*Grins* I watched Velvet Goldmine. I'm in love. I think that Jonathan Rhys
Meyers would be a perfect Sirius. either him or the lead singer from
Incubus. Just thought I'd let you all know what he looked like in my head.
James stood by the side of Sirius' bed mouth agape. He blinked and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. It had to be a joke that Sirius was playing. People did not just turn yellow. But he was so still and he hadn't played a joke since that night.
Liam pushed Remus toward the door. "Go to the infirmary. Tell Madame Pomfrey that Sirius is jaundiced and not moving" He glared at the younger boy. "Well? Why are you waiting for?"
Remus shook his head. " He is one of my best friends; I'm not leaving him."
"You would not speak to him for months, not even a simple hello, but now you won't leave his side even if it would be more beneficial to Siri if you went and got help. Still you claim him as a friend? Haven't you done enough?"
The werewolf tensed. Liam was right, he knew that but he had been so mad then so terribly jealous. What was he supposed to do?
James grabbed Remus' arm. "I'll go. We don't have time to stand around and fight. Sirius needs help."
Remus watched the prefect leave the room then went to stand anxiously at the unconscious boy's side. 'If anything happens to Sirius, I don't know what I'll do. The past weeks have been hard enough.'
Meanwhile, Liam had sat down on Sirius' bed. He was stroking the boy's abnormally pale, yellow tinged hand. Even the normally pink skin under his nails was a sickly yellow color.
Remus did not have to strain to hear the words that Liam was sharing with the unaware Sirius. "Sirius, Siri. everything is going to fine. I promise. On the bright side, for you at least, maybe you'll be sick enough that you can't finish the year here and will have to have those tutors that you mom wants. Then you won't ever have to go to another Hogwarts class."
Remus clenched and unclenched his hands. His anger toward Liam for using his nickname for Sirius over shadowed the other words, but only for a moment. "What! Leave school? Why? Sirius can't leave! Where would be go? Why would he go?"
He was met with a glare that held more than a little contempt. "You did not know? He's miserable, want to leave."
Just then Madame Pomfrey rushed in and ordered all three boys out, Liam, Remus and the silent Peter. It appeared that James had been ordered to breakfast. Staring off, lost in thought, Remus was moving on autopilot.
He couldn't understand what had done that to Sirius. He was normally in perfect health. Granted, he had not been sleeping well lately nor had had he been going to the meals with the rest of them thus one could conclude that he hadn't been eating well either, but those things couldn't cause a reaction like that. Could they? In addition, what was this about Sirius leaving school?
Remus thought it best to be cordial to the elder wizard if he wanted any information. He tugged on the older Gryffindor's sleeve. "Liam? What did you mean by him being able to leave school early? He can't leave in the middle of the term.
"Sirius isn't coming back to Hogwarts next year. He hasn't been happy since his fourth year and has finally worn his parents down to where they are allowing him to stay at home next year. He's going to attend a day school back in Ireland. In fact his school is five minutes from where I'm going to be working."
If Remus hadn't been jealous before he was now. What did he mean by 'hasn't been happy since his fourth year'? Yes, the werewolf knew that Sirius has not been happy since the Snape incident but that was to be expected. "Don't you think that we would have noticed that Sirius was not happy? Especially if he hadn't been happy since we were fourth years."
Liam shook his head. "Actually, no. You see the Sirius that you- and he want you to see. You see the strong confident Sirius with the 'devil may care' attitude, Sirius the boy with many friends. Underneath the layers of masks, he is as insecure and lonely as the rest or you."
Inwardly fuming, Remus thought, 'How dare he say these things? He hasn't known Sirius as long as we have. Not really known him.'
"You're trying to justify your feelings aren't you? Even though you know I'm right, Remus, deep down. You don't want to admit that you could be wrong. Not that it matters. Sirius is still horribly ill and his immune system is not fully functioning either. Stress, malnutrition, lack of sleep can all cause a faulty immune system." Liam smiled wryly. "You're scared now that you had something to do with this." The older boy then sighed. " I don't know what happened to break up such a close knit group of friends nor do I truly care. All I know is that what ever he did to you can't be worth the pain and suffering that you have been putting him through. You are killing him."
