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The Bubble of Truth
‘Course, the truth is that I’m insane and cursed. But he didn’t need to know that. Nobody did.
Bottles of Sirius
Bottles of Sirius. Huh, there's an idea.
It was karma, I knew it had to be, the fact that I was born in the same decade as the Marauders. They were at the root of my white hairs. They were the reason I would mostly likely fail this DADA project. They were the reason Marcie was now sobbing into her pillow. They would pay for it.
Laughing out Loud
I could escape James and his inevitable interrogation after class. Not to mention the 12 pairs or so of eyes staring at me as if I really had completely lost my mind. They didn’t get the joke. It was an inside joke. Literally.
A Better State of Mind...?
I had a knack for saying things that made everybody go silent. I just wasn't sure how much of it they caught on to. I stared at them and they stared at me. I heard a cough in the background. All that was missing was some epic music and a ball of tumbleweed to blow by.
Curiosity Killed the Cat...again
I didn't have to ponder over the wording, and work up the courage to bring myself to say things.Though it didn't help with the after-feeling that bordered on shameful embarrassment. After all, a Ravenclaw admitting to a Marauder that they knew more than said Ravenclaw was hardly admirable.
"This isn't funny, Black. She's honestly gone!" Marcie practically screamed. "I haven't seen her at all, although I looked in all her usual hiding spots. Neither has anybody else—"
...when had I made the full out switch from 'sulking Sirius' to 'stupid Sirius'?! Honestly, there had to be something wrong with that kid if I can only find two words out of my vivid vocabulary (especially my 'S'-vocabulary) to really describe him.
It was completely silent. And slightly chilly. Quite frankly, I was surprised with my surroundings: I wasn't in the Ravenclaw dormitory.
It wasn't often that I talked back to the Voices, and they knew it too. For a second I thought I imagined the small but confident voice that had interrupted my train of thought, but then it spoke again.
Doomity Doom Doom - Part I
And as if facing him tomorrow wouldn't be difficult and awkward enough, we still had the rest of the project to finish. Which meant, oh…just about another month of dear old Sirius.
Doomity Doom Doom - Part II
I wasn't quite sure what I was doing. But apparently I was just lying on the bed, staring up at the canopy above me. Well, normally I'd be alright with just lying around doing nothing. I just had one problem—the subject matter of my thoughts revolved around one person...
The Colour Green
I had tried taking a nap, but that hadn't really worked – even when I closed my eyes, my mind didn't settle down. And when I closed my eyes, the only thing that came before me was Melanie kissing Sirius.
A 4-Letter Word...and it's not Doom.
I didn't have to tell the Voices to shut up – they saw the giant ball of glowing whatever it was the same as I had. And it was growing with each passing second.
Revenge of the Ellipses...
Time seemed to stop as I realized James wasn't joking, though his tone was light. And he wasn't lying. My brain seemed to explode into a million pieces right then, because everything that had happened within the past five minutes made absolutely no sense to me.
Bursting the Bubble
But Sirius kept walking, finally I couldn't take it anymore. I sped up and within two steps, closed the gap between us, grabbing his arm and saying, "Why are you running away?!"
Thieves of Hearts
Before I could make another comment, and completely not expecting to be hit with an unforgivable curse in a matter as stupid as this, I felt myself going blank, light. I felt like I was floating, like I didn’t have to worry about anything…
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