|siriuslytrouble (siriuslytrouble) wrote in snark_n_bark,|
@ 2008-06-04 19:25:00
|Entry tags:||complete, faelan, gaius, harry, hermione, james, leila, lily, ron, sirius|
Smiling and waving and looking so fine
Characters: Sirius, anyone at the Leaky Cauldron
Summary: Sirius sings
As he pulled out a leather vest that even James couldn't object to, Sirius smiled to himself. They had all been tired and vague when they woke, and had spent the day lazing about the house together, with James steadfastly pretending that nothing much had been said, and Lily looking alternately amused and anxious. When Gaius had finally come home from Hogwarts, Lily had drawn James off to the guest room -- Sirius thought to give him time alone with Gaius, but by that time it was almost time to go and get started on dressing for the show, and definitely too late to launch into a conversation about death.
The T-shirt and vest left his arms bare, so he cast his usual charm to highlight the tattoos on his right arm. Nothing happened. He didn't even feel a tingle. His mouth suddenly dry, Sirius tried again. It worked. Just a coincidence, he told himself. I was lazy with the wand motion. Nonetheless, he couldn't quite push down a feeling of dread.
He started the show with Bowie's Five Years. They might, perhaps, still be in danger, but their wasn't widespread perception of trouble; people should be able to take it as fiction. The charms, to his relief, all worked.
After that, he scanned the audience to see who was there, and then started into one of his own pieces -- Rumble -- with vigor, letting the guitar crash forward like a ship in a storm. He thought he'd made a change in theme until he got to the second verse