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Tweak says, "He never said he loved me."

_withoutacause (_withoutacause) wrote in the_recruitment,
@ 2012-03-28 22:34:00

Entry tags:

! 03/1977, ! thread, char: lily evans, char: sirius black

Who: Sirius & Lily
What: Commiserating
When: Right after the Quidditch match
Where: Gryffindor sixth year boys dorm
Rating: PG
Status: Incomplete

Sirius lay with his head and right arm slumped off of his bed, his dark hair just barely brushing the floor. He knew he should probably get up, clean up a bit of the mess, especially if Lily was coming, but he just couldn't find the energy. Between the nightmares, that terrible ball, and losing the Quidditch game, Sirius could barely find the energy the breathe, forget everything else. He was just so tired.

It had been hard, these last weeks. He's been trying so hard to get everything back to normal. He'd been laughing louder, talking more, and smiling wider than ever, but it was all so difficult now. He wanted to move past it all, but he couldn't stop dreaming about Lord Voldemort. Or Lucius. Or sometimes it was twisted, not-quite memories of things he'd done in his altered state. Whatever it was, he hadn't slept the night through in weeks. But he couldn't talk to his friends about it, even thought he knew they would listen. They had just gotten their normality back, and he wasn't about to ruin that by being miserable at them.

He could hear feet on the staircase, and assumed it was Lily. The lads were off, and he didn't expect them back for a while. He didn't lift his head as the door squeaked open, but did offer a half hearted

"Hi Lils."

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doed
2012-03-29 06:18 am UTC (link)

It almost seemed a tradition that Lily and Sirius would mope after any kind of Quidditch loss. Before their friendship had really evolved, they had been able to bond over the position they shared together on the Quidditch pitch. As they continued to grow closer as friends, it seemed that they only grew closer in their triumphs and failures. With the recent turn of events, it seemed that they had both been on the same page of sadness.

When he had offered for her to come up to the boys dormitory she had almost said no, just because she had been in almost the same position as Sirius. She wanted to lounge around in bed all day, but the thought of spending it with Sirius was tempting. She managed to drag herself out of bed though to head down her dormitory steps and up into the boys. She didn't understand why it was alright for girls to go up into the boys dormitory but not for them to go up into theirs. No matter. She raised her hand to knock, but ended up just pushing the door open. She smiled when she saw Sirius and walked over, flopping on the bed next to him, staring up at the ceiling.

"Hey yourself," she said, turning her head to look at him. "You look exactly how I feel." She made a face. "Something good needs to happen."

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_withoutacause
2012-03-31 03:19 am UTC (link)

Sirius flopped himself over, moaning dramatically, and flung an arm over his eyes.

"Tell me about it. I can't believe we lost!" He knew, in the grand scheme of things, that losing a quidditch match was barely even a blip on the 'awful things' radar, but to Sirius it just felt like that last bit of straw. Seeing Malfoys gloating face...

"I just wanted to punch him in the solar plexus the whole time," he grumbled, not even noticing that he didn't bother clarifying who.

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doed
2012-03-31 06:37 am UTC (link)

Usually Lily would just joke around with Sirius, shoving his shoulder and telling him that he was being overly dramatic. But this time she only wallowed with him, her hands folded over her stomach as she looked over at him.

"If it wasn't to Slytherin..." She shook her head. She knew too well what and who Sirius was talking about, sighing. "Well at least this is his last year on the team," she said. "We don't have to see his ugly mug next year." It was small, but something to look forward to.

"We need chocolate. Or something. Drinks?" She glanced at him. "Do you have any refreshment to offer?"

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_withoutacause
2012-04-01 04:37 pm UTC (link)

Sirius laboriously rolled off the bed and half crawled, half dragged himself over to Remus' trunk. He rummaged through it for a few minutes before pulling out a large package of chocolate frogs, which he threw up to Lily on the bed.

"Don't worry, he won't mind. And I'll get him more tomorrow."

He then rolled over to his own trunk, where he spent a few minutes digging and cursing and chucking out odds and ends, before finally emerging with a half bottle of firewhiskey.

"Ah, nectar of the Gods." He was a little surprised to realize how much was gone, he had only bought this particular bottle two days ago when he'd snuck into Hogsmede. Perhaps he was relying on it a little too much to get to sleep... He banished the thought with a shake of his head and dragged himself back onto the bed next to Lily. He unscrewed the cap, took a large swig, then passed it to her.

"Cheers."

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doed
2012-04-01 08:49 pm UTC (link)

Lily couldn't help but let out a small laugh as she watched Sirius crawl around on the floor. She caught the chocolate frogs he tossed her way, glancing at the box and opening it, watching the frog hop around in the plastic packaging. "I'll get him one too," she said, taking a bite off its leg. She remembered the first time she had seen one and thought it was an actual frog dipped in chocolate. It took a lot for Molly to convince her that it was just charmed.

She took the bottle from Sirius, taking a rather generous gulp herself, coughing. Drinking wasn't her forte and she handed the bottle back to him.

"Cheers," she said, her voice a little strained. She sighed, her hands behind her head, staring up at the ceiling. "We should make something good happen," she said. "Something really really really really really really REALLY good."

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_withoutacause
2012-04-07 09:33 pm UTC (link)

Sirius took another swig from the bottle before putting it down on the bed between them.

"Yeah, something really ace. Like, better than pranks ace! Something... I dunno, something totally brilliant." He closed his eyes, letting the pleasant warmth of the alcohol wash over him. He wasn't drunk, not even close. The bottle was too dear a friend for this much whiskey to even make him dizzy, but it was comforting to drink with a friend for a change. "What about a party? A huge, interhouse bash in... Not the common room, somewhere better, bigger, with more space for dancing, and even Slytherins can come if they leave their wands at the door...'

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