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Post by Sirius Black on Aug 25, 2007 13:45:59 GMT
I walk out into the forest with my hands in my pockets, it was that dusky time just before nightfall.
My favourite time of day.
I didn't know where the other Marauders were and quite frankly, I didn't care right now.
I was in a bad mood for some inexplicable...no, not inexplicable.
I knew exactly why I was in a bad mood.
Because I'd let my gaze wander over to the Slytherin table at dinner, to my family, and then I'd let my mind wander to what it'd be like if I was still like them. They all seemed happy enough, they all had their family with them and none of them, none of them cared in the slightest about me. You'd think I'd never even been part of it.
It got me down, sometimes, to say the least.
Most of the time I just forgot about it, knowing I was doing the right thing, not caring because I had the Marauders, because they were my family almost. It felt like we were all brothers sometimes, part of one freakish immature family.
But at the moment, it just got me down that my real unfreakish and mature family didn't care that I was gone.
It's a harsh reality when you're not even wanted by your blood.
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Post by Harmony Walker on Aug 25, 2007 23:30:34 GMT
Harmony was walking across the grounds when she came to the enterance of the Forbidden Forrest. She has always wonder why it was 'forbidden.' Now was one of those times where curiosity had gotten the better of her. She enter the forest and walked down a narrow path. She was using her wand for a light source. The trees had blocked out every inch of the moonlight that was now starting to appear. She continued down the path until she saw something ahead of her. The outline of the figure was that out of guy's. She continued to catch up to the figure. When she caught up to the person, she reconized his face as one of the four Marauders, Sirius Black.
"What are you doing out here alone, Sirius?" she asked, "Aren't you suppose to be with James and Remus?"
Harmony started to wait for an answer when she then noticed the look on his face. She had to take a double take.
"Hey," she said, "Are you okay?
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Post by Sirius Black on Aug 26, 2007 11:21:46 GMT
I turn round, looking at the girl I'd never seen before but obviously knew who I was.
I feel vaguely irritated at the accusation that I should be with James and Remus, we weren't joint at the hip, we were different people after all, but I don't say anything because I was much more irritated by a lot of things right now.
"I'm fine," I mumble, although that couldn't have been further from the truth.
I knew what most people thought of me. That I was just some stupid immature manwhore. I didn't see why I should bother correcting that I was in fact a human being, I did in fact feel, and there was such thing as a mask, because it was easier not too. I also knew that she would probably hold the manwhore view, as most people did.
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Post by Harmony Walker on Aug 26, 2007 11:28:02 GMT
"Sirius," Harmony said, "You are far from being fine. Something is wrong and if you hold it back, it will continue to get worse until it will practicely kill you. It is better to talk out problems with others than conceal them to yourselves."
Harmony went over and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Look," she said, "You may not trust me because I am someone you don't know and I am in Slytherin, but if you think that I listen to people talk about what you might be, I am telling you now, I don't. I don't judge people by what rumors go around school. I like to get to know that person before I make a final judgement. That is what I did with Peter and now we are going out because I took the time to know him and not listen to other people."
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Post by Sirius Black on Aug 26, 2007 11:31:47 GMT
"I've been holding it back for years and I'm fine. Hey, right, fine, abso-fucking-lutely just peachy, happy as a clam...I've never understood that phrase." I thought for a moment, "No, never understood that. Happy as a clam? Oh well, whatever."
"And you're right, I don't trust you because I have no idea who you are, well, now I know you're in Slytherin and you're Peter's girlfriend, but I don't know much else, really. And I don't judge on houses. I'm not like the rest of the Blacks."
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Post by Harmony Walker on Aug 26, 2007 20:11:26 GMT
"By that I guess you mean your brother Regulus and your cousins Naricissa and Bella," Harmony said, "I don't like them either especially Naricissa. How can she even think about being so submissive to Malfoy. It is really gross. Bella, on the other hand scares the shit out of me. As for Regulus, I really haven't talk to him much. Then there is Malfoy. God I would like to punch him just once this year."
Harmony looked around her. She thought she saw a dark shadow, but it disappeared as soon as she saw it.
"Anyways," she said, "Do you want to get to know each other since I'll be around you and the others with Peter?"
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Post by Sirius Black on Aug 28, 2007 11:54:41 GMT
"That's my family you're talking about," I say without thinking, then realise they weren't my family and I didn't even like them when they were and that I wasn't at all sure why I should stand up for them at all.
"That's my family that don't want anything to do with me, you're talking about," I correct myself, then scratch the back of my head, thinking, "That's my not-family that disowned me who I hate that you're talking about. And I've forgotten my point."
"Oh yeah, Peter's girlfriend...yeah, I remember."
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Post by Harmony Walker on Aug 28, 2007 15:35:16 GMT
Harmony smile. "The name is Harmony, or Harm for short," Harmony corrected him, "Not Peter's girlfriend. I am not an object that belongs to him. So, your family is the problem that you have. Listen, just because they disowned you doesn't mean that you still shouldn't care about them. They're are your blood. Everyone has their own opinions in life. Some like to keep their mouths shut and follow others, while others like to speak up with they don't agree. You are one of those type of people Sirius. You do what you feel is right for you. Don't let your past history with your family get in the way of who you want to be. They're not living your life, you are."
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Post by Sirius Black on Aug 30, 2007 7:59:15 GMT
"I know you're not, it's just I forgot what he said your name was and it was my only means of indentifying you. I'm a bit slow, forgive me." I reply.
"You don't really get it," I mumble, "I don't give a shit about them, I honestly don't. They're murderers and judgemental and muggle-hating and prejudiced and dishonest and everything I'm not and I hate them. Especially Bella and my mother. It just kind of sucks that I mean, even though I am they're blood, they don't want me, or even care that I'm still alive. I mean, I wouldn't wish death on any of them, I'm glad to know they're all alive and well and off living their lives, but it's just how they don't seem to give a shit. In fact, they never gave a shit, even before now."
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