But just think, Sirius tall and gorgeous in all his glory, his ice-gray eyes and black hair, and freaking BLACK EYELINER lining his eyes.......can you imagine???
Anyway, I had to share that... =)
FYI...Chapter 7 of FIG is probably about 50% complete.
OK, and I wrote this a long time ago, it's Regulus and Sirius in 5th and 6th year respectively...it will most likely end up in FIG so if you don't want to fast forward so far don't read it, but I quite like it and I wanted to share...
“You idiot! I told you this would happen,” Sirius snarled through gritted teeth.
“I don’t need you looking out for me,” Regulus pulled his arm from his brother’s grasp. He turned to descend down the cold gray staircase to the dungeons.
Sirius shot a glance around the darkening corridor to see if he had time to pursue his brother. He looked out a nearby window and the sky was ablaze with autumn hues, the sun was just starting to set, night had not yet fallen. Remus would be in the shack by now. Sirius had promised him he would be there for him tonight. He had promised James he could have the night alone to pursue Lily. He had promised Peter time tonight to complete an unfinished essay. He didn’t have much time. He couldn’t leave Moony alone too long. But he had also promised himself a long time ago that he would look after his brother.
“How can you not see what you’re doing is wrong?” he yelled at his brother’s back.
Regulus turned around and looked up at him from a step below.
“I’m wrong?” he asked indignantly. He strode back up the few steps. “How dare you stand there and accuse me of anything! You who have taken everything our parents have done for us and thrown it in their faces. You’re a selfish, ungrateful…”
“And just what have they done for us besides instill unworthy prejudices and a hatred for others because of a stupid lack of bloodline?”
Regulus walked up to Sirius so he was just inches away. Sirius was having difficulty controlling the urge to just slug his brother right then and there. They were eye to eye, nearly the same size, same build, same gray eyes looking deep into the other, searching for understanding.
“Father was right about you,” Regulus said calmly with a lopsided smirk, “Mixing with Mudbloods has blurred your sense of duty and honor.”
“Mixing with Muggleborns is a far cry from the company you keep. Snape? He knew more dark magic when he entered this school than our father ever knew. Your prejudices are something I can overlook, but the Dark Arts? What the bloody hell are you thinking?”
“I told you I can handle this. I don’t need anyone looking after me.”
“You’re going to drown with that lot,” Sirius pointed down the staircase, “You don’t just dabble a little here and there with curses like that. It will swallow you, Regulus. Before you know it you’ll be doing things you’ll regret.”
“Your services as guardian are no longer required,” Regulus said coolly. “When you left last summer, you left the family. You are no longer my keeper because I no longer have a brother.”
“Is that why you and he are now mates? To get even with me for leaving?” Sirius shot back.
“You think that highly of yourself that I would even care that you left?”
“We used to be close, Reg.”
“Don’t call me that.” Regulus shot back instantly.
“When did you turn into such a snot-nose, stuck up git? The ‘Most Ancient and Noble House of Black’ has its little prince, hasn’t it?” Sirius spat. “I can hardly stand to look at you anymore.”
“Father told you that you’d regret leaving. I can see that you do.”
“I don’t regret a bloody thing. There’s no way I could live under that roof.”
“Are you afraid of a little dark magic?” Regulus taunted. “C’mon, Sirius, we grew up with it all our lives. How can you tell me what I did was wrong?”
“Because it was wrong!” Sirius shouted back. Sirius suddenly lowered his voice, “Sectumsempra? You could have killed that girl!”
“But I didn’t! It just cut her arm a bit!” Regulus retorted.
“Where did you learn that curse? I've never heard of it. Did he teach you?” Sirius asked.
“That’s none of your business.”
“Regulus! Damnit, I’m trying to help you!”
“I don’t need your help. That’s what I’m trying to tell you!”
“I think differently,” Sirius said rather quickly and coldly.
Regulus turned, apparently tiring of the conversation, and spoke over his shoulder, “Why don’t you go back up to your little tower and take pity on someone who gives a damn.”
Sirius checked the sky. It was purple. The sun had almost set.
“Damnit!” he spat again. The conversation with Regulus was not over but he had no choice. He had to get to the shack. He quickly turned on his heal towards the entrance hall but as he moved he bumped directly into someone.
“Snivellus,” Sirius snarled. The hatred was instantaneous.
“Expelliarmus!” Snape bellowed. Sirius’s wand jerked out of his robe pocket and clattered down the dark, stone hallway.
