching her teeth together. Walking quickly back to the Gryffindor Common Room, she mulled her plan over. She would need Remus’ help. Walking softly up the stairs to the boys dormitory, she scanned the room. Sirius was sound asleep, and without a doubt the most handsome man she had ever seen. She couldn’t help the tears that streamed down her face. How could she possibly do this?

She walked silently past James, who was sleeping with his head laying at the wrong end of the bed, and then Peter who was snoring loudly, his feet sticking out of the edge of the covers. She passed Frank Longbottom, a boy she had only known from a distance because Alice kept pointing him out so often. Finally she reached Remus’ bed. She sat on the edge, her throat unable to work properly. She shook his shoulder, waking him up. He woke up immediately, his odd, yellow-brown eyes looking up at her curiously.

“Heather...?” he asked.

“Shh!” Heather insisted. He saw that she was crying and his eyes filled with worry.

“Are you alright?” he asked immediately, whispering softly.

“I need your help,” Heather said, trying to compose herself. “You’ve been a good friend, and I need your help,” she said.

“What is it?” he asked, sitting up and checking if the others were awake.

“I’m going to ask you to help me break up with Sirius. And I don’t want you to ask questions. I don’t want him to know that I talked to you about this before-hand. Alright?”

“Heather...” Remus said astonished.

“Remus, I have kept your secret for you. I know you have a Marauder’s pact or whatever about secrets, and never betray each other, but if you value his life, you will do exactly as I say.” It was the terror and pain in her voice that made Remus promise. He knew that something was definitely wrong, but he also knew that Heather loved Sirius, and would never do anything to put him in danger. He had no doubt in his mind that her breaking up with him was not her choice.

“I’ll do this for you, but I honestly don’t see why you...”

“And you probably never will,” she interrupted. Wiping away tears, she gave him a hug. “Thank you,” she whispered, before getting up and motioning him to follow her. She made sure they were in ear-shot of Sirius. “Play along, but act like you are trying to help Sirius.” Remus pursed his lips, but nodded all the same.

“Remus, please. I just want something other than...well...Sirius! He is too high-maintenance,” she said much louder.

“Heather, I’m not going to go with you. Sirius is my friend,” Remus said. Heather heard Sirius’ breathing pause, and knew that he was awake. She gave Remus a last, agonized look and continued.

“Remus! Come on, it’s only Sirius. I mean, come on. He isn’t that great of a guy. And now he doesn’t even get the money from his parents. So he is poor. Can you believe he wants me to live with him?” she said, her voice cracking. To some, it might sound like laughter, but to Heather and Remus, who could see her face in the dark, it was immense pain.

“Heather, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Go to bed,” Remus said.

“REMUS! Don’t you understand?! I don’t want Sirius!” Heather said loudly, waking up everybody in the room. Sirius, who had already been awake, leapt out of bed.

“Heather, what are you on about? Are you drunk?” he asked. Heather looked at him.

“Oh, Sirius! You’re awake!” she said, pretending to be surprised.

“Yeah, I am!” he said, flipping on the light switch. Heather winced in the bright light. “And what are you saying?”

“I’m saying that I’m sick of you, Sirius,” Heather said, her heart breaking. She forced the next words out of her mouth. “I don’t love you.” She felt as though a part of her just died. She grabbed the wall for support, breathing deeply, and blinking rapidly to keep from crying.

“What are you talking about?” Sirius whispered in pain.

“Just what I said,” Heather responded, unable to say it again.

“You...don’t love me?” he asked, his face showing a sadness she had only seen when Regulus had died. She nodded.

“I don’t,” she whispered. “I was only playing you. But there are better guys around here. I thought maybe Remus might be up to the job, but he is too good a friend to you. Damned Marauders,” she said angrily. Sirius glared, his eyes watering.

“Don’t insult my friends like REAL friends!” he roared in fury.

“You really are pathetic. Pouring your heart out to me on that bench,” she said, feeling as though she would pass out. She could tell she had struck a chord. Sirius’ entire being shook with hurt.

“Get out of here. I can’t believe I actually loved you. You back-stabbing Malfoy bitch!” he yelled. Remus stared at Heather, knowing full well that she was about to break down. He didn’t know what was going on, but he could tell that Heather was going insane with heart-ache. He decided he had better get Heather out of there before she broke down. She opened her mouth to respond to him, but found that she couldn’t breath.

“I think I’d better go outside and have a talk with her,” Remus said viciously, feigning disgust. Sirius didn’t say anything as Remus led her out of the room. He only stared, his eyes glazed over.

“Did that really just happen...?” he asked, collapsing on the floor in a melancholy pile.

“I think so...” James said in amazement. He had really liked that girl. He looked at Sirius’ face and was shocked. He had never seen him this upset in the seven years he had known him, especially over a girl. “Sirius...”

“Shut up,” Sirius said coldly, standing up.

“I’m sure she...” James began again.

“SHUT THE HELL UP! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT, SO KEEP YOUR MOUTH CLOSED!!!” Sirius roared, shoving James roughly against the wall. He wanted him to fight back, he wanted to fight. It didn’t matter that it was his best friend in the world. James stared at him seriously, however.

“Punch me,” James said. Not threateningly, but as if they were having tea and conversing lightly. Sirius let go of him roughly, and James nodded.

“Sorry...” Sirius said.

“It’s alright, come on. Let’s get some sleep,” James said, with no real conviction. He knew Sirius would probably be unable to sleep for months now. He hadn’t known much about their relationship, but he knew enough to know it was love. Or, now, he supposed, it had been one-sided. Heather must have been an amazing actress. But somehow, he wasn’t sure she was being entirely honest throughout that whole ordeal. He could see waves of pain crossing her face with each word spoken. He guided Sirius back to bed, and then got in his own four-poster, sighing, and unsure what to think.


Heather sobbed uncontrollably against Remus’s shoulder. Remus didn’t know what to do, never having been in this situation before.

“Heather, you can tell me. Why did you do that? Is somebody making you?” he asked. Heather pulled away from him, looking up into his concerned face.

“Thanks Remus. Don’t tell him,” and with that she took off down the steps. Guilt boiled in his stomach. What had he just done? He had just assisted in his two best friend’s break-up!


Peter stayed sitting up in bed, smiling happily. He wanted very much to tell Alex about the night’s events. He couldn’t wait to see the look on her face. She would be so happy. He laid back down, that happy thought comforting him. Keeping him from hearing the muffled anguish of his fellow Marauder, Sirius Black.

A/N: Aw, this chapter was very sad to write! Did you think it was sad? What do you think will happen? Will they get back togehter? If so, how? Or is their realtionship doomed? Let me know in a review! My last chapter only got 2 reviews...=(

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