Remus stared blankly at the floor. Wasn't Liam right? Hadn't he forgiven ages ago but felt that he needed to be punished?
Peter piped in hesitantly, thinking that he may be able to distract the other boys from their sniping. "Yesterday during Potions, the potion that Sirius was working on blew up all over him. He was told to go back to the tower. Could that be what's wrong?"
"No, that couldn't be it. We were partners. It was done perfectly. All that could have happened was that he would have fallen asleep," replied Remus confidently. Inside though, he was a mass of nerves. Questions kept going through his mind. 'Why had he not noticed? What if they had done something wrong? What if Sirius died? What if Sirius died and it was all his fault? What if he died and never knew that Remus loved and forgave him. and wanted his forgiveness also?
Liam stood there looking at Remus. He knew how Sirius felt about the brown haired boy. He went on about how wonderful, smart and nice Remus was. This was partially how Liam has 'gotten over' Sirius and began to think of him as a brother. He remembered a conversation three or four days before. Liam had not been able to hold in him animosity towards Remus any longer.
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Liam ran a hand through his messy brown hair and made a growling noise low in his throat. "How can you stand it? How can you love that boy when all he does is ignore you? Don't you think that you deserve better?"
He knew it was the wrong thing to say when Sirius' blue eyes became blank and listless. The black haired boy stared unseeing at his lap. "I deserve the way that they treat me. What I did was unforgivable. I deserve their hate and contempt."
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Liam hadn't been able to forget the look on his face. Angry and worried, he lashed at the person easiest, Remus. " You don't want him to die, because you would feel accountable. You aren't forgiving him because you truly feel that way but to assuage your guilt."
Remus opened his mouth to tell Liam that he was mistaken, that the older boy reasons were totally wrong but he knew that Liam was at least partially right. Luckily, he was saved by a red-faced, puffy eyed James Potter.
"We need to be where we are 'supposed' to be so if they have any news they will know where to find us."
Hmmm, a chapter full of Liam and Remus snipping at each other. Lovely yes? Poor sick Sirius.
James stood by the side of Sirius' bed mouth agape. He blinked and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. It had to be a joke that Sirius was playing. People did not just turn yellow. But he was so still and he hadn't played a joke since that night.
Liam pushed Remus toward the door. "Go to the infirmary. Tell Madame Pomfrey that Sirius is jaundiced and not moving" He glared at the younger boy. "Well? Why are you waiting for?"
Remus shook his head. " He is one of my best friends; I'm not leaving him."
"You would not speak to him for months, not even a simple hello, but now you won't leave his side even if it would be more beneficial to Siri if you went and got help. Still you claim him as a friend? Haven't you done enough?"
The werewolf tensed. Liam was right, he knew that but he had been so mad then so terribly jealous. What was he supposed to do?
James grabbed Remus' arm. "I'll go. We don't have time to stand around and fight. Sirius needs help."
Remus watched the prefect leave the room then went to stand anxiously at the unconscious boy's side. 'If anything happens to Sirius, I don't know what I'll do. The past weeks have been hard enough.'
Meanwhile, Liam had sat down on Sirius' bed. He was stroking the boy's abnormally pale, yellow tinged hand. Even the normally pink skin under his nails was a sickly yellow color.
Remus did not have to strain to hear the words that Liam was sharing with the unaware Sirius. "Sirius, Siri. everything is going to fine. I promise. On the bright side, for you at least, maybe you'll be sick enough that you can't finish the year here and will have to have those tutors that you mom wants. Then you won't ever have to go to another Hogwarts class."
Remus clenched and unclenched his hands. His anger toward Liam for using his nickname for Sirius over shadowed the other words, but only for a moment. "What! Leave school? Why? Sirius can't leave! Where would be go? Why would he go?"
He was met with a glare that held more than a little contempt. "You did not know? He's miserable, want to leave."
Just then Madame Pomfrey rushed in and ordered all three boys out, Liam, Remus and the silent Peter. It appeared that James had been ordered to breakfast. Staring off, lost in thought, Remus was moving on autopilot.