In a matter of a second Snape shoved Sirius up against the cold, stone wall and drew his wand tip up to Sirius’s temple. Snapes elbow was lodged into Sirius’s throat.
“Don’t make me curse you, Black,” he whispered silkily.
“Get off me!” Sirius shoved but Snape was steadfast.
“You don’t belong down here. What are you up to?” Snape’s eyes narrowed.
“Don’t get condescending on me, Snivellus. It’s none of your damn business why I’m walking the bloody corridor.”
“Checking up on a baby brother?” Snape asked snidely.
Sirius’s brows furrowed and nostrils flared with anger as he spoke, “Leave my brother alone! I don’t want you even talking to him.”
Helpless, his anger kept rising. He didn’t want Snape to know he was getting under his skin that easily.
“Your brother keeps the company he wants. I,” Snape paused and smirked as he said it, “like you, have no influence on him. It wasn’t my idea to curse that filthy muggle in Hogsmeade. The little idiot girl should have never been in Hogsmeade and she sure shouldn’t have wandered where she didn’t belong.”
“Wandering into the likes of you should have scared her straight back out of that alley.”
Snape pushed harder against Sirius’s neck. Sirius gagged and coughed.
“You’re not so arrogant without your mates backing you,” Snape spat. “Lucky you had them with you in Hogsmeade. The famous James Potter and Sirius Black,” Snape continued, “strutting down the alley to save the day.”
Sirius glared at him while Snape continued.
“Where are they now? I just saw your little friend Lupin running down to the willow. Is that where you two lovebirds go to shag?”
Sirius let out a bark like laugh, “Sure, that’s right, Snape, we’re queers," he added sarcastically. "You idiot! Always nosing around aren’t you? It’s none of your damn business what we do.”
“It may be none of my business but I’ll catch you one day and then you’ll all be sorry, or better yet, expelled!”
“Expelled? For harmless engorgement and levitating pranks? And you think yourself all good & noble teaching my brother dark magic?”
Snape glared at Sirius then said silkily, “Your family is full of dark wizards. Don’t go blaming me for your brother’s exceptional talents. I didn’t teach your brother anything he didn’t want to know.”
“You slimey piece of…” Sirius tried to push at Snape but Snape had the upper hand.
“Levicorpus!” Snape bellowed. Suddenly Sirius was whipped into the air and flipped.
“Put me down you filthy arsehole!” Sirius growled as he hung helplessly upside down as Snape laughed.
I’ll show him. I’ll show him, Sirius thought.
“Fine!” Sirius bellowed. “You want to know what Remus is doing?”
Somewhat confused by the abruptness, Snape asked, “What?”
“I said, do you want to know what he’s doing?”
“And why would I listen to you?” Snape’s eyes narrowed.
“I didn’t say you had to listen, git!” The blood was rushing to Sirius head and he was getting more that a little irritated. “But if you want to find out where he goes and what he’s doing, take a long branch and touch the knot at the base of that willow. You’ll find a tunnel. Follow it to the end and you’ll find a little…surprise.”
“Put me down!” Sirius growled.
“Why would you tell me what he’s up too? Why would you risk getting your mate in trouble?”
Sirius thought for a moment. Why would Snape listen to him? He had no reason to believe him. Why would Snape believe that Sirius would suddenly turn his back on a friend. Suddenly an idea came to him.
“Put me down and I’ll tell you,” Sirius said.
Snape eyed him curiously and glanced back down the hall to where Sirius’s wand was safely out of reach.
“C’mon, you twit, put me down!”
With the flick of a wand Sirius crashed to the hard, stone floor.
“Bloody arse!” Sirius growled up at Snape.
Snape hovered over him with his wand pointed between Sirius’s eyes.
“Look,” Sirius eyed Snape with utter loathing while rubbing a tender shoulder. “I know what Remus is up to and I know for sure he won’t be expelled. I’m telling you this because you seem to be so curious as to what he’s doing. On the premise that you leave my brother alone I’m giving you this special bit of information. It’s no big deal,” Sirius waved his hand carelessly, “but if you want to know, do what I said.”
With a last glare down at him Snape turned and strode off. Sirius sat and cocked his head back so it rested on the cold wall. Looking sideways he watched Snape’s haunched figured descend down the hall. He snorted to himself and grinned.
That’ll show him.
- Current Mood: boys are smelly