He couldn't understand what had done that to Sirius. He was normally in perfect health. Granted, he had not been sleeping well lately nor had had he been going to the meals with the rest of them thus one could conclude that he hadn't been eating well either, but those things couldn't cause a reaction like that. Could they? In addition, what was this about Sirius leaving school?
Remus thought it best to be cordial to the elder wizard if he wanted any information. He tugged on the older Gryffindor's sleeve. "Liam? What did you mean by him being able to leave school early? He can't leave in the middle of the term.
"Sirius isn't coming back to Hogwarts next year. He hasn't been happy since his fourth year and has finally worn his parents down to where they are allowing him to stay at home next year. He's going to attend a day school back in Ireland. In fact his school is five minutes from where I'm going to be working."
If Remus hadn't been jealous before he was now. What did he mean by 'hasn't been happy since his fourth year'? Yes, the werewolf knew that Sirius has not been happy since the Snape incident but that was to be expected. "Don't you think that we would have noticed that Sirius was not happy? Especially if he hadn't been happy since we were fourth years."
Liam shook his head. "Actually, no. You see the Sirius that you- and he want you to see. You see the strong confident Sirius with the 'devil may care' attitude, Sirius the boy with many friends. Underneath the layers of masks, he is as insecure and lonely as the rest or you."
Inwardly fuming, Remus thought, 'How dare he say these things? He hasn't known Sirius as long as we have. Not really known him.'
"You're trying to justify your feelings aren't you? Even though you know I'm right, Remus, deep down. You don't want to admit that you could be wrong. Not that it matters. Sirius is still horribly ill and his immune system is not fully functioning either. Stress, malnutrition, lack of sleep can all cause a faulty immune system." Liam smiled wryly. "You're scared now that you had something to do with this." The older boy then sighed. " I don't know what happened to break up such a close knit group of friends nor do I truly care. All I know is that what ever he did to you can't be worth the pain and suffering that you have been putting him through. You are killing him."
Remus stared blankly at the floor. Wasn't Liam right? Hadn't he forgiven ages ago but felt that he needed to be punished?
Peter piped in hesitantly, thinking that he may be able to distract the other boys from their sniping. "Yesterday during Potions, the potion that Sirius was working on blew up all over him. He was told to go back to the tower. Could that be what's wrong?"
"No, that couldn't be it. We were partners. It was done perfectly. All that could have happened was that he would have fallen asleep," replied Remus confidently. Inside though, he was a mass of nerves. Questions kept going through his mind. 'Why had he not noticed? What if they had done something wrong? What if Sirius died? What if Sirius died and it was all his fault? What if he died and never knew that Remus loved and forgave him. and wanted his forgiveness also?
Liam stood there looking at Remus. He knew how Sirius felt about the brown haired boy. He went on about how wonderful, smart and nice Remus was. This was partially how Liam has 'gotten over' Sirius and began to think of him as a brother. He remembered a conversation three or four days before. Liam had not been able to hold in him animosity towards Remus any longer.
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Liam ran a hand through his messy brown hair and made a growling noise low in his throat. "How can you stand it? How can you love that boy when all he does is ignore you? Don't you think that you deserve better?"
He knew it was the wrong thing to say when Sirius' blue eyes became blank and listless. The black haired boy stared unseeing at his lap. "I deserve the way that they treat me. What I did was unforgivable. I deserve their hate and contempt."
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Liam hadn't been able to forget the look on his face. Angry and worried, he lashed at the person easiest, Remus. " You don't want him to die, because you would feel accountable. You aren't forgiving him because you truly feel that way but to assuage your guilt."
Remus opened his mouth to tell Liam that he was mistaken, that the older boy reasons were totally wrong but he knew that Liam was at least partially right. Luckily, he was saved by a red-faced, puffy eyed James Potter.
"We need to be where we are 'supposed' to be so if they have any news they will know where to find us."
Hmmm, a chapter full of Liam and Remus snipping at each other. Lovely yes? Poor sick Sirius.